an urban window
a patchwork of buildings
backyard clothes
singing in their
jazz colors
.
imagine
in colorful design
hiding scary images
out of doors
.
enjoy your story
made of patches
with picot edges
Posted in Poetry, Purple Journal Entries, Writing, tagged inspiration, Le Artiste Boots, Life, Musings, poetry, Thoughts, Windows on January 26, 2012|
an urban window
a patchwork of buildings
backyard clothes
singing in their
jazz colors
.
imagine
in colorful design
hiding scary images
out of doors
.
enjoy your story
made of patches
with picot edges
Posted in Variations on a Theme, tagged After Narcissus, inspiration, Kites, music, Navy Pier, poetry, Thoughts, travel, Windows, writing on December 28, 2011|
XXXVI
patterns
shadows of the clouds
destination
unexpected
XXXVII
tulips
a childhood garden
once grown
now grace
my window sill
XXXVIII
nightshade
we block out
the darkness
afraid to be alone (more…)
Posted in Variations on a Theme, tagged After Narcissus, family, food, inspiration, Le Artiste Boots, nature, poetry, Thoughts, Windows, writing on December 26, 2011| 1 Comment »
shade
a greater intensity
of color
in the coolness
of shade
XXVII
picture window
so much activity
outside
to overwhelm
those inside
XXVIII
winter
there is beauty
in frozen leaves
waiting for spring
XXIX
the biggest window
look out to understand
the great wealth of things
so much to do
XXX
snow and lace
the stage curtains opened
to the people’s play
XXXI
revival of the spirit
saving scraps
and memories
to use one day
revival of craftsmanship
XXXIII
a place to rest
bring warmth inside
with color and music
nature is delicately screened
XXXIV
crystals
jack is seldom
mentioned or seen
with central heating
frost no longer
ices the window
XXXV
nourishment
once dinner time
meant gathering
family and friends
now enjoy meals
even if alone
Posted in Variations on a Theme, Windows, tagged After Narcissus, Books, inspiration, Life, poetry, Thoughts, Trees, Victory Gardens, Windows, writing on December 22, 2011| 4 Comments »
Windows
I
patio
a corner outside
my window
a place of
rest and
contemplation.
II
one of many
some trees stand out.
III
there are no words
in the landscape’s
plan.
IV
look for the most riches
outside the gate
V
books
diaries and journals
open windows
close memories
there are public
and private gardens.
VI
plants for
vegetables yes
but flowers too.