She invited me to take a breath and it was then that I realized I had not been breathing. I think, too, that my heart may not have been beating… (It is my heart. I listen for its beating And hear nothing. So I take another deep) Breath: intake. Diaphragm presses down On the belly and […]
I had forgotten how Looming the sense Of loneliness Can be in the Heat of Summer. With its glowing bands Of heat, stretching over Sun and sand, This season above All others Is the one that Accentuates being Solo. Yet, these aging eyes Can see the glow that Comes into those Filled with young love.
Sprillitz! Avoiding Summer heat in the Shade of the shoreline trees, Kingfisher swoops to seemingly KrAsH headlong into the water’s Surface. This time, there is no catch. Or perhaps she was simply Quenching her thirst in preparation For the next hunt. Shhhwash! Splatz! This time, the tail and mouth of An undetermined sort of fish
I have a friend who Perpetually Pursues the Precipice That he blissfully calls Mountaintop experiences. (“Mountaintop experiences” Are what I used to call Those ever so gentle weekend retreats I have enjoyed attending and For which I seem to have nothing To show in spite of the bravado With which I shared my experiences From
“To change and to change for the better are two different things.” ~ German proverb I know that what is happening right now is what is happening right now. Yet, in my humanness, I shift into thinking of future and especially of past moments instead of being right here, right now. And so, while there
As untimely as snow in Spring, Love comes and goes. Not wanting or waiting for Mortal desires, it flashes In surprising (perhaps even Strange) acts of everything: From the most endearing Coming together to a fearsome Turning away. Love does not wait to Burst open in blossoming Delight. Nor does it wane At the moment
I’m pleased to have Kevin Jacoby as a guest writer again for his “The Art of Improv” series. Be sure to read part 1 as well. I admire KJ as an entrepreneur, musician, writer, and friend, so I’m extremely happy to have him offer this second part on the subject of music and improv. Read and “listen”.
I have heartburn and what I mean by that is that my heart is breaking thinking of the relationships I have betrayed over the years (And continue to betray) with whatever level of intention or unintentionality I have brought to them I have heartburn and what I mean by that is that my heart is
I’m grateful for friends who share deeply with me. This brief reflection was inspired by the struggle of a dear friend and my attempts to reflect on how aspects of his experience might be shared by many…including me.
I try not to complain about rain. There’s something beautiful and calming about the way that it splashes, Creates a drumbeat on the earth, a pulse on our heads… umbrellas…
