Little Red Spider Hood

Little Red Spider Hood
photograph by Michelle Lennon

So Many Masks....

So Many Masks....
Yet none completely hide me from me.


very odd...
nothing fits
puzzle pieces
intentionally twisted
placed on a board
upside down

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Woo Hooo... Another Summer Saturday

It is that day I savor for its particular
Summer Saturdays
I almost feel as if I am
Not ten or eleven but nine
Old enough to while away the
day absorbed in the imagination
but young enough to be
from worry
from lonliness
from any care but today
free with the hardest decision
simplicity itself - whether to go fishing at the pond
build a fort - ride bikes to the river
and lay back and listen to the horns of the tug boats go by
muddy muddy mississippi
sounds scents and sights.
Summer Saturdays

Friday, June 29, 2007

Oh Hello! It's Friday

Whatcha doing?

A Lovers Moon

A lover's moon

I look at the sliver of the waxing moon
reclining against a sky washed with steel blue
purpling slender clouds
fingers caressing
I know it is a lover's moon.
the scimitar curve with dual tips
razor points that rend and slice beyond healing
as a lover does in silent leave-taking.
A lover's moon.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Name that Tune

What do you think should be playing on this radio?

Tuesday, June 26, 2007


I am waiting for barren trees

for leaves that fall

without one breath ever being felt

I can see the color

but only in my memory

it flickers bright

but only for a moment


Monday, June 25, 2007

Saturday, June 23, 2007


Summer Saturdays.

Remember when you could jump out of bed throw on your swimsuit and shorts and be out of the house? Who knew where you would go. Beach or Swimming hole or the pool. You didn't worry about anything except perhaps being home by dark. Go ahead. Do it again. Give yourself a Summer Saturday... Even if it is in your own back yard with the kids and a hose.

Thursday, June 21, 2007


I am asked why is everything so dark.

I say it is not dark it is just the other side

of light...

If there is sun...

there will be a shadow

but would you

give up the sun just to avoid the shadow?

I think I will stay here in the sun today

and enjoy the shadows it casts.

Suicide and Silence

stiletto heels strike an assured cadence
stairway spiraling skyward
a sigh
a last single step
a downward symphony
slash stillness
sweet serene silence

Wednesday, June 20, 2007


I am resting
in the shadows
Of life
I can see the light from here
it can not blind me
with its hope
I can feel the warmth from here
it can not burn me
with its passion
I can cry here
no one hears
that is the point
of being here
for now

Of Fish and Lures

Often times....
I feel...

like a too small fish....
mesmerized. . .
by a too bright,
unattainable lure...
the lure flickers as it darts past...
tantalizes and mocks my simplicity...
as it dangles briefly...
teasing, intentionally...
then draws away...
leaving a faint trail...
that fades...
along with the allure of it.


"The most beautiful thing we can experience
is the mysterious. It is the source of all true
art and all science. He to whom this emotion
is a stranger, who can no longer pause to
wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as
dead: his eyes are closed."
(Albert Einstein)

Tuesday, June 19, 2007


spring rain falls...

one droplet trails down the pane of glass

its course wavering

it touches another

they form together


together they move a course

unsteady, halting, shifting

their course ever traveling downward

their goal unknown

the glass holds imperfections

moving headlong

their journey seemingly smooth

the shimmer of the distortion draws them

only beauty do they see in the flaw

as they touch it together

it splits them asunder

they travel on alone

each carrying a part of the other

downward into the unknown.



"Surround Me" by Chris Sotiri

"Surround Me" by Chris Sotiri

I am not sure how things happen nor can I explain them... be that as it may this man's music came into my world. The how isn't important... But the first song I listened to "Surround Me" exposed, expressed and exhaled how I feel.
More of his music can be found

Wash away this life, put it all behind
Won't take anymore, this tired soul can't fight
I am not afraid, to leave everything
There's a world, where I won't be in pain

Surround Me, Surround Me
I've lost what I need
Surround Me, Surround Me

My heart was torn away, ever since that day,
Never will forget, one fateful mistake
Visions of the end, play back time again
There's a place, where I won't feel a thing

Surround Me, Surround Me
I've lost what I need
Surround Me, Surround Me

How can one live, just suffering,
How can one live, so helplessly,
How do you live??

Surround Me, Surround Me
I've lost what I need
Surround Me, Surround Me

Surround Me, Surround Me
I found I'll never be
Surround Me

Borrowed Time

Borrowed Time

what will you leave unsaid?

what will you leave unsaid?
We don't get time back. But we can make the most of our future.

The Missing Piece

The Missing Piece
Song by Don Rudnickas

The Missing Piece by Don Rudnickas

I am convinced... we all want to find that missing piece. But what do we do if we do find it?


Life Burnishes our souls creating a patina and yet it is still beautiful splinters and all.

Trouble Sick by Don Rudnickas

Trouble Sick by Don Rudnickas
Below is a new song by my buddy Don... All Rights Reserved.

Trouble Sick by Don Rudnickas.

Click to Play

Patiently Waiting

Patiently Waiting
Image by L Margaux

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