A little bit o spooky
Some of the pictures aren’t great (it’s hard to take them in utter spooky darkness) buthere’s the opening of our graveyard. It isn’t finished yet—the ghouls aren’t all out but will be this week!
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~Kahlil Gibran
Of course I don’t Of course I don’t wonder what she would have been like now just entering kindergarten. Blonde hair or darker? Tall or would she have been a little short lady. Of course I don’t consider if he would have been bookish like we are or muddy and …
Haiku Halloween
 Halloween coming The darkness falls now Still not soon enough I love Halloween It is the only night ever We are not that strange The veil is drawn taut I feel them near to me now Lost family, friends Well there’s some Halloween Haiku for you. I’ve got a …
Silence is a source of great strength. Lao Tzu
It isn’t You. I want to be left alone. No sound but my own breath, No touch but my own hands holding the sides of my vibrating head. I don’t want to speak, to reassure or sympathize or solve. I don’t want to move to fold, sweep or rearrange. I …
A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge. Thomas Carlyle
The other side of the Rainbow I won’t just hope or wait for the day when I can see your registry and change my mind three times over what present I want you both to keep from me for years. I won’t just hope or wait for the day when …
A side trip to the Halloween Store
I have to say the offerings around our two closest towns have been dissatisfying. We’ll make one more trip this weekend to Springdale to the Spirit Store, but either, we’ve seen everyone’s full bag of tricks or they just aren’t trying like they used to. Target was more disappointing than …
A seriously sad cinquain (or two)
I generally don’t go for many forms of poetry other than the haiku. I was forced to write Sonnets way back, and a sestina oh and and an ode…that list could go on and on. And I found out it made me angry. I love READING those things, reading nearly …
If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company. Jean-Paul Sartre
Night Sounds The entire house sighs. The day has ended for child, cats, husband is ending for me. But I hold on for a few minutes of no dishes clattering, no dryer bleating the call to hang up shirts no rattle of papers to read, initial here, agree to volunteer …
Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of overcoming it.~Helen Keller
It. being 8  It started before 8 and after 8 a.m and after 8 pm  and it went all day and it crushed my wings and broke my bones.  It kept me from sleep and sent me to bed unable to stand.  It left me outside …
Kiss me in the anodyne ~Psychedelic Furs
Her  Anarchy jacket, Fierce rooster hair sharp features and sharper gestures cutting the air and stopping to stare I met you and I think fell in a kind of love.  I learned about running around corners fast so we couldn’t be caught, airplanes taking off of streets at …
Amble out from love ~Issa
“Arise from sleep, old cat,And with great yawns and stretchings…Amble out for loveâ€Â ― Issa, Japanese Haiku: Two Hundred Twenty Examples of Seventeen-Syllable Poems From this article on writing Haiku: http://www.ahapoetry.com/haiartjr.htm   I’ll try the first three, compare, contrast and association.   A misting rain falls Our child sleeping quietly Now …
Boo!
   I need work using my iPhone in its case to take movies. I’ll get better as time goes on. Not a good bunch of things this year. I wish they had more of the “poison’ line but not too much was in our local store that way. …
The child supplies the power but the parents have to do the steering. Benjamin Spock
 The Day after the Day After Tomorrow  I wish I could always be the fur soft blanket, the cool pillow, the warmest cup of chocolate for you dear one. Not the grimacing harpy, the nagging ogress the shaking finger of homework and underwear not in hamper.  But …
There’s not a boring page in my life story ~Aqua
 Dancing a Circle  Twilight is walking the cemetery with me on my heels as I try to stave off the rest my friends have taken.  Behind the well mannered trees where no one can see I dance, earphones playing songs I don’t admit and laugh.  I …
Terror into Treats
Running a little late this year. But I have another one to follow tomorrow. Then we’ll go outside and see what progress James has made on the spookifying of Winwood Manor.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. Albert Camus
Mountains of Leaves Under the leaves Fired with red, breaking with yellow Dew makes the grass still green And as the trees lose more and more they Don’t all shatter underfoot, but slide Careful don’t fall. He’ll go out soon, collecting the sodden And the crisp, the dastardy sweet gum balls …