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Find Me a Bluebird: April 2006
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Find Me a Bluebird. A few feathers dropped : poems :. Thursday, April 27, 2006. Edged in pink,. Five, spread like fingers. And around each flower. An array of five more. Pink buds in waiting. And beneath the buds. The spray of young green. Leaves spread to the sun. And thrust of growth. Like the brisk wind. Posted by MB at 9:34 AM. Links to this post. Tuesday, April 25, 2006. Hold it in your hands like. The undiscovered thing it is. Look at the shape it takes. Follow its curves and. Gently, touch its skin.
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Find Me a Bluebird: June 2006
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Find Me a Bluebird. A few feathers dropped : poems :. Sunday, June 25, 2006. I'll be off adventuring for about two weeks. Hope to come back refreshed and ready to write more. See you all in a couple weeks. Posted by MB at 12:03 PM. Links to this post. Thursday, June 22, 2006. Her eyelids lift and. Her gaze shifts up. To the shuttered window yellow with. Leaking light at the edges. With a sigh, she stirs her head. Just the slightest bit. Not yet turning to look. I lean over her. My cheek on hers. Old hill...
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Find Me a Bluebird: September 2005
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Find Me a Bluebird. A few feathers dropped : poems :. Friday, September 30, 2005. You play guitar with your friends, laughing. You talk with the potter, the bamboo man,. The woman who sells cut flowers,. And when it is raining. And when the sun is shining on all that is wet. In the golden light,. And you dare not question -. Though you keep breathing. This luminous morning -. All that has been or may be lost. You dare not ask how it is that. When it is raining. And when the sun is shining. In and out -.
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luz: Hola mi compadres y mi comadres!
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Light that had neither the impatience of fire, nor the snap of electricity, nor the fluttering sway of a candle. It was light that was nature's grace, unhurried, the slowest, seeping effulgence." Sarah Hall, "The Electric Michelangelo". Tuesday, February 07, 2006. Hola mi compadres y mi comadres! Originally uploaded by lhombre. I have explored many religious themes in the past; eg., Twenty Contemplations on the Infant Jesus: An Homage to Olivier Messiaen. Posted by Lhombre at 9:14 AM. Ohh, what an exquis...
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luz: December 2005
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Light that had neither the impatience of fire, nor the snap of electricity, nor the fluttering sway of a candle. It was light that was nature's grace, unhurried, the slowest, seeping effulgence." Sarah Hall, "The Electric Michelangelo". Friday, December 30, 2005. My web site URL is: danramirez.net. I hope you can find some time to visit. Posted by Lhombre at 9:51 AM. Wednesday, December 28, 2005. I Can Hear It Now! I can hear it now! Originally uploaded by lhombre. To all my friends! Turn off the stage.
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Find Me a Bluebird: November 2005
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Find Me a Bluebird. A few feathers dropped : poems :. Tuesday, November 29, 2005. The sky is empty. No redtailed hawk to light it. With summer's gold heat. The finch is silent. Winter wind steals through the wood. Over the dry creek. Earth looks for rain or. Bits of dry snow drifting down. I'm headed out of town and offline for a couple days, back at the end of the week. Posted by MB at 9:35 AM. Links to this post. Monday, November 28, 2005. Alone in the middle of the room. Body overtaken by rhythm.
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Find Me a Bluebird: March 2006
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Find Me a Bluebird. A few feathers dropped : poems :. Friday, March 24, 2006. Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is. In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it, because in the last analysis, all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.". I will be out of town and offline this coming week. Off to find some sun. See you the next week! Posted by MB at 9:19 AM. Of the night,.