It's misty not
quite a fog or rain but wet
enough for reflection
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Christmas Cups
Advent begins with
a candle the air glistens
briefly the dark night recedes
its splendor for a spark
a candle the air glistens
briefly the dark night recedes
its splendor for a spark
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Grids
Her dark eyes look forward
beyond the frame to a dream
she already knows
will never be
anything but
a dream
beyond the frame to a dream
she already knows
will never be
anything but
a dream
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Flamboyant
I shall wear a skirt of roses
and starlight at my neck
I shall steer my boat towards beauty
regardless of a wreck
and starlight at my neck
I shall steer my boat towards beauty
regardless of a wreck
Friday, November 21, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Late Fall
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Unseasonable

Blogged with the Flock Browser
Despite the clouds heat
presses down until we sweat
like glasses of iced tea
in November
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Armando's
Friday, November 14, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Friday, November 07, 2008
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Washing
we used to hang
our clothes on lines to dry
now only Autumn leaves
wait for the wind to
blow them clean away
our clothes on lines to dry
now only Autumn leaves
wait for the wind to
blow them clean away
Worth Remembering
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.
Yes we can.
It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can to justice and equality.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can.
We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.
We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...they will only grow louder and more dissonant ........... We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.
But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.
Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea --
Yes. We. Can.
Monday, November 03, 2008
If you vote, Starbucks buys your coffee
This is a really great ad;the free coffee is just frosting on the cake.
Sunday, November 02, 2008
Darkness
In the morning we rose
to find the rain vanished
the clouds and sky bright
as new-washed linens
and flowers impervious
to shortened day
held back the dark
in petal's disarray
to find the rain vanished
the clouds and sky bright
as new-washed linens
and flowers impervious
to shortened day
held back the dark
in petal's disarray
Saturday, November 01, 2008
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