Sunday, October 25, 2009

Twist

Wow... been a long time since I've been on here. Still without my own funtioning pc.
I'll try to get back on here a little more often than this. [& I'll try to type some poems into here as well]
so many posts to get on here. today Pastor Brian talked about ReJesus. Rebooting our view of him. Letting Him change [create us] rather than the other way around. P. Brian put up a picture of Jesus on the cross & made this comment: "for some of us He's still on there".
which reminded me of a song [most things do]. careful, this is kind of "in your face" lyrically...
[from the cd The Berry Vest of the Swirling Eddies]

TWIST
"...then look me in the face
at least what's left of it
tell me you still love me
just a
a little bit
or nail me down
break the skin
hard enough
to do me in
but don't leave me hangin'
dyin'
danglin'
twisting in the wind..."

kinda rough... but I certainly don't want "buddy Jesus" or my personal fav. shirt to abhore: "Jesus is my homeboy".

I should go for now...
take care

Sunday, September 27, 2009











Well... it's the end of Sept. I'm in the middle of a million things right now. ...&, sadly, fixing my computer isn't one of them. I went to the outer banks, loved it. I have about 10 posts working their way through my head.




but for now... I'm just going to post pictures.
I gotta get home to some projects I'm in the middle of... [& a Blonde]

Sunday, August 23, 2009

half a glass....

Hi. A quick note, here. My pc is down, & vacation is around the corner. so I think I'm going to be down [here/facebook/twitter/blipfm] for much of Sept. So I can focus on my vacation [Cape Hatteras with in-laws], & fixing/replacing my pc.

However... I'm struck by the question: "Is the glass half empty, or half full?"
If all you're gonna do is look at it, it's a complete waste. Fill it, drink it, both... if you don't use something... who cares how much of it you have??

Saw G.I. Joe, yesterday. Snake-Eyes is my favorite character. I loved the conversation around him near the beginning:
"what's his story?"
"He doesn't speak."
"why?"
"He never says."
How does he tie into the glass? ...it's not how much power you have... it's what you do with it that counts. [or don't do with it, which is how Snake-Eyes & Jesus fit together for me -I'll explain later]

Have a wonderful month.
Life is often desperate, but never hopeless. - Robert Fripp
B

Monday, August 3, 2009

A living room lead…



Living room sanctuary

I crawl down there

Hands & knees

Scramble onto the couch

Sunglasses on

Even though the sun can’t properly get in

A living room prison?

…not really,

A living room

Sanctuary, perhaps

I stay on the couch

Immobile for a while

Bothered that I cannot do anything

Never thinking that, for some,

This has been true for years

And will be

For the rest of their life

Stuck

Inside

But I’m just stuck till I feel better

Here with You

As I wait out the dizziness

When the room stops spinning

I can start to venture out again

Or at least try to be on my feet again

And, at last I am

Ready to venture out into worlds unknown


I’m so glad that this chapter in my story is long over… That I can go out & hike, or take pictures, or just take a long drive [Sat. morning was wonderful…]

Monday, July 27, 2009

L.L. Challenge [+ 1 that's a bit different]

So, I haven't posted anything "new" in a while.... hope you like these...

Sound therapist

I’m glad you enjoy taking me with you
We’re buds
You take me everywhere
I help you cry
I help you laugh
I help you sleep
I help you to write
I even get to help you quiet yourself
So you can have special moments with Him
I have some black marks
Where I used to be just white
Sometimes I’m stuffed
& sometimes
My memory
Is rather light
I’m not the most popular
Version of me
But YOU like me
And that’s enough
You make me feel special
Useful
I’m grateful
That I’m yours
I even get to be an inspiration
For your photos
[or is that courage to take them?]
I get to help you express yourself
And I think it’s cool
Thanks


US

You & me
Are we the way
We were meant to be?
Are we good for each other?
Or would another be better
At making an “us” than we are?
I’d like to think
This “us” is not toxic
Not tragic
But perhaps a bit
Problematic
Never quite automatic
We reach for each other
Through the static
Straining against the chains
That bind us
The barriers that
Threaten
To keep us apart
We are a part
And yet pulled apart
I think we need some time
But for what I cannot say…

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Scary, thankful thoughts from a trailer for a movie

I've been debating about posting a few different things. So I'll start out with this one...

I sometimes see things that really "go deep in" for me. For some reason, a song, an image, a movie trailer, just hits my soul. This trailer was one of them. The 3rd trailer for WATCHMEN. I'm not saying you should [or should not] see the film. I did just rent it.
[& haven't watched it yet. It's about 3 hours long. oh, & "just so you know" The glowing blue one is naked in much of the film I'm told. -as in, you see him naked, just fyi]
Perhaps the trailer is all that "spoke to me", we shall see. You can view it here.

What hit me was 2 phrases.

Dr. Manhattan: [in a cold, detached voice]
“why would I save a world, I no longer have any stake in?”

Rorshach: [in a gravely voice]
“the world will look up & shout, ‘save us’ ….& I’ll whisper… no.”

Of course this is further haunting with the song “take a bow” by Muse, playing in the background.
I thank God he never said either of those statements every time I watch it.I thank Him for being merciful, gracious, & kind. For not giving up on me. [or us]I don't know why it moved me so, it just did.

Superhero movies have really been interesting for me, lately.

In Iron Man, Tony Stark seems to have everything money can get you... then, one day, he's taken prisoner. Builds a metal suit, with a "new" friend, & finds something money can't purchase... purpose. "you don't understand. I finally know what I was made for."

In The Dark Knight, "...he's not the hero we want, he's the hero we need." -gee, why does this phrase seem oddly familiar?

I don't know what else to say at the moment. So I'll leave you with this odd post.And a question to ponder. You no doubt have heard many questions about superheroes. "What power would you most want & why."But can you think of a superhero's struggle? Is there any one hero that has a struggle similar to your own? [just something to think about...]

Thursday, July 9, 2009

retracing


Life is still a freight train lately. But as I glanced through my poems the other day, I found an old one. I am so far away from this place now. The person who wrote this is a stranger to me now. I don't like how dark it starts, but the end is worth it, even if it is a bit "sappy". [hopefully you'll feel the same]


Diminished

Diminished,
I am
Diminished,
I
Stay.
Diminishing,
Some
Do not realize
How they help me
To become
More diminished
A word
May be all it takes
Maybe
It’s even unspoken,
Just a look will do
A lot
Of my diminishment
Is screamed
Inside
My own head
“you cannot be diminished”
It would say
Using a new word
The decrepit
Old way
“you cannot become worse
-because you are already
The worst”
Jesus
Did not die
Just
To watch this unfold
No
He died,
To fold it back up
Put it in His pocket
And walk away with it
To
Once
And for all
Whisper
“Yes, you are diminished
But your life expectancy,
Is much longer
Than that word’s is”
What will happen to Me
Will begin to wage & win the war against
Diminishment
Diminishment
Will now be transformed into
Healing,
Hope will be the prescription
God the Father
Becomes the Doctor…
Jesus,
Becomes the pharmacist
His blood
The drug we wish we could have made

[but are ohh so glad we have]

...well, as some of you have found out by now, I am not currently in the newest issue of INKLINGS. By choice [mine]. While it's nice to be in there... it is equally nice to read an issue that is wholly new to me. To have a completely new issue to "peruse". I planned this for a while [like Oct. 2008]. It is hard not to offer something, but kind of weird to be in there too. To read my words published in a hard copy, lying around church. [& who knows where else] I don't believe it's permanent, I am still writing after all. Hopefully the new issue will be online, at some point, for those of you who "don't live in the neighborhood", as the saying goes. Sorry to "plug the church I go to", but it is a blessing to be involved in a church that loves the arts. [guess I just want to "share the wealth"]
Oh... & I'm sorry my posts are erratic.