FF 55: Once upon a real time:

My cousin and I
jumped on our bikes and sped
down a gravelly road
dust flying ,stones skittering ;
we pedaled hard for the Mill.
Dropping our bikes
we climbed and slid on the sawdust pile
towering golden above us.
We fought to reach
carved out caves in the heights!

Mag 84, 9/25/11 Minions

A crabby little wet crow:  "Watch your step missus-
Ya may slip.'twould be a shame, commin' all the way
out here in your good dress after such an evenin' as you have had!
-an' it may be hard to explain to yer husband how all of it came to be...."

Sunday 160, 9/25/11, Trojan horse

Many soldiers stole into place,
braced their shields from rattling
against swords. Huge spears of wood
started springing up underfoot
as the bumpy ride began.

Poetry Jam, 0/24/11,An old and hidden fascination:

Along the winding, steep trails
of stone or sandy roads he traveled
all the sharp and dusty
scents of  spices 
Marco Polo spread

from his hands and sleeves
to lining, seams of pockets,
even in his saddle bags.
I would be there-

Inside rough leather
watching as jewels and coins fall
to rattle with quill pens
folded clothes,even bright silks!

There must be wrapped food,
cheese and bread
dried meat, even figs in one;

Herbs for healing too
mixed with the aroma
of dry leaves, for tea-

                                                  To dream as I did, of all the things he saw
the people he met and stories he heard ...We read a luscious book in school
about him; and I value that memory more than I can ever say.

Flash Fiction 55: Brother

Longing for when "Good seeing you "
isn't playing soccer or football.
Teach me to walk in a crowd
and be comfortable-            
Not being held at arms length,
or left standing outside a wrought iron gate,
Not watching how many
geographical's happen within your day-
Being at an equal speed,
in orbit around the same sun ...

Mag 83, 9/18/11 The Inevitable

                                          The Snake Charmer, Henri Rousseau, 1907
 If you live among them and encounter them daily
On the way to bathe, fish, gather water-
You may as well charm them and yourself, to pass the time.
If it makes everyone's life more pleasant- why not?
They are heavy, strong and dense.
They can squeeze the life out of you. (Some are even fast and poisonous-)
If it 'takes the time it takes'- for them to investigate and then move on...
It is wise:  To always carry a flute!

Sunday 160, 9/18/11

We had the transistor radio, its little antenna
bobbing as we nod to the beat. Two of us dancing
up the steps of a bus- hearing Revolution for the first time!

Flash Fiction 55: 9/16/11

Walking just ahead in soft white cotton
a tall and graceful woman
 hair all swept and tidy;
a woman in no hurry
who is never late.                        
She always has a smile, wave
can stroll into a party
or parade.            
We want confidence
to support and brighten
every hour,
cook any troubles
from work or play-

Mag 82,9/11/11,

                                         *The Revenant*, 1949, Andrew Wyeth

He came on the cabin one day, when he was out with his camera .
Stepped onto bare wooden floor, from the porch.
opened one door off  the empty kitchen- and found the full length mirror.
He was startled by the damage he had done to his left eye-This was how
other people would see him- and it was horrible.
"I must get an eye patch- and soon!"
Then he snapped a picture for sketching purposes; and left.

Sunday 160, 9/11/11

Ten year remembrance can be a sweater flung forward on the bed
the flat wool, colors arranged to express ones soul
of that moment; and big prayer for the world.




 Off to a big re-opening day at our Church! 
It has been such a long year and a few months,
after zillions of hours work and much generous
effort on so many peoples part and money ...
We are gathering to say "Thank you!"
and Hallelujah-

Flash Fiction 55: Up High on Bumble Bee Street

Hazy and hot enough that
inside your skin matches the air on it.
Two people walking ahead of me
this morning are tall, tan and
slim. They could have been drawn
by sand and pastels-that is how
grainy and soft the weather is.
Their calm easy steps belie
my excitement and anticipation of the beach!

FF 55 : After Watching Early Morning Cartoons:

Emmie grabbed the egg basket
and ran to the barn .
She froze in the aisle.One rabbit cage
was open and only three bunnies were left inside.

She heard some squawking in the loft.
When she got upstairs 5 bunnies
surrounded a hen on a hay bale.
Which came first the chicken or rabbit ?