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(1) I don’t know this to be John A Reyes’ truth but for me “Mornings With You” captures precious moments with our children.
(2) From “Ghost Rider” …made shapes with my body / that it wasn’t supposed / to make… Brilliant.
(3) Some of us possess random thought seeds and others of us have farmers’ markets waiting to happen, i.e. Wyrd Smythe
“When you publish a blog post, it is just that: A post. It is not a blog!”
*crosses arms over chest like a pissed off teenager* Fine! Like, whatever.
I’d braid your hair
with the rays of morning.
I would tie it up
with the dawn-colored ribbons
from the clouds
while breathing in your amber.
I would hum a tune
so the birds can sing for you.
I would cherish
your morning dew eyes,
glistening from the sunrise,
when they look into mine.
I let a ghost
drive my body last night.
Let it peer over
my steering wheel.
It drove me to the disco,
made shapes with my body
that it wasn’t supposed
It reversed me into line,
fishtailed through the mall,
donutted around the cinema
and crashed me into the river.
There, it drown me in the weir pool,
the brown sludge settling in my lungs.
Now, I’m the ghost, and
I’m hitching for a ride home.
Alas (and also alack), with all that’s been going on lately, my Artistic Muse has temporarily fled (she’s almost as prone to suddenly vanishing as her sister, Lady Luck). As such, I’m not feeling much inspiration towards posting right now.
But my Nine Year Blog Anniversary is nearly here, and I’m determined to publish post #1000 to celebrate it. Pulling that off requires three posts between now and then (not to mention figuring out what to write for post #1000).
So today I thought I’d take care of a bunch of random notes.
These are all from my collection of “seeds” — jotted ideas that caught my fancy and seemed capable of growing into a post. Metaphorically, to do that they need planting, watering, and nurturing. Some seem almost eager to grow.
Others sit waiting for… something. A few need fertilizing research on my part (and I’ve been putting off the effort). Others are so slight and small I’m not sure planting them is worthwhile.
Brain Bubbles posts were intended for the smaller seeds, although lately I’ve gotten into the habit of using them as collections of seeds. (I just can’t seem to get into short-form blogging. I don’t tweet. I’m not sure I understand the concept.)
In any event, here is another seed collection…
read the full piece here