Saturday, December 22, 2018

Question to Ask Before the Full Moon Tonight





These holidays ablink 
with cultural 'must'itudes
    of costumes adorned
        ceremonies performed
              traditions enacted . . .
Hey moon, if my New Year's resolution is 
not to wear the bottoms of my PJs rolled
       anymore
(which habitude suggests is non-deprogrammable)
--  does that mean change is
         improbable?
Or are you hinting I've not yet sorted out
what goes, what stays,
in this on-again off-again
soul-self evolution


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Sunday, November 25, 2018

If



A song comes along out of nowhere today, asking
"Would you go, or would you stay?"
Could apply to love, a country, a situation, the uncertain future.
If X, then what?  Do we already know the answer, deep down.



Monday, October 1, 2018

A Little Moment


 At the bus stop
on the way to the post office this morning -
an elderly couple
side by side on the bench.
She's holding his face in her hands;
gives him a kiss.

My eye catches them in the act.
Their eyes catch me looking.
She laughs and places her hands in her lap.
He grins.
The smile on my face
(inadvertently let loose during the smooch)
still lingers.

Love never gets old.
I bet her kiss has made his day.

I know this unexpected
little moment
just made mine.

                                     ~~ awyn 




Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Bookmarkers!

Fun mini art pieces today
































Experimental handmade paper cut-outs
with a practical purpose


Monday, August 27, 2018

Poem No. 27


 [Found on page 40]


Hermes
a.k.a. "magnet

of the wise"
talks about

a fallen pearl
that can only

be retrieved
at an un-

fathomable
depth

where earth's
core pours

in molten sheets
to cover

the sea floor
fire and water

mix to forge
the buried Self

a blind creature
no eyes have seen

that generates
its own radiance

from no visible
source

       ~ ~  Paul Pines

Excerpt from "Book Two: The Absent One," in
Divine Madness (Marsh Hawk Press, 2012).


    

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

Goodbye, Tom Clark




 Tom Clark (1941-2018)

Thank you, Tom Clark, for your poetry and presence in the blogworld.  
May your adventures beyond continue.

Saturday, August 4, 2018

Changes

Missing
from my garden this year:
Bees.
    Butterflies.



Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Optimism, in a Counterview



awynart2018
The ship is sinking.
                               "LOOK!!!! There's a squirrel!"

~ ~ ~

Enough of the strategic 'Throw-everyone-off-balance' tactics
and squirrely re-directs for the unthinkful.
Read some poetry instead.
It provides insights,
suggests interesting alternative
Possibilities;
 shows us beauty, and
reminds us that life is
Life.

~ ~ ~

a corrupt world
in its latter days . . .
                                  but cherry blossoms!

                                                          ~ ~ Kobayashi Issa

                       [Translated by David G. Lanoue]


Saturday, June 30, 2018

us, them, I, we: Becoming the Other





we all wake as each other
 
we all wake as each other
i, particularly
pick you up when you die in air and auto crashes: in a dream
i am you, and then
all memory is gone, nothing but a sensation of relief at living on
i felt the flame
touch my skin
i have been a rainbow coloured woman in a sinking bus, i have been a
passenger on many
ferries, i have swum
down, to a door, white metal in blackness, gone through,
and drowned
sleep apnea be damned
i am you and you are me and we are all
reflections of the larger eye that we
are building

~ ~ Peter Greene




©Peter A. Greene 2014

[Thanks, Peter, for permission to share your poem here.]