Thursday, April 26, 2007

So Terribly Late for the Party Again...


Finally joined the Corners of my Home group. Could I be any later getting to this party? I guess the trick is to show the one or two corners that aren't a mess? I chose the name "Greens and Roses". I noticed my rooms are either green or have roses so there you go. These are some jugs I have on my window in my bedroom. I've collected so many jugs, creamers and pitchers over the years, they are everywhere. Of course the ones with roses are probably my favourites along with the blue and white transferware ones.

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Poetry said...

The moon is gone.

She fled as dawn approached.




Dawn as a slowly opening eye.




White sea birds skimming over the water,

looking for an early morning snack.



The mirror brightens.


From a blood moon at dawn to a mirror

reflecting waking life...






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I woke her to take the moon.


Her campaign was swift and terrible.


Metallic and fierce.

Glaring up in the twilight.


But the moon was both implacable and unreachable

and in the end the war against the moon failed.

As dawn rose slowly from her bed, the moon slipped away.

But in the end, all that was lost,

was a little sleep....




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1 June 2007



Burning Moon

Moon Fire

Blood Moon

smoked Moon

Smoky Moon

Smouldering Moon




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4 June 2007



After the storm, my mine cleared.


And a high wind arose and blew the tropics north.




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running quartz crystals through a blender.

sand through your engines.

bubble in your bays.

estuaries reaching out toward forbidden seas...

sand through your eyes.









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5 June 2007




Calm as baby's breath


as peaceful as the storm's eye


Clouds spread and drawn with rough strokes of stratospheric winds


a warm and windy tropical day.