Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
4,499 views SUMMER: 19 Nur (23 June) Weather I am this morning: 79º Weather in Tahlequah, Oklahoma: 75º Weather in Kiev, Ukraine this evening: 81º. IMAGES In the backyard: Darkening sky; fireflies; the streetlamp's on; cotton floating down; cicada's song; an itchy bite on my knuckles; clothes line and pins; sound of cars; red spire of celosia; the silent cat. I started my Journal on December 9, 2003 as a letter to a friend. It has over 1,000 pages now. So I wrote the following sketch. It needs work, but most of these sketches do. Occasionally something writes itself. Seldom would be a better word. Many times the "Images" are more poetic; however, all of it is useful. Journal entries What tears were wept upon this page in December of aught three. The streaks have blurred the ink. The fears I've shared in hope's release, in desparation's plea. They speak of silence. What years have passed behind us both independant of our wants, the creak of knees and need. What jeers would greet me now, my dear, what squeaks of sheer surprize. what horror at tears I wrote again, in December of aught five. [163.202] Managed to put straw around the tomatoes. No mud today. Managed to link some friends together to resolve a problem with their car that needed to be parked off the street until insurance could be arranged. Managed to get my stuff to friends' house where I will stay for a month. Napped from 4 till 8. The dark is blinding; the quiet deafening. Managed. A very good word to describe the day. |