Tag: fairies

Tell Me About You

There might have been a small overflow of posts from 10 yrs ago or more come up in your email from the blog this weekend from when I was updating my WordPress plan…These were posts mysteriously restored and not an avalanche of relevant news, my apologies. I wrote this About Me yesterday to share on…… Continue reading Tell Me About You

A Picture of a Moment in My Life in Words

We’d recently had the shower/bath tile wall re-grouted. The workers arrive and knock, I open the door, I am probably half their height as I say hi and welcome them in. They step inside to see a giant, fluffy gray cat running away into a back bedroom at top speed, gaining more speed gradually, tripping…… Continue reading A Picture of a Moment in My Life in Words

An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

this flower was scented like strawberry and sugarcane 📰📻📚🌸 Intoxicated by A Book and Some Flowers I’d found a book recently called The Perfect Couple by Elin Hilderbrand, and I noticed before I read the book that it was scented so beautifully like the beach by the sea and a sweetly potent suntan fragrance…I breathed…… Continue reading An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

Champagne or Gold or a Buttercup from the Field

June 4, 2022 I don’t care. Neither does Ed…Let’s dance. 💃🥂♥️♥️ https://youtu.be/fkCa4SdS8go Oh yeah, I had Ed Sheeran mis-tagged last post as ‘Australian’. I don’t know why…I don’t care either. 😂

Refreshed He Was, Said Peeko…

(in honor of Britney Spears) I could see Peeko was refreshed after a break from massive amounts of photo-taking from his well-meaning Paparazza Mom 📷☺️🧚‍♀️📸📷 and was wanting a post…🐱 “Yoga, you say? Let me show you how it’s done…” said Peeko. 🦁 “It goes like this.” 🐱🦁🐈 —Peeko

It’s Monday and the Right Rumi Has Arrived

May 23rd and continues a few days It’s Monday and the right Rumi has arrived. I’d sorted through editions, I found this pocket-like book containing that same 800 yrs ago poetry, but this time presented by various translators, the main editor’s aim to preserve Rumi’s original rhythm and conciseness. I could see that coming true…… Continue reading It’s Monday and the Right Rumi Has Arrived

Not My Door, But I Got My Classic and My Bright Bookmark

I finished reading Villette by Charlotte Bronte (1853) last night, felt I could remain within its mists even after the book ended, a ponderous read that I feel safe within… I took these photos on the spot yesterday early afternoon walking around after reading, was still in the middle of Villette. 📷 … Not My…… Continue reading Not My Door, But I Got My Classic and My Bright Bookmark

What? He Likes the Way He Looks

“Yeah and?” —Peeko The bathroom door was mostly closed and I’d opened it to behold the above view… (📷photo by Dan his dad). 🐱 … photo by me, Monday morning My two full-length poetry books on the coffee table, Moonflower (2018) and A Little Honey Sweetens The Flame (2021). Peeko doesn’t actually endorse anyone’s poetry…… Continue reading What? He Likes the Way He Looks

“In the Deep, Unexpectant Dark”

In the Deep, Unexpectant Dark —for May Ziadeh I cried my tears. I cried your tears on your behalf. I cried in the places where your tears melted and trickled toward mine. I felt your fears and my themes passing through me and on… I looked into your years, and wants, and words. That night,…… Continue reading “In the Deep, Unexpectant Dark”

A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

I found this bookmark in a library book I’d taken out and read yesterday, a slim blue copy of literary insight with a little biography of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay. From that book, these lines of a poem by Edna I’d not heard of spoke to me most poignantly: The stone the angel rolled…… Continue reading A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

“This Is…”

Humidity. This is the red flower moon full of… This is an anonymous lady shouting out, grilling, “Don’t be sorry, honey!” [to a man with her] of me, after there was no altercation, but only kindly manners, as he’d come quickly around a hidden bend, jogging toward my cart as I stepped aside, said I…… Continue reading “This Is…”

May 7th… Mother’s Day…Bedroom Retreat

library corner this afternoon by the window This morning I was very excited to take out the newest flower that had been pressed for a month in a closed book on the shelf (without me intentionally looking; one day I opened the book to read and happened to see it; placed it back.) 🤫It’s a…… Continue reading May 7th… Mother’s Day…Bedroom Retreat

It Is May Again…

Just give me two plums and a classic book to read and I’m good. I have a flower in a book that has remained closed for a month to be opened again in just three days. I learned that books are best treasured well by supporting their spines (kind of like babies), and that may…… Continue reading It Is May Again…

“A Villanelle for the Times”

You might remember when I was writing a villanelle poem, wanting to try another traditional form, as I’d written my first ghazal at the time and a sonnet, but I didn’t like the draft or that particular form for the idea. I transformed that villanelle into a ghazal, and I was happy with that latest…… Continue reading “A Villanelle for the Times”

Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

two books by Jason Preu upon table, morningtime, captured within bright flashes of sun After I’d completed reading a new poetry book from author Jason Preu, one I’d picked to read first, The Avocado Among Other Fruits and wrote down my immediate impressions, I realized then it is April 1st and so begins Poetry Month!…… Continue reading Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

Delighted Like a Teddybear Cat, in Gray, Spa Spring Days

Peeko rests like an elegant, long floppy-armed teddybear and lounges with me during tea time. He loves Spa Days and Spring Celebrations—Day 12 today. I had given myself a pink pedicure and filed my nails last night, chamomile cleansing lotion a nice cooling rinse upon skin/body. I dried my shampooed hair, rinsed under highest pressure…… Continue reading Delighted Like a Teddybear Cat, in Gray, Spa Spring Days

The Sun in My Cup, Draw What You See, A Morning of a Little Creativity

There’s the sun in my cup of green-oolong tea…😊☕️This is a new one I’d tried and I am glad I remembered how much I love green-oolongs; this one’s called Ali Shan. I really like Ti Kuan Yin green-oolong and Golden Flower. I gave myself an assignment with my sketchbook—Pick something, place yourself somewhere (seated or…… Continue reading The Sun in My Cup, Draw What You See, A Morning of a Little Creativity

Gifts…and Cravings

…A Gift the Day After May’s Birthday I loved the very blushing sky this morning—thank you…😊💖 I wasn’t expecting such a gift…🥰😊 * Willa Cather Craving I was ready to choose a next book to read and suddenly I felt I needed to read Willa Cather, although I don’t know anything about the author personally,…… Continue reading Gifts…and Cravings

A Sketch Just Because…and More Happiness…Continues

Beginning with Feb. 2, ’22: Maybe sketch something just because it is fun to do. I did this one earlier… Masquerade Party—the masks left behind are still lively…and a little boat that is a coconut! This dream lady is flying up to give someone a fully blossomed flower… This sketch wasn’t made to be a…… Continue reading A Sketch Just Because…and More Happiness…Continues