Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Sweet Sensations

 
The full moon parts while the suns arising
giving way to a new dawn.
My body is stirring in the soft morning light
I awake from a dream to found my senses are filled
with the sweet scent of summer 
carried on a warm summer breeze.




My long flowing hair is damp from the fragrant morning mist,
smelling like the morning dew,
I trail off remembering this dream of mine
slowly waking me to my passion rising
the scent of a far off lover
and the taste of his warm lips still lingering on mine.
A butterfly dances by my bed and whispers a sweet song
"Come close - draw near,"
"Come join us and drink deep
the rich amber-colored nectar of life
to help mend your broken dreams.

Let's go running' on the back of the wind
we will take you to places that you've never been,
where the sun is beyond the mountain glow,


There you are boundless and free
you can enjoy a grander sight

Listen to the sound of the sweet music 
and dance with ten thousand butterflies in flight
till the first rays of the soft moonlight.

Fin


It’s time for “Outdoor Wednesday”. Learn more about “Outdoor Wednesday” HERE
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Monday, June 28, 2010

Abandon Love

a souls silhouette- echoenduring.com

So rich man you think your gonna survive?
Leaving the rest of us to die.
Buy your ticket to outer space, 

watch  the rest of us spinning in space.
You measure time by your own insignificant place

Mother Earth is starting to wake 
We can feel her moving - Under our feet
Dancing but no body is watching

She is screaming in the whirlpools of abandon love,
Drowning in the pools of blood,
Crying in the dirty rain,
In the clamour of the wind and rain,
how many birds have fallen?

We have rend her garments -

Emptying out her oceans
leaving her in disgrace,
and just plain destroyed this place.


With our lust for power and greed to have ever more,
Lies and deceit riding on the backs of the poor,
leaving them to eat dirt while
using our abandon pets as live bait.
 

Oh all for the good life, 
for we gonna have a good time.
No ones manning spaceship earth
to busy fighting and dying
while we are spinning out of control.

 Oh sweet love divine
where do we go from here
oh sweet love  divine
where do we go from here.
You seem to have abandon this place

For why complain -

we are riding on the crest of sensation, 
oh for we all have a good life,
oh sweet love divine

Gaia is opening up the book of change
bringing  forth Uranus, in the T-squared starry sky, 
For we have abandon her now chaos sets the order of the day.
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And  when the morning sun has risen -
I will walk outside this world of dust
Watching while Mother Earth sheds her garment of expression,  it  awakens the deep strata of my soul

and sets it dancing with my shadow wondering,
where we will go from here?

 Be the change that you want to see in the world.
Mohandas Gandhi 


click here for this interactive link  A Moment in Time
Here is : Earth covered by stacks of virtual photographs corresponding in location to where they were taken by Lens readers at one "Moment in Time"
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Thursday, June 24, 2010

Poet Awards

the perfect poet award week 23,

MY HEART IS FLOATING ON
SWEET DREAMS AND WHISPERS
WHENEVER YOU CALL MY NAME
by joanny
thank you to jingle and everyone who voted for me!
 
Fin
other awards
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The Most Consistent Poet Award


The Most Persistent Poet Award

The Most Admirable Poet Award

go here to see other award winners

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

La Mar - The Sensual Sea




"A Lot of People 
Attack the Sea, 
I make Love to it."
In Memory of Jacques Yves Cousteau 
June 11, 1910 -- June 25, 1997

 La Mar!
Lovers, dreamers, and me
Lured into a sensual dream of sound
Seduced by the ocean's haunting sirens
That sweet sound that calls us by name
While we drift off to that place 
The waves speak our hearts for us
Keeping cadence to the rhythm of the sea,
We journey to a place of wonder 
Where the hunger of my soul 
Is filled  by your passion
And we dance as lovers do
  in close embrace 
you holding me 
and me holding you
to the music of the sea.
Red Sail Rides----- the Crest of Sensation-----
A Taste of Freedom...
.
 Daybreak,                       
Seahorses Dance to the Sun
Ah! Inexplicable Joy
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Luminous Creature
Pulsing Tendrils Caresses My Skin 
 Takes My Breath Away

"The real cure for our environmental problems is to understand that our job is to salvage Mother Nature. We are facing a formidable enemy in this field. It is the hunters... and to convince them to leave their guns on the wall is going to be very difficult."  Jacques Yves Cousteau 

 FIN



mermaid oil on canvas-Nancy Norman- photo by joanny
acrylic on glass Seahorse by Susan Bates -Love Art galley - Portland photo by joanny
Brass Sea Horse by Ben Nye -Love Art galley - Portland photo by joanny
Crystal jellyfish by Geraldine Gonzalez is a former shoe designer turned sculptor. She creates luminous sculptures from crystal paper that have a sense of mystery.
Turtle -- recycled  material by Ben Nye  -Love Art galley - Portland- photo by joanny 
www.loveartgallery.net

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Sayonara --Lovers Tea Ceremony

Sayonara means Good bye My love and so much more

Sayonara, Japanese goodbye
Whisper sayonara but you mustn't cry
Sayonara, if it must be so
Whisper sayonara, smiling as we go
No more we stop to see pretty cherry blossoms
No more we 'neath the tree looking at the sky
Sayonara, sayonara
Goodbye 
 
                                                                                                
 

Sayonara is one of my favorite movies even though it is some what dated, this 1957 vintage classic film found it's way to my albeit small collection of DVD's.

Encase you have never seen this movie or long since forgotten the beauty without giving away too much of this story line, I invite you to watch this movie -- or at the very least listen to the beautiful melodious voice of Miiko Taka,  a Japanese American Actress, born in Seattle, Washington with the you tube displayed above.  

Sayonara  does a very good job in giving an accurate and educational tour of Japanese culture, including the main theatrical styles of kabuki, noh, bunraku and Takurazuka, and practices such as the tea ceremony.


A Lover's Tea Ceremony!

I cannot think of a more beautiful  way to celebrate your love with your partner then to make the effort to create  a meaningful ceremony or ritual then to learn the Art of the Tea Ceremony. 

I am not a purist on such rituals as I believe it is more important to set time aside to be with your loved one in a quiet space without the outside world intruding and develop your own ritual, perhaps derived from your own cultural roots. 

The Japanese Tea Ceremony first emerged, and was  created by a Zen priest named Murata Shuko. The ceremony is called Cha-no-yu, literally meaning “hot water tea” and celebrates the beauty and mundane aspects of everyday life.  
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Few activities in general are quite as thoroughly refined and thoughtful and yet evolved through such troubled times in human history. Complicated and yet utterly simple, at once straightforward and deep, the tea ceremony in my viewpoint is  a work of art and needs a  careful hand to bring out its noblest qualities.
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Teaism was a cult founded on the adoration of the beautiful among the sordid facts of everyday existence. It inculcates purity and harmony, the mystery of mutual charity, the romanticism of the social order.


It is essentially a worship of the Imperfect, as it is a tender attempt to accomplish something possible in this impossible thing we know as life.

It is paying attention to life's small gifts that will give us the greatest joy - practice gratitude.
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Happy Father's Day!
Fin



Thursday, June 17, 2010

Naked Thursday!



 
Naked Thursday
Lay Bare the Soul
Reveal Reality - Reveal Ourselves
****
Poisoned Heart 
Love Heals
A Taste Unknown
****
 Maxfield Parrish
Sun at Night
Lying in the Dark
Lovers Dreams Fade 
****
Shooting Stars
Piercing the Heart 
Stardust in my Head 
****
****
Sense of Grief
Impossible Truth
Fly Away Love Free
**** 
Courage to Fly
Dare Experience
A Heart Set Free
****

tulip stairs Queens House Greenwich 

Art - Life 
Discovery Awe
Rises Up 
****
Ignite
Fire in the Belly
Spark by Irreplaceable Spark
****

Gustav Kilmt


Come to Me 
When I'm Asleep
I'll Be There
****
Dragon Dreams
Thought, Possibility, Actuality
Myth Becomes Reality
****
Gustav Klimt- The Kiss
****
Chance Encounters
Love dares you
Don't sell the Dream
****
Faceless Lovers
Shiver at the Sight of You
Starry Eyed
****
Maxfield Parrish 

Dance on the Wind
Slide down a Rainbow
On a day like today
****
Sail Away --Sail Away
to a place
Fresh and Deep as Oceans New
 
Fin
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The Most Trust-worthy Poet Award

The Most Respectful Poet Award

The Most Romantic Poet Award
I give You All Three Awards from above, hope that these awards lift up your spirits and keep you on track as outstanding poets who lead, give, and shine! Cheers!
Be proud of yourself!
  
Thanks Jingle for these lovely awards-- 
You too -- Deserve an Award for your
caring heart...






Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Defining Elegance --

There is a very elegant party going on over at The Shiny Pebble and what  better way to join in then to invite
 The Costume Designer -- Jacques Fath to design one of his innovative and unique creations and wear some of his extremely rare Iris Gris perfume
 During the postwar creative boom of early 50s -- France, had three fashion designers revolutionized couture:  One of which was Jacques Fath  who had become one third of the triumvirate known as "the big three" 
 Jacques Fath, Christian Dior, Pierre Balmain
 
Jacques Fath (French, 1912–1954) was a self-taught designer who learned his craft from studying museum exhibitions and books about fashion. 
 His stunning New Look gowns are brilliant investment pieces, making Fath a vintage designer to look out for.



 Jacques Fath created the  costumes for the greatest dance film ever made: The Red Shoes. After the release of this beautiful movie, Fath attained the status of celebrity of great prominence.
Ball gown, ca. 1951  
Jacques Fath (French, 1912–1954)
Black silk velvet with ivory silk satin, white mink, and gold metal trim.