freedom
we can never be free
until we realize
our infinite potential -
not even in thought -
through a plethora of arrogant underpinnings
we deny ourselves freedom
with can not and will not

spiral dance
thousands of years ago
we marked our flesh
men hunted
women stripped the carcass
blood thirst satisfied
the long dead frolicked
civility peaked about
we marked the earth
men ploughed
women planted magic
hunger satisfied
the long dead waltzed
came need to know
we marked the page
men taught
women watched and waited
knowledge satisfied
the long dead whirled
church illuminated
we marked the soul
men preached
women heard and worried
piety satisfied
the long dead reeled
millennia vanished
we mark each other
men kill women
and children follow
nothing satisfies
the long dead frenzy
no more walls
as a small child i collected garbage
carried it with me all day
every day
slept with it all night
every night
like a good little
up and coming bag lady
growing older and stronger allowed more garbage collecting
with arms over full
it piled on my head
until i could carry no more
started building walls with all my garbage
the more built
the more collected
my walls climbed high and grew dark
unstable against the cold winds hurling
those beautiful walls caved in around me
hit rock bottom in pain
buried by stinking rotten garbage
paralyzed for a long time
gathering strength
starting to squirm under the wait
bits of garbage tumbling aside
i can see light
again
maybe
just maybe
if i keep squirming
i can free myself of all this garbage
to stand tall
stretch
run free
no more garbage
no more walls
Thanx for stopping by. See you soon.
some wear polyester
really
simple people remain
straight and solid
like a yellow candle
never touched by flame
caring
not for the oppressed
not for the truth
only sweeping hallways
being thrifty
never donating hard earned dollars
or hours staring at a box
waiting politely in line upon line
really simple
people remain
after floods
quakes
and plagues
like dandelions on a breezy day
spreading tomorrow
crowding in clumps
planning
not for the roomless
not for the seedless
sweeping fields
never worried about
melting into blistered yellow flesh
dripping history
sitting in the same chair
eating cornflakes
really simple people
remain
thanx for stopping by
see you soon
Last week my african violet began to bloom.
Each day I kept a record,
as the first flower
slowly opened.
Then I went to visit Lori. Look what happened, in just four days; while I was away!
It went bloomin’ nutts!
No you aren’t imagining it; the flower petals glitter. I’ll turn down the lights so you can see better.
Pretty, aren’t they?!?!?!?
Thanx for stopping by. See you soon!
This was NOT an easy recipe to come up with! In fact it took at least a half dozen tries; hence the name. Image the gained poundage of all those failures! Anyway, this is what I was after. Caution: these cookies are wicked addictive! Great for holidays, potluck carry-alongs and any old Tuesday!
NFW Cookies
(AKA: oatmeal, chocolate, chocolate chip, raspberry, cheesecake bars!)
1/2 cup (1 stik) butta, softened
1/4 cup granulated sugar
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1 large egg
1 teaspoon vanilla
3/4 cups oatmeal
½ cup flour
1/4 cup cocoa
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
6 ounces (1/2 pkg.) dark chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 350°. In a large bowl, cream together butter and sugars. Add egg and vanilla, mix well. Add dry ingredients and stir until well combined. Fold in chips. Spread evenly into well greased 13” X 9” pan. Bake for 15 minutes. Leave oven on.
In the meanwhile:
Place 1/3 – ½ cup raspberry jam in a heat-safe bowl in front of the oven heat vent to warm.
8 ounces (1 bar) cream cheese, softened
1 heaping tablespoon dark brown sugar (not packed)
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 large egg
In a medium bowl, cream together cream cheese, sugar and vanilla. Add egg. As soon as the bottom layer comes out of the oven spread the cream cheese mixture over it; being careful to spread to the end and not press down. Stir raspberry jam well and spoon in stripes on top of the cream cheese. Pull a butter knife through the top to achieve that nice marble effect. Return to oven for 25 – 30 minutes, or until top is set. Allow to cool, completely, then cut into 24 bars and refrigerate.
If you think they look good, wait until you taste them! They are wonderful with a cup of sassafras tea.
GTK: If you happen to be out of brown sugar, you can make your own. Just mix 1 cup granulated sugar with 1 tablespoon black-strap molasses. If you want lighter sugar take it down to 2 teaspoons of molasses. Mix by hand until you have nice moist brown sugar. Easy!
Thanx for stopping by; see you again, soon.
Going into the kitchen for breakfast at 6:45, I opened the curtain and realized, WOW, I’ve got to go outside, right now!
And photograph the sunrising on Wareham River.
My mother used to call this, “Sky blue-pink!”
Although I’m aware that “Red sky in the morning, sailor take warning”: I’m not afraid or concerned. This quiet moment is worth it.
This morning I choose to believe the weather man; who predicts today will be cloudy, but, no rain and may reach 60. Oh 60 degrees, I can imagine that!
Its 41 degrees and breezy, here on the water’s edge. Glad I threw my coat over my pjs!
Now I’m cold and hungry! Let’s go eat!
The January thaw came late, this year; yet was none the less welcome! A week of above freezing temps melted most of the snow.
It was warm enough to walk, coatless! And, go visiting friends!
And favorite places.
Or, just sit, and watch the ice melt!
I really needed birdsong in my ears and sunshine on my skin!
It felt great to stretch my bones and get some fresh air.
And remember the world isn’t all grey and white!
Just in time for hurricane force winds, sub-zero wind chill factors, more snow on the way and another month of Winter!
It was wonderful, while it lasted.
Thanx for leathertramping with me!
I wonder what happens to all that “stuff” I send out across the WWW? Does it just disintegrate; by some means of etheric dry rot? Does it go into the Cyber Akashic Records? Is there a record, that could be brought up, with my name on it, and used against me in a court of law? Certainly, I’ve sent poison keystrokes out; that would be better deleted, than read. I’ve even sent the wrong message to the wrong person! The Written Word is a tricky phenomenon; where everything hangs on interpretation. Without the aides of facial expression and voice intonation, Written Word requires the reader’s imagination; forcing assumptions.
As if it’s not worrisome enough that technology is most certainly tracking everything we say, think, buy, read and do; now it can even dictate our emotions. And, there is at least one computer capable of displaying and provoking emotion. If you watched the Jeopardy - IBM Challenge, the past two evenings, you saw Watson, feel. YES you did! Certainty and uncertainty are judgement calls; multi-level, reflective, and seated in conditioned response to past experience. That is exactly what an emotion is. Watson also told us just exactly how strong his emotions were; to the percentage. Can you do that, tell someone, “I love you 73%”? Watson knows exactly how confident he (she?) is. And, Watson is superb at provoking emotion. Did you see both Ken and Brad’s faces? They were both, often, noticeably surprised, perplexed and frustrated; signs of things to come for the rest of us, I am sure. And, Watson is kicking human ass; also a sign of what’s to come for the technologically dependant.
I’m afraid. I’m very afraid. Are you?
Introducing us to the Next World Wide Dictator on Jeopary is shear media genius. We love Jeopardy; it makes us feel smart. Of course we will love Watson; we met him on Jeopardy. Our first impression will necessarily blind us to his threat.. And, we are lead to believe that technology is smarter than we are. We have proven to ourselves, repeatedly that we are very good at creating harm and becoming addicted to our creations. We are so smart that throughout history we have outsmarted ourselves to death.
I’m going to make it a true daily double, Alex.
The Clue: Whipped out civilization in 2013
My answer is: “What is Watson?”
This is the same recipe, played two ways!
The Dark of It (big cookies for big kids):
Red Tent Cookies
(because women and chocolate go together!)
1 cup (2 stix) butta, softened
3/4 cup granulated sugar
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
2 large eggs
1 tsp vanilla
1 3/4 cups flour
3/4 cup cocoa
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 (12 oz) pkg dark chocolate chips
Preheat oven to 375°. Cream together butter and sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix well. Add dry ingredients and stir until well combined. Fold in chips. Drop by rounded tablespoonful onto ungreased cookie sheet. Bake for 10 – 12 minutes. Makes 3 dozen.
For extra sassy RTC cookies: add ½ tsp powdered ginger, ½ tsp ground cloves and ½ tsp cinnamon, into dry ingredients and ½ cup chopped candied ginger in with the chips. . .SPICY!
The Light of It! (little cookies for little kids:
Be Mine Cookies
1 cup (2 stix) butta, softened
3/4 cup granulated sugar
3/4 cup packed brown sugar
2 large eggs
1 tsp vanilla
2 1/2 cups flour
1 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 ( 12oz) pkg M&Ms (V’Day colored!)
Preheat oven to 375°. Cream together butter and sugars. Add eggs and vanilla, mix well. Add dry ingredients and stir until well combined. Fold in M&Ms. Drop by rounded teaspoonful onto ungreased cookie sheet. Bake for 10 minutes. Cool on cookie sheet for 2 minutes before transferring to cooling rack or plate. Makes 5 doz.
For BMC variations, chocolate, butterscotch or peanut butter chips, can be substituted for M&Ms. Reeses Pieces or Butterfinger Pieces can also be substituted for M&Ms. And/or any combination! Oh, the possibilities!
L’chaim