Archive for November, 2012

He said it, I didn’t!

November 30, 2012


It is written that Pablo Picasso once said: “Art is theft.”

I really don’t know what he meant by that. Was Picasso a thief? 

A trip to Napa during the Thanksgiving break is where magnificently colored vines and bold wines gave way to an awakening of senses! God’s gifts to nature; laborers gifts to my eyes; trembling hands grabbed hold of what did not belong to me; I captured the brilliance as mine. I shook the vines and branches, keeping a watchful eye that I was not caught in the act of picking up the tousled rose and poppy. I flicked away a busy honeybee from a sprig of enjoined rosemary and lavender to add to my bouquet. A single rose tempted me with her fiery red lips. I placed the stolen gift underneath my coat and together we ran through the trails until we were met by a champagne flute left behind by a single lover. Against the backdrop of the crimson sculptured wall, the stolen art is mine!  


Beware of the Kitchen

November 9, 2012

How do I survive the KP with it’s dangerous tools?Image

November 9, 2012

“…The sun’s still shining in the big blue sky
But it don’t mean nothing to me
Oh, let the rain come down
Let the wind blow through me
I’m living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I’ve got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I’m walking on broken glass…

Image”-Annie Lennox

Joan Inspired

November 8, 2012

The clouds are dancing around the sun

Translucent drops falling just for fun

The chill in the air means fall is near

It’s a day filled with blessings for God is here.

The Great Waste

November 1, 2012


Mailbags are weighted

The carriers are hated


Phone banking at dinner

Not much of a winner


False promises, lies and the door bell does ring

The season of campaigning that’s what it brings.


Signs on the front lawns

the anger that they spawn


shows on TV interrupted by ads

makes you crazy makes you mad


False promises, lies and the door bell does ring

The season of campaigning that’s what it brings.


Now there’s facebook

And then twitter

Factchecking that is ridiculously poor

And then I see all the stuff at my door

And that’s when I shout, NO MORE!