Carried Away

Still and tall gold and green crops Dry under the sun The moon up before sunset Shows their true colors I wonder when looking At the full harvest moon Will take its toll on me

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Ray and Bob knew That time Couldn’t be counted on Days only meant hours Spent that didn’t add up To anything but years

It's starting No not Spring The slipping Bring your own Copper cup I'll fill it up Spend my money Empty the vessel Trip on a stone See the sights Wish I was home

The bee cannot find the hive No honey to make Just a stinger in the behind Blood moon rising Fool’s lips try to bind Fail to trouble The invincible season The mindful mind

Send money to the lemmings so they stop pulling their chutes There’s a new book on Burroughs we must buy Dry as dry as can be cured by cracking beeswax This color feels good when I paint a splotch Top of the John Hancock for carrot cake to celebrate I don’t want to be late but early doesn’t sound good either Perhaps I should be on time One moment at a time

It’s all because of the letter V I wonder how we're going to save the world Taking money out of the Pig My heart and mind are two children Venom slows me down Ravens are lost in Duluth Cold as an owl irruption I forgot the age of unforgettable I save all of your sunsets She loves to study the Black Death Mining indigo with Greeks Bones break like glass

A dusty forgotten book found on how to rescue a relationship That can’t be rescued and would it have been? A dead man with a needle in his arm sitting on a toilet A waste of a perfectly good life, we get one A terminally ill girl who went to prom with her boyfriend and town I never went to prom, but I’m alive

British Suri is decidedly daft I said call Rich's cell Not stock price of Dell A ketchup bottle thrown Across the kitchen Has high impact on naughty Fodder for the wee gee And gossip mill Keep your pills They make us slow Pretty little policeman Sit in the snow Don't forget to write About surfing with Kelly And flying at night

There is distraction in my mind To be in a moment Different than the one I'm in To fast forward to the life I desire and deserve Yes I deserve to be happy! My soft heart has taken a beating Pun not intended but serves I've earned my stripes and badges I've honored everyone else Sacrificed skin and bone And yet the snow falls

I talked to a friend of mine who has cancer and a multitude of other diseases, yet she lives life to the fullest. She took me to a trapeze class. She got a cowbell clang for her efforts, I was lucky to climb the ladder, swing and land on the net. She told me, "Stand in your truth." If you think about it, it's harder than it may seem (at least for me). Everything about you is your truth. Of course, the journey involves finding out who you are and then accepting yourself. For exactly who you are. And then there's the part about other people accepting your truth! It's too much! Yet I must try. My friend is losing her job in June and she's going to travel the Australian countryside in a van for awhile. I've decided to tell myself, "Stand in your truth. It'll be alright. Someday." More cowbell!!

I’ve been thinking a lot about fire lately.   I’d like to sit by a warm fire, I feel like I’m in hell, burning ring of fire (hello Johnny & June). But mostly I think this… I do not fear walking through fire with you.   I fear not being with you.

My life is shaping Every minute now Pricked by the sharpest pin Burned by ambivalence Starved by the fishermen Carved in the softest pine I am a sculpture Of rings

Storms crush my footprints I wasn’t there long enough For them to last Too bad the Irish priest Can’t tell me what to do Where to be Who to be How to be He’d give me the blessing God I need it May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be always at your back, May the sun shine warm upon your face, The rains fall soft upon your fields and, Until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

I think my idea of funny has changed over the past year since my husband passed away. And I like to post things that are slightly amusing (to me if no one else). Am I still funny and witty? A lot of ideas about things have changed over the past year. It seems like I’ve had a re-boot of my life. I’m starting over in many ways. There are pros and cons to that. I always marvel at people who have lists and accomplish so much crossing off things from the lists. Done! Got it! Fixed it! The most I’ve been able to piece together and look at consistently is a list of groceries that we need or a rather short to do list (Post office, Target, Bank). I thought I might try to write some of my accomplishments down for the heck of it. We’re almost to the end of the year (crazy!) so why not? Outside • Understand more about levers and buttons on tractor • Know how to hook up and use tractor sprayer attachment • Know how to fix and winterize sprayer attachment • Know how to spray the field with ...

I had a recent conversation about a man in his 50’s who was well-respected and had a decent career in the medical field that changed his name from Jeffrey to Will. I don’t know if he went through legal channels or made it official, but even if it’s his middle name, why make the switch now? I cynically thought it was because he would like to make sure he’s in his partner’s will (he’s in his 80’s). A leap? Perhaps. I just don’t know what would possess someone to make that change when there wasn’t something like a divorce, move into the witness protection program or new CD coming out with the new moniker. It confuses everyone and they end up having bane conversations like this and wasting moments they’ll simply never get back. ”Well, Will said that he thought the cabernet we had last week at Deb and Al’s party was “too young”, what do you think?” “Do you mean Jeffrey?” “Oh yes, sorry, Jeffrey who now goes by Will.” “When did that happen?” “I don’t know, I guess I found out at Pet...

I've had a big revelation in my wee little life this past year.  Find your passion and the world will change for you!  There is no guarantee that all of the changes will be welcomed in all facets of your life, but overall, the universe will smile upon you.  And who doesn't want that?!  I realized that my passion in life is writing.  I need to write, it's an integral part of who I am and helps make me a complete person. I am able to love more, understand more, see more, hear more.  It's tough to explain, but if you've found your passion, it's like you get it, you're awake - you were given the key, the de-coder ring and it is a load off!  I read "The Alchemist" for book club - it's a good "find your passion" primer.  I am quite sure there is a section in most book stores devoted to finding yourself, but I don't know if it's as hard as we make it out to be.  The reason I say that is I was recently in a tiny bookstore in Col...

I walked outside barefoot Under the pink and blue sunset To listen for my oriole Arms crossed to ward off A cold night that didn't exist I tried to hear his melody Only imitators and purple finches Dined as if they were owed the oranges I had reserved for my annual friend No one can replace his persimmon coat The song that makes music a need And defines a hope for summer

I don’t remember a time that I didn’t have a book on my bedside table. I love books. I come by this adoration honestly. My parents are both avid readers. My mom prefers fiction and my dad likes some fiction, but is able to devour non-fiction as well. Words have always had a huge impact on me. Written and spoken. It’s just the way I’m wired. I have so many books in my bedroom just waiting to be opened and enjoyed. I prefer fiction because, like movies, I view reading as a form of escapism - going to a different place, learning something new, gaining a new perspective, using my imagination. I have tried some non-fiction, but that John Adams book has been sitting on my pile for years now. The funny part is, I think it’s my dad’s book, but neither of us is sure whose it really is. I have a ton of respect for John Adams, George Washington and the conundrum Thomas Jefferson. The most I can do is watch the John Adams HBO mini-series (which is excellent by the way). Part of my problem is ti...

Some friends came to visit and we played the kid version of "Would You Rather...?".  The adult version is called "Zabmondo", but it's the same premise, just more adult content.  It has a couple of different types of challenges.  An example might involve deciding if you would rather eat gum from the seat in a movie theater OR eat a partially eaten hamburger that was thrown in the garbage.  I'd have to think about that one.  My daughter was gracious enough to accept the dare of wearing black eye-liner glasses painted on her face the entire night.  She looked like a fanatical Harry Potter fan, but she accepted the challenge with glee and even had her picture taken smiling the entire time.  Ah, youth! I have been collecting some pictures from the countryside lately and I decided to pose to you a Would You Rather Challenge.  Would you rather - install and use a used free toilet that someone generously put on their lawn for sale? OR Would ...