“Through all the world there goes one long cry from the heart of the artist: Give me leave to do my utmost.”

 ~Isak Dinesen

 

Oh, Isak, I get it!

I want to write, have to write, intend to write.

Then stuff gets in the way.

Internal. External. Stuff.

Circumstance, thought, diversion, onus…stuff.

Yet The Writing waits.

The Writing sits in the basement of my mind, peering up through the cracks in the floor. It waits for me to open the door, walk through the dark, down the steep, narrow stairs and bring it up. Bring it into the light. Bring The Writing into being.

The Writing waits ~for me~ to write.

Tell me…what is waiting for you? And what are you waiting for?

Feb 232010
 

 

An Ode to Valley Fever

 

Breathe them in

To the lungs

Airborne filaments and spores

In the warm, moist pleura

Spots and spingles form

Then plan

Their next move

 ~

For most

It is mild,

This inner invasion

~It means~

Fever, cough, chills, ache

Perhaps a rough, red rash

Six months

A year

You’re better

~

For others

Even twenty years later

Fever, weight loss, cough, chest pain

Blood-tinged sputum

Nodules to blame

But you don’t die

For the vulnerable few

Lung growths, ulcers, abrasions form

Skull, spine and bone lesions, the norm

Knees, ankles, other joints ache

The brain and spinal cord join in

Forsake

~

Recourse?

Rest

Fluconazole

Itraconazole

~But perhaps most important~

Learn the lessons

Do your best

This may be

The final test.

A few years ago, my dear friend died from a mad conflagration of valley fever and lung cancer. This piece emerged from that experience.

For the latest information regarding Coccidioidomycosis, commonly called Valley Fever, click here.

 

“Love is everything it’s cracked up to be. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don’t risk everything, you risk even more.”

 – Erica Jong

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In poetry,

Truths emerge

That might otherwise

Require

Lubrication,

Stimulation,

Serious social manipulation.

2 Gin Rickeys

Good red wine

Or absinthe over a sugar cube ~

Fine.

But in poetry,

Unprovoked,

Façades fall away,

Barriers break,

Illusions fade to opaque;

And the truth

Jumps onto the page

Big, bold and unashamed

And it declares

I AM.

I am THAT I am.

Feb 082010
 

 

Perfect Pairs.

It’s simpler than you think.

~

Choose wisely.

It’s not about bods or beauty or bucks.

Heat.

Heat?

Yes!

~

Oh, yes!

Heat is primary.

Laughter, intellect, trust,

A must.

~

Go from there.

~

Look for the good,

Overlook?

Yes, some.

Discuss

What can’t be overcome.

~

Be a team,

Put the other first.

Warning!

Focus on it,

You’ll see the worst,

So don’t.

~

Cultivate passion.

Underscore romance.  

Adoration, never ration.

Always choose to dance.

~

And know this:

There will be valleys,

Learn to survive.

There will be peaks.

Toward them, strive.

It’s worth the effort.

~

It’s simpler than you think.

It’s harder, too.

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