—June 29, 2011

I have been in the studio running my hand
softly over a painting I am working on,
feeling the layers, texture.

It seems a daily presentation — all I can do.

Be quiet, do not react. Be quiet. Meditate.
It is not yet 9 a.m.

—July 11, 2011

Mockingbird has lost it’s mock
A poet that can not talk
The singer without a tune
A howler without the moon

If Mockingbird forgets it’s chatter
And a poet stumbles over her words
The singer’s hum gets lost in the wind

Hound dog lays down his head again
Mockingbird forgets it’s song
Laying her head upon a stone
The world is flat
Hope has gone

—July 13, 2011

drought expands
in my mind
at your hand

throughout the acres
in our hearts
dust gathers

where memories grew
now withered thoughts
from this drought of you

—July 28, 2011

Day 4 of Data Entry

proofing one page at a time
click, define, delete
enter 5 digits, double click
select, double click, magnify
compare, proof, close

click, define, delete
enter 5 digits, double click
select, magnify, compare
proof, close

Continue to repeat directions for 8 hours
Do not drift off
Do not stare at the computer screen too long
Your vision will blur

click, define, delete
enter 5 digits, double click

December 4, 2011
It is what it is
And that is all there is
Amen.

I brought you seeds
You gave me flowers