tie your poems with spider silk
to the shoulders of yellow tulips
and wait for your socks to sing.
say your favorite word ten times
fast while spinning on a piano stool
that sailed on a tall ship from rome.
dance on stained-glass sidewalks
where painters are selling secrets
vangoghed with ribbons of rain.
sleep between sheets of music
on a pillow of mountain forest
under blankets of gypsy moon.
wake to the sound of silence
and pour it on the good things
already dangling around you.
a poem for dVerse Poetry Open Link Tuesday, week 38.
whoooooohoooooooooooooooooooo.
Angel’s the parakeet with the “eyelashes” and darker blue throat.
Timmy’s the singer.
Well, they both sing, but he usually jumps up to the microphone first and loudest.
xoxoxoxoxoxoox
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1.
if you search the moon and stars for clues to who you are, if you search the wind,..
if you ask the morning why it skips across the sky, ask where you begin…
how can it be, you are here with me?
I can see these questions point in only one direction, I believe…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
2.
in this miracle of light where we are shining bright, in the arms of spring
hear the music of the leaves up laughing in the trees, hear the angels sing
feel heaven’s power in the mountains, in the flowers
anything we wonder in the sunlight and the thunder we will see…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
3.
speaking gently to yourself and everybody else go dancing through your day
take the children by the hand and you will understand everything’s okay
sailing by the chart in the ocean of your heart,
anything you’re searching all you need to know for certain is one thing…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
All I know. All I know.
Love’s the way to go.
Do you see? Do you see?
Love will set us free.
Love will set us free.
Love. Love. Love. Love!
~~ end of newest lyrics.
Heading out to the studio Right Now to sing them, whooohoooo.
Snapped that photo down the street a couple hours ago. That biggest bloom is about 1.5″ across.
I think it’s jasmine? On a spray-type vine, and for sure loaded with heaven’s power — like you!
Happy Sweetness, y’all!!
xoxooxoxoxoxo
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One of these days I’ll write a poem
that strips down to its macrame bikini
and flings itself from a NY Plaza Hotel
chandelier onto Donald Trump’s hair.
It’ll be a poem that crashes the hotel’s
pastry kitchen, samples all the wares,
then whisks a bottle of champagne up
to the suite with the finest Park view.
Yep, one day I will.
But not today.
Today I’m writing a poem
about the Versailles of my
parakeets’ 2-bedroom loft.
It’s come a looooong way, Baby.
My offering today for dVerse Poetry’s Open Link Tuesday .
🙂
Thank you! And happy poetry-ing.
Jannie
xxoxooxox
P.S. Angel “Van Halen” Funster, my little shredder, has an orangish face from her love of carrot demolition.
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Family, Photography | Posted by Jannie on 22 February 2012 @ 1:05 AM
Jim, 20 years. Holy cow, It flew, eh?
xoxoxxooxxooxoxoxoxoox to Jim
xoxo to all dear blogging friends.
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The great news… my FF55 is ready to post next Thursday, 5:55 TEXAS Time!!
Which is the same as Tulsa time, I do believe? Which I’ve been living on.
Anyway..
I SO wanted to snag YAHTZEEEEEE at G-Man’s yesterday to win fame and glory, but…
that would’ve meant taking an Internet break in the recording studio.
Luckily, I came to my senses and said,
“Jannie, you’re here to sing. So sing!
The 55 will keep another 7 days.”
So I sang.
And the 55 is keeping just fine so far.
While Captain George was mixing, I did pop over to G-Man’s to comment from my iPhone, tho! Good Jannie!!
🙂
Sooooooo.
E-MAIL ME with the subject line “Jannie Loves Me” if you want the MP3 from last night’s session.
A WHOLE BRAND-NEW-OFF-THE-SHELF JANNIE song!
With George’s 3 guitar parts, Michael’s bass and…
Jannie singing to 150,000 peeps.
(That’s what I was picturing in my mind as I sang.)
I was opening for The Rolling Stones.
🙂
Wait, no! THEY were opening for ME. Yeah, that’s it!
🙂
🙂
🙂
And how cool — my photo of our girl-kitty Mieshka in the late afternoon sun inspired me to share my harmony evolution.
whoooohooooooooo
xoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
OUTRO…
I WILL be answering each and every comment this post, yay!!
And dancing with my parakeets all weekend.
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