Wednesday, December 29, 2010

FLY AWAY

Fly away free and unfettered
On the last rays of December days less bright
 Past the grasslands, mountains and oceans

Toward the pure blue heavens and the forgiving stars,
Where our mind is eased of sorrow and pain. 
Sailing on the transport of delight
through to the deep places of creation,
Into that creative zone where time stops,
And boundaries cease to exist,
Seek there a righteous place,
To laugh and love,
sing and play.
  Even before you have come back,
I have become intoxicated,
With much joy in anticipation,
when you set
your pen to paper and write
 
about truth and beauty that sets us free
Come then let us celebrate and fill our cups
with the gratitude of acceptance
and the colors of peace 
for the new year.
From the corners of my mind.  
 joanny


fin
photo via tumblr images: red leaf; red dress-Anatoly Beloschin: Beatrice Woods gold luster ware cup

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Soul on fire!

Fiery Flamenco over the dance beat
exuding  passion and fire for each
makes fire dance
tap tap tapping to the heavy pounding
twisting, arching,
foot fast rattling 
tap tap tapping to the flamenco beat


excerpt from my poem Steps in Time for the full version go here
fin

photo ffffound flamecowoman

Friday, December 17, 2010

Et pourtant

It was in Roueu, a quaint picturesque 
old city on the river Seine, 
that I came upon this place.
It was jutting out every which way, carved delicately out of stone.
It looked abandon ----
Et pourtant
The afternoon sun and the play of light dancing on the water
Seemed to awaken it to life..
Or did my eyes deceive me?
In I stepped...
Joyeux Noel

Fin

Friday Flash 55.....hosted by g-man

Monet's painting of Rouen Cathedral; Rouen is the ancient capital of Normandy
Chateau  -Dordogne, France:
google image of girl in doorway
Italian notebook  Presepe -angel in doorway artist Mario Carotenuto

note: I changed this post -- originally it was intended for a much larger prose - so it did not make sense when I edited it down --  therefore from a few comments I revised it and removed Rodin's painting of Minerva and added the girl in the doorway and the painting by Signor Carotenuto.

Monday, December 13, 2010

The Bewitching Hour!

A feeling of aliveness
City lights glare
Wide as high as near as far
An array of color floods into my eyes
Ah,
light shows at the
asphalt are playing tonight

 No need to look up
ORION
appears just above the  billboards
the universe of stars is barely visible
through the dazzling display of nightlights
on the freeway wall
MMM, the  taste of dust on my tongue
just as the  roar of the hot red car
speeding by drowns out my thoughts
gives me chills under my warm coat.
the car purrs along
while my thoughts return to you
makes my skin melt like butter.
Rain drops like silver glisten –
A red maple leaf spins with the wind and hits my windshield
 I drive mesmerized and hypnotized
by the silver pools of water splashing up
from the pavement while the windshield wipers
keeps time to the raindrops rhythmic beat.
Cars passing on by pay no attention
to the fate of the red maple leaf
cut loose by the wind tossing and tumbling and rolling
 along side my car trying hard to keep up
 a train whistle’s shrill voice quivers in the night air
like a sail made of stars singing a-cappella

 Wiper blades joins in to a 4/4 beat
Car engine whirling sounds like
.. my true love gave to me...
3 French Hens
2 Turtle Doves
And a Partridge in a Pearrrr..
Brake
lights
up
a
head!
smell of  pine scented smoke and
car exhaust mingle in the cold night air.
Home at Last!
 a bit of holiday sparkle --- you are waiting there!
   Fin
the author of this blog!



One Shot Wednesday hosted by Claudia… 
photo tumblr-sail dress-bed

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Best Morning Ever!

Mt  Hood  at  Sunrise
Have a beautiful  day everyone!
image 2nd photo rodneysmith

Friday, December 3, 2010

The Interplay with Nature!


Serpentine pathways
 harbor surprises
simple and rustic,
constantly  changing
 creates 

a different rhythm
in cadence with each step
from one pattern to another

the pause in between 
strikes the right chord
of inner  balance

forming the intimate
mood of  harmony

combining the interplay with nature
and the duality of forces
pairing the elements
 of yin and yang
in one single step!

Friday Flash 55 --hosted by g- ma
"The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
---Lao Tzu

 Portland’s Lan Su Chinese Garden is an authentic Suzhou-style garden and  was created to nurture and inspire all who visit,  it is little changed from what might have greeted you during the Ming dynasty in China.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

December Morn - Silver Lining

"Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud
Turn forth her silver lining on the night?" 

 Milton's (1634)
 * * *
Emerging under a canopy of cloudy skies,
the pale gold of a new day
in silence - makes it's entry 
this wet December morn.
 
Rain drops sprinkled by swaying branches
glitter against my window pane
they live - like a memory of a dream 
that never grows old, and the darkness
of night evaporates in the interplay 
of the pale light of the dawn, 

There at the edge where 
water and light embrace
to be united and absorbed
join in the wilderness
with the call of one solitary bird
breaking the silence - with sustained grace 
ushers in the miracle of the morning
of this incredible place! 

Fin

Imperfect prose  

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thankfully Simple!

Let us come together and celebrate
Each other and the Goodness
Of the Abundance of the Earth.
 May your Thanksgiving
 Rise above
the clamor of all that has yet to come!
Fin
photo credits  fffound- girl in water

Saturday, November 20, 2010

A gift from a far away place!

 With a cup of coffee in hand --  
listening to new songs with old words 
I lift the curtain and see,
brightened by the afternoon sun,
a timeless joy 
...a breath of flowers ...

with a note...
 ...comes along the wind.
art by joanny
Fin



photo #1  fffound- rodney smith, 2 fffound,  #3,4,5  by joanny, painting by joanny

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Love Potion Number Nine


Time  Passes.....
Morning follows night 
Seasons come and go
Love waxes and wanes
Distance separates.....
I still taste your lips
Smell your hair
Feel your touch 
 
My Heart aches for you 
 fin
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  photos via tumblr