Day: January 8, 2022

It’s been no secret that this blog aspires to the highest, most elitist echelons of film criticism, and to understand the world we share through the rich medium of cinema, and my lust to be taken seriously has led me to watch this live action version of the popular Inspector Gadget cartoon. Derided from the…

Pieces No. 3, paper collage, 2022 where do you go when you discover yourself? where the night comes in where silence engulfs our bodies like a hammer i close my eyes and i am unborn i lie down with the bell of the oyster i am the voice of a poet who wanted to but…

Yesterday there was the most gorgeous sunrise. As I gazed out of the window I felt compelled to get out as soon as possible to experience the light and as I did my poem already began writing itself. Nature never fails to inspire. Morning Gift My heart’s expanding like the rising shine before my eyes…

An opal moon of implacable grace  Rose high in yonder sky under the cool mien of a myriad diamond stars  Its pale regard observed the wintertide realm Through the skeletal branches of a splendid cherry tree clothed in balletic elegance  Etched ‘gainst the indigo of nightbare of leafdevoid of blossom  Whose spartan beautybore testament to recollections of days of austerity from yesteryearNow bestired anewamid…

Animal Kingdom freaks grunt while drool drips from their cheeks with stubborn streaks Animal Kingdom Freaks

You hang a sheepskin, And I sport tattoos, You dress to win, I wear jeans of blue… Different, Not Better

You are at a point in time Where a small change In the way the day unfolds Is enough to unravel you; When the mere sight Of glistening post-rain roads Cracks you open, And you come apart As soon as you catch A whiff of damp seclusion, Way before your brain Can process the earthy…

“I watched you in the starlight, and my heart leapt out of my chest.” I watched you in the starlight, and my heart leapt out of my chest. Asking myself how I never saw such beauty before, I felt like I could see for the first time. In the shadows, your eyes glittered and the…

Lying on my bed,Listening to the rain,I think of past memories,Of both joy and pain. My head pressed gentlyAgainst pillows softRelives momentsI remember not of’t. Water pounds on the door,Supported by roaring gales,I lie listening to their screams,Till their music grows stale. Raindrops dance on windsWhose melodies I admire;Singing sweet metaphors,I write verses,inspired. Lightning illuminatesMy…

Should I be embarrassed to admit that at the age of 74, I  still feel like a kid thrilled to be able to live as an adult? Join Me!!! The next time you find yourself thinking a surprising thought, write it down and send it to me here. Above is my own surprising insight that…

It’s that time of year again, when I take a look back over a selection of the year’s poetry. The video below features some of the poems I made into Instagram poetry cards. I think the designs get better as the year progresses, especially once I started using Canva – even the free version is…

The exhibition is supposed to be a forum for us to express and showcase our art. So, I fail to understand why attendees look at our masterpieces with looks of disbelief. Implausible Art

There are some thingsthat can never be mended;even as much as you try,the result remains upended. And I’ve learned it is betterto let sleeping dogs laythan to stick around waitingfor the needle to sway. There’s a balance to lifethat just can’t be amended,but sometimes these truthsare miscomprehended. So I’m doing my bestto remember all these…

At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Haibun with an invitation to write about Celebration. dVerse Poets – Haibun – Celebration Photo by Nicole Michalou from Pexels “And so this is Christmas and what have you done?” John Lennon Journey To Celebration La Nina grips our western coast, it’s hotter than hell, 45c (113f) up in the city, hot…

Realizing I bought too many bags of fresh cranberries, I decided that baking a cake with some of them would be a good idea. As cranberries pair well with apples, I quickly adapted my go-to dairy free “all in one bowl” apple cake recipe, to fit the addition of fresh cranberries, by baking it longer,…

Nature leaves her fingerprinton this land; River pushes on,her perseverance a reminderthat all is flow, and what feelslike an ending, is indeedjust a passage in time:Carry on. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own) Carry On

My first villanelle Together we, she, holding my fingerLittle, growing hand, everything to meMoments ever, and forever lingerAbba’chka, I, to the preschool bring herCome afternoon, she’ll be returned to meTogether we, she, holding my fingerShe, annoyed by childish tunes I sing herTeasing her thus brings such delight to meMoments ever, and forever lingerDon’t joke! She,…

Hopes arrive with each new yearAligning with vibrant cheersPeace and joy combine to steerPositive vibes serve as gearsYielding wishes soon appear Newfound hopes are all quite clearEveryday goals feel so nearWake up to a great premier Yesterday leaves souvenirsEverlasting and sincereAdoring hearts will adhereReady to explore frontiers – Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy Happy New…

Yay for you, for me, for the two of us Sailing through 2021 with little fuss. Sure we had ups, we had downs In fact the year had us spinning round and round.           But we stood steady on terra firm By allowing our imagination to […] Conversation Between Me…and Me

മെയ്‌കണിന്ദ പീലിയുമായിൽമേൽതോനും മേനിയുംതെയ് തെയ് പിടിത്ത തണ്ടും കയ്യും മെയ്യുംഎന്നന്നേക്കും വാഴ്‌കവേതെയ് തെയ്… വാഴ്‌ക വാഴ്‌ക നമ്മുടെപരീക്ഷയെല്ലാം ഭൂമിമേൽതെയ് തെയ്…തെയ് തെയ്…കരിനീല കണ്ണുള്ള പെണ്ണ്മഴവില്ലിൻ ചിറകുള്ള പെണ്ണ്കവിളിലോ കാക്കപ്പൂവിൻമറുകുമായ് വന്നോള്കരിമുകിൽ ചേലായ് മിന്നുംമുടി മെടഞ്ഞിട്ടോള്കണ്ണിനാൽ നെഞ്ചിനകത്തായ-  ന്നൊരിക്കലമ്പ് നെയ്തതെന്താണ്കണ്ണിനാൽ നെഞ്ചിനകത്തായ-  ന്നൊരിക്കലമ്പ് നെയ്തതെന്താണ്മെയ്‌കണിന്ദ പീലിയുമായിൽമേൽതോനും മേനിയുംനിലാവിൻ നാളം പോലെകെടാതെ ആളുന്നു നീമനസ്സിൻ ചില്ലിൽ ഓരോ നേരം മായാതെതുടിക്കും ജീവൻ നീയേപിടക്കും ശ്വാസം നീയേഞെരമ്പിൽ തീയായ് മാറി നീയെന്നുള്ളാകെമഞ്ഞുകണമായി എന്റെ ഹൃദയം…നിന്നിലലിയാൻ ഒന്ന് പൊഴിയാംനീർപൊയ്കയാം മിഴിയാഴങ്ങളിൽപരൽ മീനുപോലെ ഞാൻ…കിനാവിൻ…