Zigzagging Towards Water and Waves

If the sirens sang

I would not be afraid

Today I am one of them

Where the moon

Meets the sea

Shell greets the rock

The hills leap

Arching rounded

Zigzagging

towards water and waves.

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Spring is here !

I wrote about this before.

The angle of the sun is changing. Spring is here. This morning the sun is shining through a crystal hanging outside. A ray of light flew through our French windows. Today I took a self-photo and captured this rainbow from outside on to me inside my home. I caught it shining on my forehead or brow.

I am expressing a part of me from the inside out also.

How I see the world.

I love capturing the essence of flowers by painting watercolors, or I like to capture nature by writing poems. It is the beauty I see all around me that takes me to my knees, so to speak. Everything we do starts on the inside and works its way out.

Wrinkles

Continuity of Life

We sure don’t live in an age-friendly culture—unless, of course, you count the new trend of “ageless” skincare products! Let’s be honest, aging has us all a bit on edge. But imagine if we treated our elders likewise wizards instead of just folks with more wrinkles than a shar-pei dog! If we could see beyond those laugh lines, we might discover a treasured trove of character, humor, and love that comes only after decades of bonding over the endless punker stories and bad tattoos!

If we make it to forty this is when we realize that we are not getting any younger.

Then if we don’t fight it, we can review our life, a recapitulation, a spiraling around and looking at life. Looking at the continuity of life is so important.

For me it is also looking at friends in my life. Why do some endure with time and others fade away? Then there are the friends that come up from the past to surprise me with complete joy. This is freedom for me… to have friends that take me for who I am without judgments, conditions, or prejudices about how I look on the outside.

I see joy also in the sun, moon, stars, and cosmos as a consistency that life will go on some way or another.

My Poem of Age…

Rosemary and purple flowers

Laugh at me and show me your mockery!

My heart will endure regardless of your callousness.

Moon hides from me behind the clouds

As if you do not know I am here

I will still drink my beer and enjoy its bubbles.

Water makes my feet too cold

Freeze me with your flowing gossip

I will dry you off with a clean rough towel

Tossing you in the washer to be cleaned.

Fire dancing warm as red, purple, and orange

Burn my body after I die

Ash I once was and ash I will become again

My spirit will forgive you all

It is continually young.

The Wise Ones: Stencil Relief by Hudley Flipside

A mockery of the Academy Awards

Alfred Hitchcock Robert Mitchum

Two quotes by a famous director and an actor go something like this,

“Actors are like cattle … the hierarchy of prison life is similar to the movie business.”

Should the academy have its people, actors, directors, etc., dress up in character when they attend an award night? Since it is so close to Mardi Gras, they might have them dress up for the big ball that it is?

A month of preparation is good money for hair salons and plastic surgeons. Bodies are painted with the most intimate fashions on the planet; that the actors give back the next day. Why not go casual and comfortable instead, with a cold beer in their hand?

It is superficial, pretentious, and stupid that they do not! Who are these beautiful people who act for us? We know who they fuck, who they divorce and when they get boob jobs. Tabloids make fun of them too. I do not have a clue who they are, not a clue and I am not looking for one either. They are simply cattle doing their business.

Films, the theater, writing scripts all has a magic for sure…story telling is as old as the Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert. Now that would be a hell of a fashion statement for next year’s Academy Awards.

I love the the Bushmen of the Kalahari Desert because they listen to the praying mantis and have wonderful stories to share with us!! They are beautiful people, real human beings!!