Henri Matisse, “Woman with a Hat” Promptitis or promptosis? An inflammation or a chronic condition? I call The Muse without a Prompt and She waits for Pavlov’s bell to ring. Nature stands mute and cats are just cats.
Category: poetry
POPO2023 Day 22
Henri Matisse, “Blue Nude” I’ve had three massage therapists over the last twenty years Masseuse One: fifteen years, super cheap, head to toe, loved to talk, which developed into a friendship, which ruined the massages. Masseuse Two: three years, exceptionally skilled, informed healer; inflation floated her above my pocketbook. Masseur One (3): cheap, in a…
magnetic poetry 102123
Beneath bluebird there’s no sun but run barefoot believe almost anything warmth and bliss only this essential light vibration our soul I used the “happiness” set at magneticpoetry.com. Thank you, Oracle.
POPO2023 Day 21
Henri Matisse, “Dance” Poor circulation in my feet led me to Cloud Massager bottom rollers up and down, side to side, back and forth bellows open and close my footsies, gripping, randomly going through its routine of ecstasy giving. Please design one for the whole body. I wonder what one for the soul would be…
POPO2023 Day 20
Georges Seurat, “Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte” Dogs teach us how to love They pull us into playing – one more time They unconditionally accept and forgive us They are grace made manifest They are loyal to us and always happy to see us All they want from us is our…
dVerse — MTB — The Lorax* Reboot
We stand, singly or in groups, quiet but for when wind stirs us; ask nothing but that you breathe. We give shade to all but clouds, sip from aquifers and riverbeds, dialogue with fungi mat friends. We offer shelter to the feathered, furred, clawed, mirror-ball-eyed insects, reptiles; to share space. Let me repeat, we ask…
POPO2023 Day 19
Henri Matisse, “Interior with Egyptian Curtain” Cats offer us a chance at mindfulness if one is on our lap and we choose not to read, phone surf, or stream. Instead, pet and notice her silky fur, see how her eyes close, listen to her purr as you breathe in lilacs on the breeze.
Tao-Talk 