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Monday, July 18, 2011





Mohonk Mountain House
she hears your song
hold a candle-
kiss me
bottom lip long

owls serenade
quiet to sleep
walk in this dirt
cleanse her feet

morning sips on yesterday
swing free
swing free
swing free

because i am
writing
this pain
in 
me

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

"She Is- Silent Laughing"
(this always turns into a painting)


help me understand
my own art
my own thoughts
my own ideas
my own strengths
God knows 
i am sweet 
for every action
yes, the reaction
reacting
reacting
every love
NOT to hold you 
back
NOT to hold you
back
help me understand 
understanding
understanding
God knows 
i am sweet 
tomorrow
use me Loves
like laughing gas







laughing 






laughing

not to hold you
not to hold me 
back
back
back
 ideas continue
continuing
continuing 
in praise of Jesus
her art 
praising
praising
continue girl
tangled up in verbs
cutting up  t-shirts
cutting
cutting
scuplt a heart
let it last
ya know
lasting
lasting
most won't understand
your song
your poem
your art
your love
they won't
ya know-
i want to
tho
love
simple 
love
understand
understanding
understanding
it's the quiet
my own silence
but don't ask 
what that sounds like
because i am
silent laughing
silent laughing
silent laughing


Monday, July 4, 2011














































 my life is an expedition, spreading love...following rivers that run north.








365 days I LOVE NY 
Day 4

"And I count myself more fortunate with each passing season to have recourse to these quiet, tree-strewn, untrimmed acres by the water. I would think it a sad commentary on the quality of American life if, with our pecuniary and natural abundance, we could not secure for our generation and those to come the existence of . . . a substantial remnant of a once great endowment of wild and scenic rivers" 
— (William Anderson, Congressman from Tennessee, Arguing for passage of the Wild and Scenic Rivers Act (1968))
Tonite I am officially all moved out of 
New Paltz, NY.
Though I hear, HERE-
the "river runs north" 
& if i throw this rock in my hand
 into this river
 one day I will be back....
LOVES!
















To have some parts flowing free again . . . with deer grazing on its banks . . . ducks and geese raising their young in the backwaters . . . eddies and twists and turns for canoeists . . . and fishing opportunities such as Lewis and Clark enjoyed . . . would be the finest possible tribute to the men of the Expedition, and a priceless gift for our children. 
— (Stephen Ambrose, Undaunted Courage)