Monday, July 31, 2006

poetry contest!!!

my friend and fellow PKer, chris george has a poetry contest
going on over at his blog. check it out. you might surprise yourself!

go on, you know you want to...

What inspires you? Tell me in a poem of thirty lines or less, any form. Send your entries to me at by midnight on Thursday, August 31, Eastern time. Winners will be published on my blog and first prize winner also receives a copy of the CD of the Charlotte production of highlights from the musical by composer Erik Sitbon and myself, "Jack The Musical: The Ripper Pursued." Good luck!

Chris George
my "crap" file is now the only file with papers
in it except for those poems that have been accepted
or published!

i emptied every other file into the crap one
i have to be honest with myself. maybe seeing it
will make me get my ass in gear and write better! s
monday morning, hot, hazy, STICKY!!!!

my tomatoes are big enough that i can
see them from my window. there are about
4, marble sized little tomatoes and more blossoms!

nothing much else going on. s

Saturday, July 29, 2006

here we are, loyal order of the owls scholarship committee & the head of the ladies aux.

and the winners for this year!


Friday, July 28, 2006

blueberries blueberries, BLUEBERRIES!!!!

when to a farm out in butler to get some corn
(15 doz. ) for the club picnic. while we were there
i got some peppers and tomatoes and basil and a cantaloupe
some garlic and BLUEBERRIES!!!!!

they had peaches, but they were rather expensive so i wouldn't
have had enough to make a pie or a cobbler.

so i've made half a dozen trips to the fridge to grab
a few berries to pop into my mouth!

i had a sandwich of fresh tomato slices and fresh basil
with kosher salt and butter on white bread for lunch.

there's not much better! s
trying out some animal jokes:

for bob-

Top 9 Signs Your Cat Has Learned Your Internet Password
9. E-mail flames from some guy named "Fluffy."
8. Traces of kitty litter in your keyboard.
7. You find you've been subscribed to strange newsgroups like alt.recreational.catnip.
6. Your mouse has teeth marks in it... and a strange aroma of tuna.
5. Hate-mail messages to Apple Computers, Inc. about their release of "CyberDog."
4. Your new ergonomic keyboard has a strange territorial scent to it.
3. You keep finding new software around your house like CatinTax and WarCat II.
2. On IRC you're known as the IronMouser.
and the #1 Sign Your Cat Has Learned Your Internet Password...

1. Little kitty carpal-tunnel braces near the scratching post.


how can you tell if an elephant's been in your fridge??

by the footprints in the butter!!!!

that was one of my daughter's favorites when she was in kindergarten. s

a dance, or 2

oh how i danced
and why did i dance
that way?

a glance became a look
the music gave permission
a voyeur, an occasion of sin
it's beat like a heart in the dark
louder faster


bodies, just whispers away
someone asking
someone, moving closer

believe it or not, i'm running out of chicken jokes.
i may have to start posting other jokes on fridays.

oh, the humanities!!!!!
Why did the dinosaur cross the road?

Because chickens hadn't evolved yet

silly, silly, silly!!!!!

Thursday, July 27, 2006

verizon had my computer down for most of the morning!
took 45 minutes on the phone just to find out that it was verizon!

made me CRAZY!!!!! s

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

"The most important thing in communication is to hear what isn't being said."

Peter F. Drucker

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

the tree is down. the only things
left are big sections that will be hauled away.
there is no noise now. s
blogthingy- because they are still cutting the tree and the shredder is scary
and i can't watch! s

You Are Balanced -
Realist -
You feel your life is controlled both externally and internally.You have a good sense of what you can control and what you should let go.Depending on the situation, you sometimes try to exert more control.Other times, you accept things for what they are and go with the flow.You are a realist when it comes to luck.You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random.You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you...But you do your best to try to make your own luck.When it comes to who's in charge, it's you.Life is a kingdom, and you're the grand ruler.You don't care much about what others think.But they better care what you think!
2 men are cutting down one of my neighbor's oaks.
these oaks are so beautiful. they must be well over
100 years old and huge. it is between his house
and mine and he was worried that it
was leaning towards his house. it isn't,
according to the tree man, but it's coming down.
this tree is at least 40 ft high and i am saddened.

the noise is appropriate i think for the death
of something only the divine could create. it
shouldn't go quietly.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

the poem below is one of a few that are
thematic in my work. there are subtle differences
in them but it comes down to the same sort of
emotions, none are pleasant ones. s
tick talk

the clock is ticking
time we piss away
talking around it over it
anything but

talking about it
while the clock ticks
and the moment slips away.

i want to give congrats my friend
butch on becoming a grandpap of
a beautiful baby girl!

"Love is not just looking at each other,
it's looking in the same direction."

Antoine de Saint-Exupery

went to the polka dance last night.
it was packed! i liked watching all the older people having
such fun. i had a few slow dances, but as i said, i'm not
a polka dancer so i sat at the bar and talked with friends and
some of the people that came with the band. i was introduced to
SLIVOVITZ, a colorless plum brandy that the band drank at each
break. i was not brave or silly enough to try it, especially after
they let me smell the stuff! ah god, it smells like paint thinner
and they gleefully agreed that it WAS very much like paint thinner
but it was SLIVO and that was a good thing!
the bartender, a friend, told me of a time when a team of lady ballplayers
were in town from croatia, i think. she said they drank every one of those
tough, mine town regulars under the table. these ladies grew up with the stuff.
i think these polka players did as well. i was amazed to watch them.
needless to say, a good time was had by all! s

Saturday, July 22, 2006

when it began

i didn't even notice
it was a small thought

right before i'd reach to turn off
the bedside lamp
one last glance around to
make sure everything was in it's place and

wondering if i'd open my eyes in the morning
or not wake at all.

then i began to notice
that small thought
one among the many

as i'd leave to go out
reaching out to turn on the porch light

looking around my living room
thinking suddenly that
i might not be back to unlock the door
and turn the light on.

Friday, July 21, 2006

“Is a dream a lie if it don't come true, or is it something worse?”

Bruce Springsteen

is it?? s

Thursday, July 20, 2006

from MY BACK PAGES in 'THE BYRDS 20 essential tracks'

" Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
too noble to neglect
deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
good and bad, I define these terms
quite clear, no doubt somehow
ah, but i was so much older then
I'm younger than that now."

the last two lines even now touch my heart. s
laundry day

harsh light from a bare bulb
pushes down on my shoulders
cool white on the dark blue of
sheets still warm from the dryer
shadows like old stains
line the creases as i fold them along with
the memories of long time pretences
once, twice three times
squared and neatly done with a practiced hand.
friday's chicken joke today! in case we get those damn storms and
i lose power or have to shut my computer down!

i like this because falwell makes my skin crawl (HEY i rhymed, whoda thunk it??!)

JERRY FALWELL: why'd the chicken cross the road?????

Because the chicken was gay! Isn't it obvious? Can't you people see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the "other side. That's what they call it - the other side. Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay.And, if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media white washes with seemingly harmless phrases like "the other side."
"When words leave off, music begins."

Heinrich Heine
When women are depressed they either eat or go shopping.
Men invade another country.-

Elayne Boosler-

Wednesday, July 19, 2006


with nails cut short
even a small skin tremble
makes earthquakes pale.
went to the mall and to dinner with my daughter
and granddaughter. i ran amuck (for me) at the new
SEPHORA there. oh god. i bought a new blush and a freakishly
expensive lip pencil but i have been a little down lately and
i had a little mad money AND it was just too good!

then my daughter and my little smoochie cute granddaughter
took me to a sushi place. (i didn't eat any sushi, i hate fish, raw fish ugh! )
but i did have a chicken dish and boiled soybeans which mai just adores!
i'm getting better with chopsticks. my kid is a pro with them.
i had a can of Tibetan tea. oh my, i loved it. it's like a carbonated tea
and i think it has ginger and some other things in it. i've never seen it anywhere else.
it's really good.

so i say, ladies, run, RUN to SEPHORA and run amuck a little! s
nice day today! not too hot, yet!
nice day today. not too hot, yet!
it was cool

to be a poet in the 60's
cool and common.
blue jeaned guys looking for
a piece while writing about peace.
blue jeaned girls
chanting for peace while
being a piece, and writing about it.
bumming a smoke, toke, god what a joke
but it was cool and it was common.
it was ours.

bob with his " who, ME?" look.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

as you can see, i got some new pictures developed. s

my pink lily.

this was one my mom gave me.

i have a pink and a red and a peach colored one.

my rosebush.

he isn't doing well, but i am hoping

that he'll do ok.

my tomato plant!

he has 2 little flowers on him and i'm

proud of him!

brand new picture of bob!
the cost of mistaken notions

young foolishly so
to think safety was a someone

a someplace else
anywhere other than there.

only now with lined skin
and silvered hair

and mistaken notions
unmistakably clear

can i count the cost
as far too dear.

Monday, July 17, 2006

6:30p.m. hot!
i probably just annoyed friends and family so
why not some of you guys? ; )

it's a petition i just got from i signed the last petition and this one,
some of you can sign this one as well?

i am melting,
vanilla ice cream in a puddle! s
a note here. awhile back i wrote a post about some nasty
comments i had gotten.
i want people to know that i had some very
specific people in mind. i was not
saying that people that disagree with me
or tease me are bad people.
i was speaking of 1 or 2 (i hope it's only 1 or 2 )
that called me names or called my daughter names,
writing me snarky, nasty little e-mails to my hotmail
address for this blog or a comment on other's blogs.
i hope i didn't offend anyone
else except those 1 or 2. thanks, s

going to the mid 90's today

they say it will feel like 101

ozone action day as well! s

Sunday, July 16, 2006

i wanted to say hi to sara, boag's wife and to
randy and thea. HI!

this is what i feel like at times guys!

sunday morning, another hot one.
had a nice time at the picnic yesterday
a few of us took a walk through some of
the wooded parts of the park, i didn't even
know that path was there. it was nice and shaded
and cool. s

Saturday, July 15, 2006

this is sweetlips.

she is a babydoll, great big brown eyes!

can you believe she was adopted by becky

because her former owner abused her?

bad juju went his way, i'm certain! s

Friday, July 14, 2006

blogthing on a friday afternoon!

What Your Soul Really Looks Like

You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or even a completely different life.You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you.Your near future is likely to be filled with great successes and accomplishments. You just need to figure out how to get there.For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust
the blogger germlins are afoot!
“Joy's recollection is no longer joy, while sorrow's memory is sorrow still”

Lord Byron
“Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves.”

Lord Byron
you come in

like walking through
an unlocked door
you, but not you

dreams are that way
sweet invasions
retreating from the dawn

i make a song of it
so morning will not steal you away.
there are 2 chicken jokes here if you look. s
why did the chicken cross the road?

Walt Whitman:

"To cluck the song of itself."

hey, it's 1 a.m. wadda ya expect? s

Thursday, July 13, 2006

i love certain soaps. i have really sensitive skin
so i have a few different bars in the tub. i have to switch every few days.
i love ivory soap. some things stand the test of time.
i wonder if there's a poem in there somewhere along with the lather? s

i didn't want hooch

to feel left out.

he's shivers( the husky) buddy!

i have to get a picture of sweetlips

she's the 3rd canine of the 3 musketeers

over at GL's.


what comes in the night
those whispers often
shine in

half awake moments
unguarded by our adultness
by the ways we

must feel, should think
grab what comes with both hands
dig your nails in.

KDKA radio!

this is my aura's color! (i answered all the questions
BUT they didn't ask about my chocolate addiction, hummm? )

Your Aura is Blue

Spiritual and calm, you tend to live a quiet but enriching life.You are very giving of yourself. And it's hard for you to let go of relationships.The purpose of your life: showing love to other people

Famous blues include: Angelina Jolie, the Dali Lama, OprahCareers for you to try: Psychic, Peace Corps Volunteer, Counselor
BLOGTHINGS. what age are you? says :

You Are 27 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

yes, i think so. i'm looking for the child/ young adult i never really was.
that's a good thing i think. s
you know what day it is, don't you, hummmm?

you got it, friday. CHICKEN JOKE DAY!!!!

why does a chicken cross a road???

Sir Isaac Newton-

"Chickens at rest tend to stay at rest. Chickens in motion tend to cross the road."
"Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once."

Robert Browning

think what you will of me
make it up, make it do
make it fit

do what needs to be done
whatever, however you want
or can manage

or don't.

i will make do, make sure
make out or make it up
or not.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

just my style

i wear you well
dressed in warm breath
sliding your glance up each leg
fastening each with a dream
i slip my feet into joy
and head out the door.
you suit me



there is ink for my skin
in colors still not chosen
the buzz of a steel bee's sting
this poem below is a small one that i've reworked countless
times. i probably will yet again as time goes on. s

those younger days
i stood fast, certain
in my soul.

white and black
wrong and right

now i see in shades of grey
as wisdom comes with age
and reason to my soul.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006


pudd'n sent me the picture
of GL and him at the pirates game.

i wanted everyone to see them.
they are really cool friends! s
well, here it is. the end of the great chipmunk adventure:

it took 3(count em 3!)adults a broom and a bath towel
but we got that houdini of the rodent world out the front door
with a hearty farewell and a slam of the screendoor he is off
with tales to tell his grandmunks about! s

bob tho, is big time po'd!

this is a chipmunk

(grinny in pittsburgese)

my little desperado is an old guy, lots of grey

very experienced in evading cats and poets!

i'm getting damn tired of being a chipmunk wrangler!
i have chased bob who has been chasing the chipmunk
most of the day!

i herded the teeny beast into the cat carrier, but silly me
i forgot that the squares of the metal grid on the front
of the carrier are too big to hold a ferocious chipmunk!!!
i tilted it up on end thinking that with the grid on top i
could lug the whole thing outside and release the little
grinny to roam free once more.

not a chance. the little guy popped straight up at me
right through an opening and took off under the tv!

i finally, with a broom and a towel, nudged him toward the
kitchen.(i've rescued chipmunks before, covering them with a towel
and scooping them up. )

i opened the kitchen screen door because mr. chipmunk was
clinging to the hinges of the door, about 5 and a half ft. off the ground.

he was INCHES away from freedom so what does he do??

he scrambles back through the kitchen, into the living room
where he is in the gas logs of the fireplace!

bob keeps sticking a paw in and i just KNOW he's going to be bitten, so
i have a towel over the logs and bob and i are both tired and agitated! s
by wednesday

i'm turning up the volume
the stones scream it out to my neighbors

the ache is marrow deep
your withdrawal gives me the shakes

by midnight
i'd get on my knees .

oh, i have to say hi to boag!
i've mentioned boag and sara before.
boag is learning how to navigate his home
computer. sara and their daughter already
have no problems working one. i know boag will
pick it up in no time! s

this is me and pudd'n boy. i'm waiting for him to send me the picture
of him and his wife, GL. i have it on my computer but i can't seem
to print it out on here. as i mentioned, i'll sit on a bike
but i'm not riding on one! pudd'n and GL and their family are
really wonderful people and good friends. uncle buck
of the two poems here was pudd'n boy's (aka danny)
uncle, but he was everybody's uncle buck! s

Monday, July 10, 2006

9:39 p.m. come out little chipmunk,
come out, come out wherever you are! s
just heard that pittsburgh's mayor has cancer. i will hope
for a speedy and complete recovery. he's a really nice guy
by all accounts and i like him a lot. s
bob update:

what a morning! i'm sitting here keeping my eye on
the mighty, mighty bob. i was working on my computer here
and i could tell bob was stalking something either under the couch
or by my bookshelves. i figured it was a mouse so i was paying attention.
bob started scrambling around and growling and
i heard some high pitched squeaking when something much bigger
than a mouse shot out and headed for underneath my desk RIGHT
where my feet were!

i think it's one of my multitude of chipmunks!

so i grabbed the mighty and really revved up bob
and took him into the living room.

he's back with me in here and patiently waiting as only
cats/kittens can.

i'm waiting to try to rescue the poor little chipmunk or
at least keep bob away from him.

hopefully the little critter will find his way back outside tonight! s

Sunday, July 09, 2006

just got some news via an e-mail from
a fellow poet, grant mcleman.

he gave me congrats on being in fourvolts again, 3rd issue.

it's my poem on geronimo that is in my blog but now
on line in four volts magazine.

i'm trying to find out if anything is being done about
verifying if it is indeed geronimo's skull and if so
what can be done to have it returned and given a
burial with all dignity and honors due him.
if anyone has any info, please e-mail me at thanks much, sherry

grant has a poem up at fourvolts this month as well A SONG FOR GINA, i like it quite a bit.
check it out. i think you will as well. s

Saturday, July 08, 2006

year unknown


sato no ko no tamoto kara chiru sakura kana

trickling from
a village child's sleeve
cherry blossoms

kobayashi issa

i haven't been to this site in awhile. it usually soothes me.
figured i'd share with you. s

it seems i've evolved from yoda
OR maybe i'm just in need of a nap! ; )

Friday, July 07, 2006

a small word

tiny alive
more dead
most dead
much dead
in limbo
if limbo is
cold is
colder still
and still
she waits
and still
she will.
a friday rant here:

i regularly read a few political blogs that i think are well done
and have style and wit. i try to make my answers to the posts,
make my points and yet be civil at the same time.
funny, how some people that disagree with the original post OR
with my responses to a post quite often resort to being snarky or
downright pissy with me because i don't resort to
rolling in the gutter verbally, that i feel or i come off, as some sort of
mary poppins/mother teresa wannabe. as if i am somehow better OR
think i am because i don't tell people to fuck off. saying "fuck off" has
NEVER to my knowledge, won an argument, of any kind.
( tho i have said it and i THINK it even more) i might as well
say, "i know i am but what are YOU...?" childish, isn't it?
i wrote to the last guy that" i know my faults better
than anyone and i never said i was some sort of a mary poppins."

i'm not, i'm real, i'm flesh and blood and fucked up more than i'd like to be,
but then again, it does make me interesting to some and
it's a tremendous amount of help
in my work.

so, that's my rant. if you don't like it,( the trolls that follow me around)
well, you DO know what you can do,
now don't you? s
Pavarotti Recovering From Cancer Surgery

a big get well! oh, his voice!!!! s
i have been trying to post a photo
of my other grand cat, mika but it
just isn't working. she is officially a
"senior" according to the vet and is on
a special diet for her kidneys. i hope she does well.
boris doesn't care what he eats. he's not picky!
yes, bob often looks like that, so i figured i'd
post it again.

the mighty mighty bob
doing one of the things he does best!
just in a quote mood. s
“Words and hearts should be handled with care for words when spoken and hearts when broken are the hardest things to repair." anon
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety. Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616) British poet and playwright.
Q: Why did the Roman chicken cross the road?

A: She was afraid someone would caesar!

i liked it. i'm half italian!!!!! ; )

Thursday, July 06, 2006

just because!
thought it was time for me to put in
a post again for one of the charities that i
( i also pester my senator about research every year)


ending neurofibromatosis through research thanks. s

his music has been on my mind today.
got these in an e-mail. s

Laws of the Natural Universe

1. Law of Mechanical Repair: After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch or you'll have to pee.
2. Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
3. Law of Probability: The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.
4. Law of the Telephone: If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal.
5. Law of the Alibi: If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.
6. Variation Law: If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will start to move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).
7. Law of the Bath: When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings
8. Law of Close Encounters: The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.
9. Law of the Result: When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will. 10. Law of Biomechanics: The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.
11. Law of the Theatre: At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.
12. Law of Coffee: As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.
13. Murphy's Law of Lockers: If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.
14. Law of Rugs/Carpets: The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor covering are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet/rug.
15. Law of Location: No matter where you go, there you are.
16. Law of Logical Argument: Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.
17. Brown's Law: If the shoe fits, it's ugly.
18. Oliver's Law: A closed mouth gathers no feet.
19. Wilson's Law: As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.
a dollar in the jukebox

2, fast choices
your dancing feet
light as stones
skipping on bright waters
1 slow,a promise
with a cat's smooth sway
as the beat mirrors my pulse.

out loud

let others read my poems
i can't seem to speak
the words are uneasy with
the sound of my voice.
it's as if they know
they are deserving of better.
beautiful sunny morning. a little cool, but the sun
is glorious! s

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

beautiful sunset
so quiet i can hear the air
exhale in purple and gold.

just read a post over at shakespeare's sister, then
i read the newspaper article link and then the one
i have at the bottom of this post.
it's for the national coalition for homeless veterans.
what disgrace in this land of ours! s

go read for yourself,

“I'm just an ordinary person who served.”
posted by Shakespeare's Sister Wednesday, July 05, 2006

this is my one grandcat


his favorite saying...

"ohhh, look, a shiny ball!"

the sun is out, things are drying out,
birds are singing and it makes me smile! s


Tuesday, July 04, 2006

have a safe and a happy 4th of july!

send good thoughts to all the troops
i believe in good thoughts! couldn't hurt!!!

Monday, July 03, 2006

"The source of all life and knowledge is in man and woman, and the source of all living is in the interchange and the meeting and mingling of these two: man-life and woman-life, man-knowledge and woman-knowledge, man-being and woman-being. "

D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930) David Herbert Lawrence. English novelist
a bond complete

you and me
we are

the salt taste of blood
the healed break in bone
the warmth of an inner thigh

we are moist breath
mingled sweat
a gasp

me and you
you and i
see through the same lies

emotions ache to be

went over to pudd'n boy's and GL's
yesterday and the day before. they
have a beautiful backyard and as i mentioned before
3 dogs and a few cats and some fun friends!
i was careful not to get sunburned this time!
pudd'n has a new digital camera and GL took my
picture sitting behind pudd'n on his harley and
another of me looking like i was swigging from a bottle of
yukon! they are funny pictures.
i haven't ridden on a motorcycle since 1970, and i'm not starting now
but the pictures are a hoot!

thea, randy's wife, bought a really nice, small wooden chest
to put the small bag of uncle buck's ashes in, that pudd'n saved
before the trip to sugar lake. buck picnicked with everyone and
even got a special gift from me.
if pudd'n sends me the picture, i'll post it..

boag and his wife sara were there, sara is a great cook
so is GL and her mom becky so there was a ton of food
and a lot of laughs. boag bought uncle buck's harley.
i don't ride but i can and do admire beauty and that bike is
really nice. i'm glad boag decided to buy buck's bike, it should stay
in the "family" i think.

there were fireworks aplenty last night.
i get nervous and the sounds make me jump a little
but they were beautiful, especially the ones that are
all golden. i couldn't help but think of my one dog i had tho. she is
afraid of thunder and firework booms. i hope wherever she is
that her new family holds her and pets her and calms
her when the 4th's
fireworks are set off! s

Saturday, July 01, 2006

"Getting drunk, you're in control. It's the difference between suicide and capitulation."

(James Douglas Morrison, lead singer of The Doors)
i don't recall where i got this photo. sorry, i wish i did. it's beautiful
it's painful and

it is "my" bridge.
for which, this blog
was named.

"Among men and women, those in love do not always announce
themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones
who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night,
especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and
the ground so very cold."

(Alice Hoffman)
just got an e-mail from jim bennett about the poetry kit.
that's the main site of the workshop i've belonged to for about 4 years now. s

"Biggest visitors month ever. OVER 8000 unique visitors everyday and just 4000 short of a quarter million over the month. "