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Sunday, 09 August 2009

  • What the hell happens to time???

    Wow, I haven't blogged since April... I feel like I missed so much. I have been SO busy with stuff that I just don't have time to go online and blog. Do I supersuck or what? That's what I feel like. Anyway, I am back for now and will try and get back in touch with things around here. Still doing a lot of writing though, if I'm not doing that then I'm dead... Here's a recent poem and I will really try and catch up with everyone.... enjoy  :)


    Lilies Lie

     

     

    Lilies lie

    about everything

    in empty beds

    lonely vases

    her petals deceive themselves

     

    Lilies lie

    in gardens

    fabricating new truths

    lonely winter

    her petals scatter about

     

    Lilies lie

    the ones

    you gave me

    lonely bulbs

    her petals plucked off

     

    Lilies lie

    between pages

    of heavy books

    lonely volumes

    her petals crushed within

     

     



Wednesday, 15 April 2009

  • 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

  • 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

Saturday, 31 January 2009

  • 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



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