Cancelled

Sometimes, death is preferable to breathing in yet another breath of sorrow.
I'm cancelled. It was so easy.

I haven't been doing much.
Nothing to say, nothing to show.
I've seen some great lightning storms,
but as you know,
they always end eventually.

daisy chain

one after one
white petals
split greens
wishes and wants

what a beautiful necklace they make.

Don't ever make friends with a Psychopath

I feel sorry for hateful, vindictive people with psychotic anger issues.

I am even sorrier when I meet one of them,
get sucked into their deception,
consider them a friend,
defend them to others,

and then find out their true colors when they take advantage
of my friendship, lie to me, and then have a scary psychotic outburst
and threaten me for daring to criticize their behaviour.

Weirdo Bastard Freakshow - I hope somebody hits you with a bus.

Pay me no mind.

I'm just a ghost,
a silent observer
sitting on the side,
watching you
and forming

opinions.

Dragon Lady

black dragons
with
glittering
scales
and
red gold eyes
wrap themselves
around bamboo brocade
and dare me
to release them
from their
kitschy
chopstick
prison...

Tick Tock Time

This room has a clock.

It is a loud, obnoxious, screaming thing
and the longer I stay in this space
the louder and more maddening the noise.

I should leave,

but

unfortunately for me,
the door is locked from the outside,
and there is nothing here
to smash it with.

gone

i'm really bummed about heath ledger.
his sudden death is really hitting me hard for some reason and i just can't stop thinking about it.

why does exceptional talent and beauty always have to go first? he was one of the good guys.

this may seem really callous, but people such as the current lot of no-talent, drug/booze snuffling crack-packers seem to just go on and on, ever in the news, partying, passing out, wrecking cars, destroying their careers and kids.....
they are the ones who, in my opinion, should be on the "out" list.

heath ledger was a real star.
i'll miss watching him work.

Beauty

insideoutside

horns are beep, beep, neeep, eep eeeeeeeping
cherry bombs pow pow, kapow, pow pow pow
dogs bark bark bark, growlf, gruff, bark bark
people in the box, blapity blah blah, laaaaaa

clock times tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
fingers click clack, click, clack, click click
atvs vroom vroom, blaaaappppp, vroom vroom
kids play hee heee, squeal, shout, ha haaaaaa

Marine

Rippling silver mercury passes by my anchored consciousness,
the sun rising like so many dawns,
overhead with silence and deafening songs.

I am helpess, watching as glass filaments plunge,
laden with good, beautiful, bad and ugly on golden barbs
destined, but chanced, for unwilling destructive flight.

And they come,
one by one my lovliest thoughts, my imaginative, painted muses
are ripped from their pensieve, fighting and struggling.

They lie here now,
colours fading, breath slowing, dying before my very eyes
on the floor where they were unceremoniously discarded.

My voyage continues,
back to the point of departure, sailing with my lifeless thoughts
as I take them home, their fate fulfilled, a feast, for all, their future.

Present

Golden truths
never
more truly
told
than by
copper coins
in
silver boxes,
bags,
ribbons
and bows...

Hope you're being good this year! ;)

Study of a Tower

See Photograsea for more photos. If blogger weren't so squirrely, and so frustrating to deal with these days, I would put more here and perhaps write something. But alas, I do not have time to sit here for a week waiting on blogger to upload them...

go on

There is no
saving
that
which is not
wanting
of rescue.

Shhhhh - you'll scare the fish...

Princess

Face

edit

editing twos
not three
take the back seat
views are better
from top
sides and under
change little
corrections in red
blue and black
squares behind
cake walk’s coming
look up
see what falls….

heat
sweaty, humid, dripping
heat
winds are whipping
sand is blowing
to step outside
is to step into hell
where the very air
feels
unbreathable.


it's hot today.

white

sweet fortune
awakes
this morning
wisp of light
opens eyes
I look out
frosted double panes
of a world
crystal white
sun over snow
turn
to the side
settle in
snug warm whisper
no work
nowhere
to go today.



.....Coyote has got me dreaming of winter.

Zoom Flit Zoom

Dragon

simple
moonlight shining
on a sea of clouds

silent
and cold

ice crystals
on my airplane window

as I wonder

what lies
ahead...

music music music

Slo Burn

Some new work.

I wish I could say I was magically inspired to do this, but in reality the only time I sketch is when I am so stressed out to the point I am going to self-combust. It's a survival measure. When the walls start shaking I get out the pencil and the flurry begins - sometimes for hours - then it's over. Does it help? I don't know, but at least I'm not on fire.

I lay
within my keep
eyes closed
below the light
and I wait
for the time
that He awakes me.

Chance happenings

are
the best part
of my day.