tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-121454882024-03-08T09:17:55.027+09:00in a Fancy Glassyou don't need to save the crystal for a special day, even water tastes better in a 'Fancy Glass'Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger653125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-3530228620915709602017-08-14T14:15:00.000+09:002017-08-14T14:15:24.931+09:00Time Goes By<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxjvFFLzJsQ/WZExkXQa_QI/AAAAAAAARh0/4gfZHB0_hqYo5I0tfIY8OtgSF_uIu4QrACLcBGAs/s1600/harajukuanne3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="1000" height="245" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxjvFFLzJsQ/WZExkXQa_QI/AAAAAAAARh0/4gfZHB0_hqYo5I0tfIY8OtgSF_uIu4QrACLcBGAs/s400/harajukuanne3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
Summer escapes<br />
I come back to myself each August<br />
Birthday time, and always a time of big change<br />
and reflection.<br />
<br />
and ice cream, of course.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-54113356972446160772016-09-08T12:04:00.004+09:002016-09-08T12:04:43.732+09:00Waking up in a new place<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3gzFkTSdVU/V9DTwgs1E_I/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/Z6-1Kw90ZvgTCvaHy5jxo8dPKIA6IgC8QCLcB/s1600/IMG_2257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3gzFkTSdVU/V9DTwgs1E_I/AAAAAAAAQ1Q/Z6-1Kw90ZvgTCvaHy5jxo8dPKIA6IgC8QCLcB/s400/IMG_2257.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
Well, a lot can change. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
I have neglected this blog and most of my personal life</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
for 1 year and 8 months for a company that has</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
moved on and over and down without me. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
Now I woke up from the someone else's startup--</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
fever dream, a bit wiser, a bit heartbroken and </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
very motivated to start again </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
and create something new</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
something dynamic</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
with the best people I know. </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<br /></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
Here we go... </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
Oh and PS we have moved and are rebuilding </div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<a href="https://thisnewoldhousetokyo.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">in more ways than one! </a></div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-32893163611327179032015-02-15T08:51:00.001+09:002015-02-15T08:51:33.950+09:00Rediscovering<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A new job,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">so many surprising things. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rediscovering myself, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">finding out that there is still </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">so much to celebrate </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">so many adventures to be had. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It really is unlocking a new Odyssey</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlMDomYwA9cQKKZIaoV5o0EYzi0fj_gcXTG964R6BuaaksVAWrbsL-uOu8BBxfsBddQWLvl00_FMyG0MHAYYIJLPVLyNaQJu7bMsLNhyphenhyphenQIBRgJheReXsLVL-HcnLw_ltmOfdo/s640/blogger-image-1885000438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlMDomYwA9cQKKZIaoV5o0EYzi0fj_gcXTG964R6BuaaksVAWrbsL-uOu8BBxfsBddQWLvl00_FMyG0MHAYYIJLPVLyNaQJu7bMsLNhyphenhyphenQIBRgJheReXsLVL-HcnLw_ltmOfdo/s640/blogger-image-1885000438.jpg"></a></div></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-3479228620293195082014-11-25T11:30:00.001+09:002014-11-25T11:31:00.968+09:00New Kingdoms<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ybg3PpXuto/VHPo_g_RHHI/AAAAAAAAQC0/UNO2Lq9Xzj4/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2014-09-18%2Bat%2B6.13.25%2BAM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ybg3PpXuto/VHPo_g_RHHI/AAAAAAAAQC0/UNO2Lq9Xzj4/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2014-09-18%2Bat%2B6.13.25%2BAM.png" height="400" width="278" /></a></div>
<br />
I am starting over in almost every way.<br />
new adventures and ideas and strategies<br />
swirling around me.<br />
<br />
confusing, overwhelming<br />
and yes exciting.<br />
<br />
Time to declare dominion.<br />
<br />
<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-8884374752088683132014-08-31T08:47:00.000+09:002014-08-31T08:47:26.938+09:00Pausing <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z0Z0u5Kkn4/VAJiGMRkOfI/AAAAAAAAP5M/k43DQ3K1PIU/s1600/photo(1).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z0Z0u5Kkn4/VAJiGMRkOfI/AAAAAAAAP5M/k43DQ3K1PIU/s1600/photo(1).JPG" height="400" width="300" /></a></div>
<br />
Dreamy end of summer skies<br />
thoughts turning to what comes next<br />
mad rushing to the end of another year<br />
last quarter excitement and trepidation<br />
but for now- a quiet pause Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-51292785075579258262014-08-19T09:14:00.000+09:002014-08-19T09:14:44.304+09:00in my dreams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASMSMyKNMKE/U_KWPpmIYLI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/VQ0DSZiliBM/s1600/photo(470).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ASMSMyKNMKE/U_KWPpmIYLI/AAAAAAAAP3Q/VQ0DSZiliBM/s1600/photo(470).JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
my dream land<br />
looks and sounds and feels like this.<br />
bamboo chimes, waves and dappled sunlight<br />
beads of water dripping down a cool beverage<br />
with bare feet and a full heart. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-87081072505886762922014-08-13T08:19:00.001+09:002014-08-13T08:19:17.867+09:00The Big Show<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnjJ96n9Raw/U-qgfEovA6I/AAAAAAAAP2Y/RpQ9ELBQ8Fw/s1600/photo(467).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jnjJ96n9Raw/U-qgfEovA6I/AAAAAAAAP2Y/RpQ9ELBQ8Fw/s1600/photo(467).JPG" height="300" width="400" /></a></div>
Sometimes you just look up<br />
and there it is!<br />
the big show going on around us<br />
everyday beauty that can just<br />
knock your socks off. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-21799940275288981892014-07-30T06:55:00.001+09:002014-07-30T06:56:01.240+09:00The Fantastic Four<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxS5LHJn1Jw/U9gX3Im5CQI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/u3LAy4V8OCQ/s1600/photo(461).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxS5LHJn1Jw/U9gX3Im5CQI/AAAAAAAAP0Y/u3LAy4V8OCQ/s1600/photo(461).JPG" height="300" width="400" /></a></div>
<br />
It's all about family.<br />
Makes all the difference<br />
in happy and sad times<br />
I wish I could have<br />
been there this weekend<br />
to say goodbye and<br />
to just love them all in person.<br />
<br />
I am so grateful<br />
so many were there<br />
to make it easier.<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-45583581511867487562014-07-24T12:48:00.000+09:002014-07-24T12:48:05.017+09:00BFF<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXNSZvKNPJ0/U9CB2IFvycI/AAAAAAAAPzY/e11ejirehY8/s1600/photo(456).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXNSZvKNPJ0/U9CB2IFvycI/AAAAAAAAPzY/e11ejirehY8/s1600/photo(456).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a>he truly is my BFF<br />
and loves me just the way I am<br />
though of course<br />
more treats would be appreciated<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-62470443198735694972014-07-22T06:50:00.001+09:002014-07-22T06:50:35.422+09:00savoring summer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPTNXqFKuTI/U82KzObvDeI/AAAAAAAAPy4/1lp07ht2NMw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-08-09+at+11.44.10+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPTNXqFKuTI/U82KzObvDeI/AAAAAAAAPy4/1lp07ht2NMw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-08-09+at+11.44.10+AM.png" height="320" width="252" /></a></div>
It's busy, and yes, I have a new restaurant.<br />
But I will take a few moments each day<br />
to savor the sweet, sour, special joyful moments of summer.<br />
Sugar, bright and yellow, with a touch of something moreUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-62966263561983065092014-06-02T14:12:00.001+09:002014-06-02T14:13:14.396+09:00And So It Begins<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hbZkZctkA/U4wHR6wkqzI/AAAAAAAAPpY/FpcgvLwPJlU/s1600/photo(433).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4hbZkZctkA/U4wHR6wkqzI/AAAAAAAAPpY/FpcgvLwPJlU/s1600/photo(433).JPG" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
Big, fun, exciting, new, huge, scary, amazing<br />
project is GO!<br />
Hanging on for the ride.<br />
Keep you hands arms and legs<br />
inside the vehicle at all times.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-56100383702614117552014-06-01T08:21:00.000+09:002014-06-01T08:22:39.268+09:00End of a Perfect Yesterday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V285MUGqTh8/U4pfm8PtBKI/AAAAAAAAPoo/9sBtX4k6sus/s1600/photo(429).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V285MUGqTh8/U4pfm8PtBKI/AAAAAAAAPoo/9sBtX4k6sus/s1600/photo(429).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
Oh such words were written,<br />
laughs laughed, discussions discussed.<br />
And after a warm watery relaxing ending<br />
I rode home in a satisfied sunset.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-85305918747319059942014-05-30T09:22:00.000+09:002014-05-30T09:22:16.650+09:00Memories are Tricksy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8ft2uW1olQ/U4fOxQKOOtI/AAAAAAAAPoE/8c81fO6AuX8/s1600/photo(427).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8ft2uW1olQ/U4fOxQKOOtI/AAAAAAAAPoE/8c81fO6AuX8/s1600/photo(427).JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Somethings that I SHOULD forget I can't<br />
Somethings that I Should not forget I do.<br />
Somthings that I want to forget resurface.<br />
And sometimes I remember everything.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-83964115553750175142014-05-27T08:04:00.002+09:002014-05-27T08:04:56.666+09:00Fun Times!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa1RkIHUzFk/U4PIO-OQOKI/AAAAAAAAPnM/P7Olfw-R5ys/s1600/photo(424).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pa1RkIHUzFk/U4PIO-OQOKI/AAAAAAAAPnM/P7Olfw-R5ys/s1600/photo(424).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
There is really almost nothing as exciting<br />
as a brand new toy. <br />
Especially one you found for yourself.<br />
Or found with friends. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-56793000977791671822014-05-13T17:52:00.001+09:002014-05-13T17:52:41.567+09:00Sunny Disposition<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4YVBFzx8rg/U3HdDrcrgoI/AAAAAAAAPhc/Kdzu8NrML9A/s1600/photo(419).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4YVBFzx8rg/U3HdDrcrgoI/AAAAAAAAPhc/Kdzu8NrML9A/s1600/photo(419).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
Things are hopeful and cheery<br />
And I am just basking in a renewed<br />
Sunny Disposition.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-20753824219625056132014-05-10T16:27:00.001+09:002014-05-10T16:27:24.854+09:00Sanity Screen<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BW09_oqHoUk/U23UUuV6jhI/AAAAAAAAPg0/iIPYfmADXqI/s1600/photo(418).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BW09_oqHoUk/U23UUuV6jhI/AAAAAAAAPg0/iIPYfmADXqI/s1600/photo(418).JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
Sometimes when there is nothing you can do<br />
to solve a current dilema - you just need to hide it behind<br />
a lovely Sanity Screen from a friend.<br />
When in doubt, Choose Beauty! <br />
Ahhhh - that's better. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-87790804812779490672014-05-07T11:27:00.001+09:002014-05-07T11:28:05.161+09:00Balancing act<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbzOpDVdPFU/U2mZtbsEMiI/AAAAAAAAPgU/kCgbbvs5Nik/s1600/photo(414).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbzOpDVdPFU/U2mZtbsEMiI/AAAAAAAAPgU/kCgbbvs5Nik/s1600/photo(414).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
<br />
I am working pretty hard to find a balance<br />
between old and new, busy and still,<br />
fun and effective, fast and slow,<br />
excited and scared, energized and a bit weary.<br />
But slowly things are becoming a bit more balanced. (a bit)<br />
<br />
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-87367988633248723772014-05-02T09:20:00.001+09:002014-05-02T09:20:33.318+09:00Stretching It Out<a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YIx4u1KJtBU/U2LkPcq1BoI/AAAAAAAAPes/0dzOHeLsVBs/s640/blogger-image--1497406641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-YIx4u1KJtBU/U2LkPcq1BoI/AAAAAAAAPes/0dzOHeLsVBs/s320/blogger-image--1497406641.jpg" width="240" /></a>Sometimes what it takes is a big stretch<br />
muscles that you haven't used in a while<br />
take some priming<br />
<br />
plus.<br />
<br />
it feels good. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-19379820663756288422014-04-15T15:15:00.000+09:002014-04-15T15:15:54.815+09:00Crazy times<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3vwSrdy-qshIim_Z-n7x5EufflU4u7IuBn4U0EbhRnfmQf2-yfThqXLb047uoZH7UAwSRjAa5sC8XUonfNudyw9H7UdC_ObzM8cXGOX_-sHZ0lDEutAzgwCyIno4sCaB0vCu4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-15+at+3.12.49+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3vwSrdy-qshIim_Z-n7x5EufflU4u7IuBn4U0EbhRnfmQf2-yfThqXLb047uoZH7UAwSRjAa5sC8XUonfNudyw9H7UdC_ObzM8cXGOX_-sHZ0lDEutAzgwCyIno4sCaB0vCu4/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-15+at+3.12.49+PM.png" height="320" width="255" /></a><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Each day moves forward and backward<br />
It's no wonder I have no idea where I am going...<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-78895763037171606622014-04-14T09:23:00.002+09:002014-04-14T09:24:10.961+09:00How I roll <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddna7xm8yEQ/U0sqZJGXGVI/AAAAAAAAPZc/TLquBeuTAl8/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-14+at+9.22.41+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddna7xm8yEQ/U0sqZJGXGVI/AAAAAAAAPZc/TLquBeuTAl8/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-14+at+9.22.41+AM.png" height="240" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
That’s How I Roll (from my PAD challenge 2014 on writers' digest.)<br />
<br />
I am not fashionable in sweats <br />
but addicted to project runway<br />
couture in my t-shirt on the catwalk<br />
<br />
I want to travel light with <br />
everything in heavy suitcases<br />
leaving it all behind and taking it with me<br />
<br />
Food is my life but cooking is not<br />
though I dream of conquering<br />
a culinary academy in my white chef’s jacket<br />
<br />
If I could wish on a silver star, world peace <br />
would be number one on my list<br />
(or close to the top anyway) behind world domination<br />
<br />
Christmas is definitely the best time of year<br />
unless I see cherry blossoms, grape popsicles <br />
or orange woolen autumn sweaters.<br />
<br />
I am direct and straight-forward<br />
you get what you see except when you don’t.<br />
<br />
Don’t tell me I am contrary I am just me, <br />
just myself And that is just how I roll.<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-50831629175568101782014-04-09T09:19:00.000+09:002014-04-09T09:19:12.859+09:00Sketchy Breakthroughs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BL3FefdzPE/U0SRkBfNXHI/AAAAAAAAPY0/B6Jl41Mzo10/s1600/photo(404).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BL3FefdzPE/U0SRkBfNXHI/AAAAAAAAPY0/B6Jl41Mzo10/s1600/photo(404).JPG" height="320" width="240" /></a></div>
<br />
I don't have to organize something to enjoy it.<br />
I don't have to be the one that people expect to get what I need.<br />
Sometimes it is just ok to show up and draw.<br />
It was hard- but I stepped down and that feels a lot like stepping up!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-82512642986885773592014-04-08T18:02:00.000+09:002014-04-08T18:02:00.125+09:00Tangled Dreams <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FZtzrqppH4/U0HApyA5CEI/AAAAAAAAPXg/4dzdmczteeA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-07+at+6.01.03+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FZtzrqppH4/U0HApyA5CEI/AAAAAAAAPXg/4dzdmczteeA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-07+at+6.01.03+AM.png" height="243" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
4.6 Poem-a-Day challenge- prompt write a night poem<br />
<br />
Cool cotton sheets<br />
Quilted dreams<br />
Stitched together<br />
Past adventures<br />
Current stresses<br />
Future possibilities<br />
<br />
Patterns made<br />
And unmade<br />
<br />
Vivid chaotic<br />
Tangled comfort<br />
Unsettled<br />
Unresolved<br />
History artistry<br />
Woven nightly<br />
<br />
Lunar lexicon of<br />
Mysteries hidden<br />
And revealed<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-63941218487176408332014-04-07T06:00:00.000+09:002014-04-07T06:00:06.796+09:00Peace and stillness<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkYTJJ3IrNs/U0G_6PY8iNI/AAAAAAAAPXY/0m32aiWcT9I/s1600/photo(401).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mkYTJJ3IrNs/U0G_6PY8iNI/AAAAAAAAPXY/0m32aiWcT9I/s1600/photo(401).JPG" height="320" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
They come in many forms.<br />
Peace and stillness<br />
steamy water<br />
and the laughter of a friend.<br />
It was a good weekend. <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-34120859786190655662014-04-05T08:37:00.000+09:002014-04-05T08:37:00.294+09:00Coffee Shops and Bridges<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvg6gsNCOtk/Uz3wk-KcU1I/AAAAAAAAPW8/D1v1mNIvC-w/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-04+at+8.34.19+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jvg6gsNCOtk/Uz3wk-KcU1I/AAAAAAAAPW8/D1v1mNIvC-w/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-04+at+8.34.19+AM.png" height="252" width="320" /></a></div>
(poem a day challenge April 2014- prompt on 4/3 a message)<br /><br />Rebuilding bridges<br />takes bricks, and time <br />and one message asking for<br />one latte and bringing along<br />many apologies. <br />Lined up to order<br />waiting for rich roast <br />and words.<br /><br />I want to rush in to you and <br />throw myself at the feet of <br />friends feeling left out, hurt or<br />taken advantage.<br /><br />Instead we polite awkward ones<br />sit and sip and I <br />try to explain what went wrong.<br />How I lost myself in the confusion of<br />trying too hard<br />and risking too much<br />over steamed milk and <br />soft words.<br /><br />Hoping to cover the expanse<br />of distance and misunderstanding<br />with repairs and new chances<br />suspended wires and trestles<br />made of coffee grounds <br />and bricks of brown sugar.<br />
<br />
-lshannon<br />
<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12145488.post-47714916783423064342014-04-04T07:23:00.002+09:002014-04-04T07:24:06.321+09:00Caravan Dreams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WKKdyKu73g/Uz3e8LkgQZI/AAAAAAAAPWs/_OhbcUkYwXs/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-04+at+7.20.22+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WKKdyKu73g/Uz3e8LkgQZI/AAAAAAAAPWs/_OhbcUkYwXs/s1600/Screen+Shot+2014-04-04+at+7.20.22+AM.png" height="264" width="320" /></a></div>
<br />
(Writer's Digest 2014 Poem a Day challenge from 4/2 a voyage/journey Poem)<br />
<br />
A trip not yet taken<br />
vast stretches of empty route ways<br />
cut off and preserved. <br />
<br />
Alone-time with her<br />
dust and faded neon<br />
roadside attractions <br />
distract and humor<br />
and still amaze<br />
<br />
Time honored meals and<br />
diner destinations<br />
retro in the preserved present<br />
the curled edges of postcards<br />
patches and souvenir spoons<br />
dust settled and resettled<br />
<br />
A caravan of <br />
comfortable convenience<br />
with nothing but time <br />
and the next stop <br />
to bring us together<br />
catching up on years apart<br />
singing forgotten songs <br />
on a real radio<br />
tuner dials and static<br />
and sorting through snapshots<br />
her past is my past <br />
<br />
Her laughter and <br />
tear filled eyes <br />
childlike delight and <br />
fussy discoveries<br />
<br />
What can and cannot be consumed<br />
a part of each meal plan<br />
<br />
Wisdom and warmth<br />
constant in my life of inconsistencies<br />
this precious time <br />
as yet unclaimed<br />
a possible regret<br />
<br />
To claim this path<br />
thoughts beyond self<br />
and schedules<br />
trading hours of <br />
precious priorities <br />
open the door and go<br />
<br />
Settle behind the wheel<br />
of expanding roads <br />
let the journey take us. <br />
before both the path<br />
and the companion <br />
become memory<br />
<br />
-lshannon Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2