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Wednesday, 15 April 2009
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Raining Jane
Raining Jane ROCKED the Univerisity of the Pacific campus last week. I was thrilled to have been able to open for them with my poetry. They are a band out of LA but are currently touring in various states. They were incredible performers and were beautiful people both inside and out. I'll post pics but for some reason, xanga is giving me errors when trying to add.... I know it is probably user error!! Here is just a little something I wrote for them.
Raining Jane
Jane is whispering
in the backseat of my car
Why are you always whispering Jane?
Why are you always whispering?
headlights northbound
broke-down
restless
disregarding speed limit signs
Jane is impatient
gasping for breath
Tell my mother I’m raining Jane
Tell my mother I’m raining
she’s in deep
over her head
sinking
rest stop blues
recycled re-education
on the run
Jane treads water
under a full moon
hanging
between twilight and dawn
mystical and fevered
much like Jane
Why are you always running Jane?
Why are you always running?
I wake up
in the driver’s seat
and scribble these words
that fall out of my head
ruminations
of a weepy quill
I hear Jane whisper
‘it’s time’
she grabs the wheel
and we’re on the run again
Friday, 03 April 2009
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Once again it seems like forever since I had time to Xanga but if I'm so busy it means I'm still alive right??
Anyway, a couple great things happened this week. 1) I received a gem in the mail, Sandra's (BianchiStreet) poetry collection 'Airborne'. I'm honored to even have had her sign it! WhoooHoooo!
And 2) I have been invited to do a 15 min. set of my poetry at a concert for group 'Raining Jane'. They are an independent, eclectic rock-folk band based in Los Angeles, California! That is next Wednesday April 8th at UOP. Now I'm freaking out, because I have NO idea what to read and feel unprepared but I always thrive when flying by the seat of my pants! Then just like a woman my second thought was 'oh goody I have nothing to wear so I get to go shopping'!
Hope everyone is well and I need to catch up on all you Crazy Xangians! Enjoy the weekend :)
Peace
Monday, 16 February 2009
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Check this little guy out! Isn't he adorable? I think he is a fan of the book, what do you think?
He even wrote a poem for me!
More pics of the signing are at www.ravens-brew.com they are under the galleries section.
Saturday, 31 January 2009
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Wowzers!
It feels like it has been forever since I have been on Xanga. I barely remembered how to log on!! Anyway like has been throwing rocks at me and I've been dodging them! Had lots of stuff going on both good and bad and it has kept me away for a couple months but lets just talk about the good! Book signing in December went great! The turnout was amazing and I couldn't have been more pleased. I will put some pics up of that in a couple days. Also the ezine I edit poetry for liquid-imagination.com has its second issue out and that is going wonderfully too. Check it out sometime! Anyway, I'm glad to be back and will try my best to catch up on everyone......now here's a quick poem.
My Dog is Chewing on a Cup
I’m busting at the seams
My skirt is too tight
It must have shrunk
Yeah, that is a good excuse
My skirt is too tight
Work sucks, but I manage to get dinner on
That is a good excuse
Kids are arguing with the wind
Work sucks, but I manage to get dinner on
I stub my toe
Kids are arguing with the wind
I check their homework
I stub my toe
Why can’t I breathe?
I check their homework
And the room is spinning
Why can’t I breathe?
I haven’t had a drop in 6 years
And the room is spinning
My dog is chewing on a cup
I haven’t had a drop in 6 years
Everything will be alright
My dog is chewing on a cup
I just laugh, life is good
Even though I’m busting at the seams
Thursday, 11 December 2008
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ON FIRE AND FALLING TO PIECES
I don't know why but I really love this one, I put it on my website too. Don't forget to check that out at www.ravens-brew.com
On Fire and Falling to Pieces
(written while listening to Patsy Cline)
stoke
this fire
of autumn
feel it burning
shades of heat reflect
Miles with his sultry sound
first rains whisper kind of blue
a bronze harvest with untamed moon
Miles rides his trumpet made in heaven
leaves lace backstreets splashing color and sound
a scrumptious feast for all senses intense
fall of thirty-two, the voice was born
Patsy warms me like Jack straight up
contralto fire, cooling days
restless night on the road
after midnight walk
she was pure fire
in autumn
sullen
stoke
stoke
untamed
aggression
chasing rhythm
ferocious and deep
with sweet dreams I scribble
cheating hearts and bitches brew
breathlessly grasp and inhale song
loneliness hisses, dance to a poem
caress melody, pure legends sizzle
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- Name: Chrissy
- Birthday: 12/20/1970
- Gender: Female
- Member Since: 12/3/2007
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I have 3 beautiful daughters and an incredible husband. We live in California. I absolutely LOVE to write poetry. I just write whatever is rolling around in my head (there is always something rolling in there!). If it turns into a poem later then I have a sense of healing. I have just had my first book of poetry published entitled Raven's Brew. I also work full time for a telecommunications company and edit poetry for an online magazine you can check out at liquid-imagination.com. I don't have a lot of time for Xanga, but when I get the chance I love to log on and read other peoples poetry or short stories. Please check out www.ravens-brew.com
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