'Play
steady', - aka 'live steady'. In balance.
Is
it possible? Who can...
He's
trying to follow my instruction -
to
raise the wrist while climbing 'roll ups'
with
fingers, cheeks getting blush (anger?),
eyes
– pregnant of tears, boiling...
oh,
boy...- 'please, go wash your face',
(and
all fear), - I send him to bathroom (my student)...
so
many times praying: 'don't take
my
advise too close...we're working...
mastering
skills...scales are tricky...
you
have to be ready to walk along
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Sunday, September 29, 2013
Steady
Sunday, September 22, 2013
The Law of 3 claws
The Moth and the Lamp, Cesar Santos
Bizarre rash of apples happened this fall, when wind
came to rule the roost in the grove. Toll pile of new homes was filled by the
end of the day.
From cradle yet babies have learned the Law of 3
claws:
fight tooth and claw , when claw your way to the top,
and keep/get
the claw into fortune.
Many chose to live as exiles in the secret of metamorphosis.
The sophisticated chrysalises swayed in whistling waves of shepherd wind’ stories. Their vibrant images penetrated through elastically transparent skin, fascinated virgins.
the claw into fortune.
Many chose to live as exiles in the secret of metamorphosis.
The sophisticated chrysalises swayed in whistling waves of shepherd wind’ stories. Their vibrant images penetrated through elastically transparent skin, fascinated virgins.
One story - about
tiger moth, produced ultrasonic clicks with its body to confuse bats by jamming
their sonar. Another – a story of Madagascar
moth, who could win the prize for the unique reaching 14 inches tongue.
Archie had no clues how to get out to free himself. Once,
when he fell asleep- the spirits with wings surrounded him with words: “It’s
very bright. Be careful!”
Peering in their faces ….
An awakening has stunned, burning smoke got a hold of all senses…
An awakening has stunned, burning smoke got a hold of all senses…
-
Ah, - Archie embraced his fear of darkness. – “WingedTapestries: Moths At Large” at American Museum of Natural History (NY) – exhibition NOW open.
- Informed the brochure he brought from the local library.
Images credits: The Mag and Sunday Whirl
Friday, September 20, 2013
Oh, smiling face
Vibrant, easygoing, he approached people and the
routine
in a blink of eye, tolerating with dignity freezing pause in
response
or acrylic nails’ knock, echoing whole day in the brain…
Handsome, with bursting smile, always ready to turn in
choleric
laugh, this man has become the walking example of the best…
Today at the director' office, facing the fact of
extraordinary
business trip, feeling as if stepped in icy water, he
inadvertently
dropped his face: ‘What the…’
Little sparks spilled all over the room…
When his great soul had shriveled to fit back to body,
frustrated teacher has found himself in the midst of hysterically
laughing
colleagues…
Image credit: wallpaperstock.net
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Fascination
Fascinating full moon..
your voice in my pocket -
feeling secure,
learn who I’m not… .
fascinating full moon…
as reflective radar -
haunting signals
reminds who we are… .
fascinating nature…
as smile on gem's facet -
spotlight on invisible
destiny pace… .
Theme Thursday
IGWRT
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Hold me Not
So fragile hand of nature…
single leaf catching
from burning tree
predicament leave of fall
bookmark between heart plates
manipulative hats
wore when performed as master
in sumptuous vibrant feast.
Now vacuous, in blurry vision, dissolved…
whose fault…leaf turned violet…
please, slather the air on my
shortbread.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Jazz jam session
Jazz jam session
only one eighth note
becomes a prelude
to Love in progression…
B-A-C-H anagram –
touch profondo flat B
rest, breathe out an Air
in climax crescendo to C
swiftly vanish in H
with morendo.
Pizzicato from bass
descended whipped cream
whoop-du-da-du
picked by squabble
trumpet with sourdine
wa-wa - wa-wa
amplified by drum
booom-purum-pum-poom
pacified trombone
sliding down to minor
in piano swing
s-s-s-swish (plates)
final quavering tone…
From short shore
(staccato) of impression
to lago-o-on of sensations
dive out whole
dive out whole
stand spring tall
at ping-pong jam session
emphasize, vocalize,
live jazz…
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Archie the Worm
That day, when I wandered after first
autumn rain
along the fresh glowing on the sun
puddles,
Archie seemed has been busy observing
an apple stalk, thrown by someone in a
puddle.
Large spotted ladybug perched on the top
of it,
as if glued, ignoring sliding juicy
surface.
On the side below, two ants teamed up
working hard
sawed the piece to take out for
breakfast.
A
colorful butterfly fluttered above them,
looking for the spot to land.
Nobody noticed an appearance of Archie the
Worm…
He froze for while swaying into melancholy
of doubt: to come or not to come closer…
Following the ripples in the puddle, it
was easy
to guess his thoughts…
To come now
would be a blunder. Archie
cringed just imagined as if in a dream
the scene with a Ladybug slowly falling
at him, squashing his guts…
Zigzagging his ring-shaped torso
Archie framed the puddle in digress.
One more chapter’s completed.
Archie was a Book Worm.
Three Word Wednesday
Open Link Night
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Heavenly socks
“All socks go to heaven”
Anonymous
I saw a flock
offsuit flying socks
in the midst of afternoon
shocked …
when temp climbs up
to 90 degrees
they’re flying to North-
debris
of what so valuable
wear when cold –
unclaimed,
intending to fetch
socks’re flying
to match with others
free open hearted
socks
so if you notice them
staring at you
from happy received
feet –
know-they’re proud
couple who found
the way to fit.
Image credit: www.palyvore.com
Theme Thursday: socks
d'Verse OpenLinkNight
Poetry Jam: lost
Sunday, September 8, 2013
The answer
So intricate way of drifting
at central avenue dreams
in scattered magic dimension
a buffoon used to intrigued me in
Above the jelly clouds
in cranberry only stains
below the vigilant bell roulade
pays off your choice to change
Sunday Mini Challenge: Doctor Mouse Is In the House!
Friday, September 6, 2013
Riddles at d'Verse
1.
Once
One
Would love
To become
A stimulating
A nurturing master of fun
2.
Day
Night
Between
Black and White
Neither left nor right
Juggling in the midst of madness
3.
Free
Breath
Inhale
Morning scent
Crispy yet novel
Power to change world tenderly
Answers: Security, Balance, Love
d'Verse
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Grey Days
I parted the curtains. Sky struck me with
bruising
hues, flowed chaotically, formed amazing maze
with no exit…
The light waned from time to time.
Migrating pouty clouds slided annoyingly
back and forth.
Head started spinning. No balance…
Lied down. Closed eyes.
But still seeing them…
What the challenge
to keep the balance,
even for weather…
Sun’s golden ray in disgust reached the
curtain,
hiding ironical smile: soon wadded
blessing
will be released for good.
Three Word Wednesday
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Feathers of thoughts
Close to scarlet sunset
feathers of thoughts
silhouette
swaying on oiled surface
(whether they copied or paced)
marks inky stars
shooting and lost
into wet hole
of doubt…
Sunday Whirl
On the bough
Oh, those sticking twigs
always telling truth
sending words whips
strict orchestral voodoo
hidden from hippo jaws
struck on the tree top
holding magic jar
growing wings and claw
building bow – no darts
project peace – no war
will I win the hugs
sawing off the bough…
Image credit: Jeanie Tomanek
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