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Grateful

our lady blue 2bs

Our Lady is a fertile one
beneath the sun
she blooms complete
from head to feet.

She looks around her with delight
at every sight
at up and down
at verb and noun.

Her dreams have planted magic seeds
to meet all needs
in open hands
good luck will land.

ladybug s

For the dVerse prompt of blessings, a minute poem and junk mail collage for Mother Earth.

windows

windows wht s

 

windows magnetic

windows window s

how far the wind sails
ghosts skying home
remembering a father
I hear voices
dancing
like
windows through time

Thinking of my father on Father’s Day.

Collage inspired by a Paul Klee drawing.

The Door is Always Open

the door is always open s

“…that what you fear the most/could meet you halfway…” –Victoria Williams, “Crazy Mary”

The horns that
make you.  Tell me what
endures:  you,
masked with fear,
burning life to ashes,
the ender?  Or the most
wild transformation that could
be?  We meet
face to face.  But you
pause.  Halfway.

Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above, was the inspiration for my junk mail collage and poem.  For some reason, it reminded me of the song “Crazy Mary” (it’s true, everything seems to remind me of a song); and I wrote another shovel poem.  Although Victoria Williams wrote the song, I’m partial to Eddie Vedder’s version.

I was reading recently that many scholars think the Devil is really all the horned gods of pagan religions turned into pure evil by the early Christian church.  Gods inspire fear as well as reverence.  Whether Devil or God of Fertility–both know the ways of the snake.

If It’s Magic

magician scan s

if its magic magnetic

I did this little magician stitched collage for Rochester Contemporary Art Center’s (RoCo) 6 x 6 fundraiser.  I can’t remember where I first heard about it, but I’ve been sending them a piece of art to sell for a few years.  The opening is tonight, so if you are in the neighborhood…

magic growls liquid
breezes haunted by secrets
foolish wild wet stars

night is bleeding vast desire
day embraces naked sky

The Magnetic Oracle made me think of Stevie Wonder today.

If it’s magic
Then why can’t it be everlasting
Like the sun that always shines
Like the poets in this rhyme
Like the galaxies in time
….
It holds the key to every heart
Throughout the universe
It fills you up without a bite
And quenches every thirst

 

Let Secrets Shine

tree creature collage s

let secrets shine magnetic

Inspired by Nina’s Tree Creature with Three Eyes.

grow wings
and breathe blue breezes
be a wild spirit
of water and wind
let secrets shine
though deep listening
climb light between the songs
of birds

Firebird

firebird s

The ring rises in flames, shadows of the sun opening a path to beginning. Rocks expand and explode into ashes, illuminating the sharp contrast of future within the past. Eyes focus with renewed clarity on the intersection of time.

The cosmic altar calls. The egg of myrrh responds, acting as catalyst to wings embracing the sky.

Reflected as moon
fertility unfolding
forever returned

I’ve finally taken Colleen’s haibun challenge, using both her prompt words and those of the Secret Keeper this week.

Paired with another piece of mythological junk mail art.

 

May Day/International Worker’s Day

summer forest 4 x 6 text

translations of light–
shifted green a mirrored edge
projected beyond

“Work well and have gratitude to Mother Earth.”
–Gary Snyder

“If we do not serve what coheres and endures, we serve what disintegrates and destroys.”
–Wendell Berry

 “When we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard or welcomed. But when we are silent, we are still afraid. So it is better to speak.”
— Audre Lorde

Born Awake

oracle dot comp

born awake magnetic

all breath remembers
magic
born awake
flying
dazzled open
naked as air

I’ve enjoyed my NaPoWriMo collaboration with the Magnetic Poetry Oracle.  I compiled all my collages, above, dots in many manifestations.  I was worried that everything might begin to look and sound alike.  I have my style and my themes in any circumstances–what do you think?

It’s hard to pick a favorite, but maybe the boat sailing through elaborate music…

I didn’t do all thirty days, but I did more than half.  Not bad.

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Moon Gardens

moon gardens black s

moon gardens magnetic

between night and dark
rest secret longings
pure songs
wandering in moon gardens
shaded with ancient air

The NaPoWriMo prompt today is to use a phrase from someone else’s work to spark a poem.  I got the phrase “moon garden” not from a poem but from Michael Chabon’s wonderful book “Moonglow”.  I’ve been wanting to use it somewhere, and here it is (with the help of the Magnetic Oracle).

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Dream Music

dream music s

dream music magnetic

star spirits bring gifts
of laughing mindlight voices
peaceful dream music

tears remembering moments
life finding here inside now

A tanka for Colleen’s challenge this week.  Her visual reference below.  The Oracle and I went a bit further up and out.