Monday, June 10, 2013

Magpie Tales: My Locked Heart

Charleston Farmhouse Door 

A heart above a metal lock
beats on, knowing full well
there is no key and the lock
is broken.



-Gerry@ Strummed Words

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Sunday, June 2, 2013

A Conversation of Birds

Waking, Walking, Singing, in the Next Dimension? 1979 by Morris Graves

I have spoken to birds as a child, 
inviting them from their high perches
to land nearby where eyes
could see what my ears received, 
songs and messages that flew
through the air, its creators hidden in foliage
thick with green leaves of camouflage. 

And as an adult, I have heard them talk to me,
often in reprimand as in their dimension,
I rearranged their order and routine.
The poignancy of their sharp messages
of my flawed perceptions
was my genuine surprise.


- Gerry, Strummed Words

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Monday, May 20, 2013

The Conscientious Gardener

Lighthouse Dandelions by Jamie Wyeth 
  

A sea of dandelion starfish
 crawl on blades of green glass
and shine before the crisp silver blade
of the conscientious gardener.



- Gerry, Strummed Words

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Sunday, May 5, 2013

The Other Side

Young Woman Picking the Fruit of Knowledge, 1892 by Mary Cassatt

'Neath stirring apple blossoms

I come to find my true self,

The other face of my coin.



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Monday, April 8, 2013

Night Moves

Woman With a Towel, 1898, Edgar Degas 



Night Moves

I am moved by silence and the quiet
night that brings no sleep.
In the shower, water gliding down
  arms and face,
A soft wrap of white around
my waist

prepare me for a feast
where I alone will dine.
A dash of pepper, cumin, oregano,
 rice wine and more
over long strings of transparency,
Noodles that shimmer sensuous
in a cradle of soup.

Refreshed and fed by
the silence of the night,
 After all this, I may sleep.


-Gerry@Strummed Words


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