snow comes to call in bright crystal, grouped singularities, downed by gravity yet light at heart they want to play reddening our bare noses tickling our thirsty tongues sticking and sliding about in piles and underfoot men and angels fashioned in this cold season I used this program to snow the quadrille. Björn is today’s…
Month: December 2023
#SLS — One and Done — “Bodysnatchers,” by Radiohead
I first got hooked on Radiohead with “OK Computer” and have been a loyal fan ever since. Besides guitar, piano, and keyboards, Thom Yorke’s voice is more a musical instrument than human sound to me. Jonny Greenwood on guitars, keyboards, and other instruments; Jonny’s brother, Colin on bass; Ed O’Brien on guitar and backing vocals;…
The Oracle Speaks — warm rainbow breath
dare smile who knows laugh at rain child the world a comforting light can see a little thing feeling tickle of day’s warm rainbow breath using magnetic poetry’s happiness set (sometimes I need a little help childing the world)
Friday Favorite Feature 16 — holiday exhibits at Meijer Garden
If you count today, there are 17 days until Christmas. But Christmas is not the only holiday that is celebrated at this time of year. Nov 28 was the day we met up at Meijer Gardens. Last week’s Friday Favorite Feature was the garden train. The halls were lined with Christmas trees and decorated with…
#FF — Right Between the Eyes
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Lin has just enough time for last call when she and a gust of Arctic wind blow in to Mancini’s. “Just enough time for last call!,” the bartender yells. “Whiskey sour!,” Lin yells back as she walks to the jukebox to play, “Misty.” Peripheral vision notices them, there in the…
24SSPC 11 Heavy Snow (1st Week, Dec 7-20) Taisetsu — Dark Season’s Lessons and OLN
Buddha, Teaching Fourfold Path walking winter grove finds boot tread-shattered snow bones mud’s deep-cloven tracks posted signs by armed unread honor between neighbors stretched iced breeze reddens cheeks, fills heart cold crows overhead scold earthly expectation squirrels rustle through dried oak leaves pond willow’s storm-fallen limbs red pine lean east from long winds chickadees hop…
