28 Monday Jul 2014
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Believing, Conscious Living, courage, Courageous Vulnerability, Dream, faith, heart, heart path, recycled poetry, universal heart
I will not attempt extraordinary sentiments beyond expression
I explain necessity of heart and truth
Your opinion I will know the moment of your arrival
The physical expression of your light will ring true
27 Sunday Jul 2014
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Day of bright sun
I have allowed myself another one hundred suspicions
I wore a golden star
The mere sight bringing me comfort
A comfort of being
Reminded of my old life
24 Thursday Jul 2014
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Conscious Living, heart, journey, recycled poetry, spirit, Wonder
Passage should drive me over
To be sure, a moment made no answer
I am a stranger here
Yours
More glad of your company
I shall never forget keeping you
But still, I do not always know
Wanting no direction on each side of the door
12 Wednesday Jun 2013
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artful body, beauty of the body, caravaggio, gesture, Imagery, inspiration, Male, male love, matter, poetry, pose, recycled poetry, sexual, subject
By the gesture
Slim and swarthy
He open
Unequivocally sexual and laid bare
Gentleness and lust
The captive
Beautifully erotic
His beautiful naked body
In the pose
Naked and Felt
He, his own devil
A nod and a wink of earthly love
10 Monday Jun 2013
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art, italian painters, master, masterful, painters, painting, poem, poetry, progress, recycled poetry, Technique
Caravaggio
Caravaggio
Caravaggio
Ugly words he used to speak
A brilliant resolution ignored, defiled
Figure by figure
Paint to canvas
Larger inside a compositional frame
Ingenious
Wittily and beautiful
Controlling his own exuberance
Strengthening his technique
The greatest painter of his time
02 Sunday Jun 2013
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finding a voice, freedom, internal voice, quiet reflection, reason, recycled poetry, resolve, tea
He put the tea next to him.
His fingers spoke while pressing his forehead.
He thought crying again.
Vowels and consonants coming from some place inside him.
Silence was instant.
Do you understand me?
Tell me I do not know.
Tomorrow you are going to accept.
Today you are going to be free.
His hand reaching toward the teacup.
Gently sipping a resolve.
31 Friday May 2013
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Poem #7
Page 179
5/22/13
And I kept thinking
Standing there
Something about him
Maybe an acceptance
I nodded
He looked down
I don’t deserve you
Yes you do
I kissed him
I wanted to know life between us
30 Thursday May 2013
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courage, faith, finding voice, joy, language, new beginning, new life, recycled poetry, Soul to Soul
Poem #5
Page 33
5/22/13
Our language knows I have worried
My voice told tomorrow, there is no more to discuss
Once I raised my voice for something
But now, I claim I will leave for a new life
29 Wednesday May 2013
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And so, it is, just like you said it would be….
And here I am on this last day of a self-imposed process of practice. What a lovely thirty days it has been. For those of you who have been traveling with me, thank you for your energy and support. Thank you for spending moments of your time to sip into my mind and my heart. I thank you for being with me and, in many ways, holding my hand helping me along the way.
It has been just a joy to steal time to write. It has been a pleasure letting thoughts drip to the page as I, word by word, grew in the practice of writing. There has been a shift in my faith as well as my courage, which now feels incredibly freeing and inspiring. Where I used to be afraid to share my thoughts and my words, I now am excited and proud at the developing process and skill. It is true, like all things, life and art is a practice.
So what now? Undoubtedly, there will be more practice. I have decided to spend some time on a project I am calling recycled poetry. I will spend some time diving into books and picking out words from the pages to collage together new thoughts and ideas through a more poetic form. I am feeling I need to spend a little time exploring new colorful language and creating a more expansive palette of imagery to better express my thoughts.
It is my hope that my vocabulary and word play will expand my abilities with the words as well as see how they affect the way in which I play with kinetic images in the new dances I am making throughout the year. I am on an expedition to uncover a new language landscape for myself and hope that you will share in this journey with me as well.
Looking forward to walking hand and hand again!
22 Wednesday May 2013
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deepening the meaning of a word, finding images within, imagery within, New Project, poetry project, recycled poetry
Poem #5
Page 33
5/22/13
Our language knows I have worried
My voice told tomorrow, there is no more to discuss
Once I raised my voice for something
But now, I claim I will leave for a new life
Architecture of the Heart 