Category Archives: All part of the process

2 poems that happened today

Posted on July 4, 2008 by randomyriad

Summer Storm Day All night the storm grumbled around Lightning flickered through my eyelids With one tremendous crack-rumble ripping me out of loose sleep into the misty dripping dark in the morning my basement office cool gray light filtered through … Continue reading →

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Peace is a Place

Posted on July 2, 2008 by randomyriad

Watch as you step there will be a place to put your feet Somewhere between the sun and moon a star will shine Mount your horse of water raise your cup into the circle sky the path will be clear … Continue reading →

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Art in Nature/ Andy Goldsworthy

Posted on June 26, 2008 by randomyriad

I remember days losing myself in arranging rocks and driftwood on a beach, or weaving with plant stems, building river stone dams just to see what the materials and space and my body could make. Just to truly be in … Continue reading →

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Art Happens Wherever You Find It

Posted on June 1, 2008 by randomyriad

The first is a few strands of wet hair on the shower wall. I was fascinated by the consistently elegant curves and harmony of the overall shape as maneuvered it with my finger, but it remained beautifully abstract. The second … Continue reading →

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A Poem Carved Out of a Self Experiment

Posted on May 31, 2008 by randomyriad

Moments in a Long August Day I I stand in the office. sunlight comes in through two windows one behind me and one to my right. My hand is moving away from the book I just put down. A woman … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, change, Family, House and home, paying attention, poetry, Self-Experiments, working world | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment