Loose Leaf Notes

A golden coin with light to spend burns a hole in night’s dark pocket

__________ Leave me alone to press my thoughts like rare flowers in an hardcover book __________ Give me time to write the lyrics to the melody of morning to pray on a rosary of silence __________ I need to measure each day by the stretch of light and shadow see the moon as a bowl […]

___________________ If you are quiet be loud If you are loud be quiet ___________________ Don’t laugh if you don’t get the joke Don’t cheat Wear red _____________________ If you are generous be frugal If you are frugal be generous ___________________ Give away all your poor fitting clothes Give up your place in line ___________________ It’s […]

A soggy lament weeps in drips melting ghosts and sugarcoats exposing every telltale line and wasted time that pools like soured Christmas cream drowns me in clichés and sorrow __________ Short days crimp cramp my limbs wind kicks loose the gloss of December clouds hang over nagging dreams shamed by glaring sun __________ I’ve taken […]

From a luscious scoop of moon at the milky way counter the stars have spilled over in an icy cold night _________________________ Note: The above  photo was taken on Wednesday in Roanoke 12/15/2010.

Cornucopia moon Filling with light Feast on the stars of November

Consonants are the carbohydrates that give language bulk Vowels are like proteins needed in every sentence We burn up verbs and nouns stick to our ribs Adjectives and adverbs add flavor

Waves of oak and poplar An ocean of October A million paper ships set sail in a race to beat November ~ Colleen Redman

The wind sings them down Like a flight of dying monarchs They drum to the ground In a color guard parade _________________________ ~ Colleen Redman

Bluebird, robin, golden finch Sitting on the farmer’s fence Sing a song for Caitlin and Kim Sing until the cows come in

I’ve attended her tea parties, helped edit some of her tea poems, and wrote a blurb for her new book A Tea Poet’s Journey.  As long time friends and lovers of tea, we share poetry and commiserate about the lack of knowledge on how to make a good cup of tea in our coffee obsessed […]

_______________________________ The orange moon is half uneaten a leftover peach in a black bowl of sky ________________________________ Photo is from Google images.