A feather’s not a bird
The rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
But a river runs through me
Lyrics from the song, A Feather’s Not a Bird by Rosanne Cash, 2014
A feather’s not a bird
The rain is not the sea
A stone is not a mountain
But a river runs through me
Lyrics from the song, A Feather’s Not a Bird by Rosanne Cash, 2014
Paper flowers
Paper flowers
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (Flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (Flowers)
Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos, your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I build my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby (Flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me (Flowers)
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent lies
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
from the song Imaginary by Evanescence, 2000
songs from this album: Madman Across the Water by Elton John, 1971
these books: Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler, 2001
and Death in Kashmir by M. M. Kaye, 1984
home made sourdough crackers
beautiful geraniums and wilting petunias
anxiety and
gratitude
and a sense of being lost within the walls of a deep dream
Then the seated woman with a parasol
May be the only one you can’t betray
If I’m the seated woman with a parasol
I will be safe in my frame…
Lyrics from the album, The Beekeeper and from the song, Parasol by Tori Amos, 2005
Now this drifter’s world goes ‘round and ‘round
And I doubt that it’s ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I’ve lost or found
And all that I ain’t got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Lyrics from the song Please Come to Boston by Dave Loggins, 1974
You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free
From the song Wildflowers by Tom Petty (who will be greatly missed) and the Heartbreakers, 1994
a white egret at the marsh
Dusty Springfield
cool, foggy mornings
turkey vultures in the field
fairies blowing bubbles at the fair
the sun dancing on green leaves
glass marbles in a dish
pink dahlias
french vanilla coffee
and chocolate croissants
strawberry and mango popsicles
blue herons in the early morning and small hawks in the afternoon
this book: A Three Dog Life, by Abigail Thomas
cedar waxwings in the berry bushes
this song: Take Me in your Arms by the Doobie Brothers
the juice of swiss chard, cucumber, mint and apples
fairy lights in mason jars at night