Archive for September, 2005

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Eve

September 16, 2005

Mother Source of Life
You my eternal Power
why did you curse Eve

brought forth from Adam
was she a pain in his side
meant to torment him

was the snake a joke
Adam’s genitals removed
and given power

You must be Woman
to understand with true loss
comes real wisdom.

You, O Source of Life
too the Harbinger of Death
You like sarcasm.

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Banana Yellow

September 14, 2005

Today, a surprise,
the verdant green of my
afternoon drive home
is now banana yellow.
Fall making her presence known.

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Sheep

September 14, 2005

I hear them bleating
more and more insistently
as I, sheepishly,
sit in the middle of cars
stuck in the intersection.

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Empty Room

September 12, 2005

12/1984

Desolate and damp desire
crashes through the empty room
sending pain and suffering
through the cold and shadowed tomb.

I see the room.
I feel the pain.
I cannot move.
I am the stain.

But,
my feelings flow,
my soul can fly,
and as I rise
I wonder why

my ending’s come
and not by fire.
I had my vice,
I had desire . . .

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2 ½ B / To Half Be

September 7, 2005

11/1984

2B or X 2B
Is it liberty to me?
Or freedom of choice?
I think not.

For whenever one is given
2B or X 2B
One may not choose the compromise –
2 ½ B.

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Coffee

September 1, 2005

My summer coffee treat: a Vanilla Bean Frappuccino® with Caramel Affogato. I love the “lava lamp” look as the Affogato melts into the vanilla bean.

Here is a shot of my favorite Barista making a cup of coffee:

And finally, today’s poem:

You awaken me
with the flavor of dark roast
so rich on my tongue.

Can your sensuality
and pale beauty
be contained in just one cup?