a quick poem, given in response to a kind email in which another mentions and thanks for being someone able to ‘agree to disagree’.

the sky is overcast, it is cold, my arthritis is acting up, i’ve got rubber in my checking account until tomorrow, there’s no food in the apartment, and i will pay income tax this year instead of find a refund. and i’m smiling. what’s wrong with this picture? absolutely nothing. there is part of me that wants to get all stupid, silly, fifth grade sappy about now… and there’s part of me that refuses and is shoveling everything into a crockpot called ‘mindful melting pot’ to stew down and be assimilated. i’ll let ya know when soup’s on… this, my […]

sometimes there are no words. sometimes, it is wisest just to admit it. this is my admission… there are no words. heh. i’m sure i’ll forget all too soon. but, for now, simply a smile and to say very precisely that there… are… no… words.

he is still in the air. three hours puts him somewhere over kansas about now… heh. humorous thoughts of ‘wizard of oz’ and giggles. i woke at 7am sharp and could not sleep if my life depended upon it.

the logs reveal that unwelcome presence has returned. reluctantly, this means that hereonout, you will only be able to access/read this blog if you have: – registered – logged in i am no longer willing to endure unwelcome presence.

heh. giddy like a girl spinning circles in the meadow.

archival. from a series of messages with regard to a forum participation.

sitting here at work, using my break to find the breath. the following arrived.

pebbly-dreams-020207-mixed.mp3 i’ve met some really amazing people as a result of this place and other shared creative spaces. and they do things with me that are sometimes almost painfully beautiful.