Monday, September 20, 2004

End of Season Wisdom from Six Feet Under...

Nathaniel: "You can do anything, you lucky bastard -- you're alive! What's a little pain compared to that?"
Michael: "It can't be that simple."
Nathaniel: "What if it is?"

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Q&A

If we are but objects flying aimless
with wings clipped, with eyes blind
How to divine the reason
for full heart, for creative mind?

If not for the waves of thought that
pass through ether to their goals
How to explain the connection
of bodies, brains and souls?

If there is no power higher than we
who vibrate with fear and love
How to escape, and embrace,
that which we are frightened of?

If the call of passion and light
were heard only by ear
How would the feeling, the seeing,
the knowing be as clear?

There is more to this.
Watch with eyes closed
and heart open.


for BSW
2.11.04

Saturday, September 11, 2004

Fresh poetry from my mom...

I have lived an ample life.
From many facets I have wrung
joyous bounties, free and rife,
and memories made when I was young.
Delicious days of childhood -- seen
tender at seven, eight and nine;
primal woodlands, pastures -- green
trees, their timbers as young as mine,
invited me to swing and climb,
prepared to bend; and just as I,
letting go the lissome limb
with sibilants, would slap the sky!

Evelyn Barnes
Sept. 7, 2004