Time

time

(internet photo)

 

rushing
rushing
escaping time

wind whistles through air
siren song accompaniment
for racing heart
chasing balance
high heels and oxfords
march swiftly
through their appointments
and agendas
trying not to step on toes
or become scuffed

time escaping
slipping by
quick sip of bitter coffee
gone cold
waiting
ignored
warmth evaporated

time slipping by without thought or care
for what we do
toys tossed carelessly in a corner
building blocks in disarray
aging parents
ignored
waiting
for a visitor

time passes no matter what
pop tarts and cinnamon buns
robust wine
talcum powder
time witnesses our fickle tastes and desires
what’s new becomes old
becomes new
becomes old again
cycle continues with each generation

we try to grasp it
save it
hoard it
yet it remains elusive
here but not here

watches and calendars
timex and rolex
bring order to our day
connect the dots
compartments
squares
little boxes to fill in
with soft leaded pencil
so changes can be erased
more time filled
no permanent marks left behind

continually chased
continually used
measured time
surrendered time
nap time
down time
it’s all about time

yours until the end of time

Mother Earth’s Frequency

Mother earth’s frequency
heartbeat of a drum

awaken soul memories
using ancient tradition

recall earlier time
simplicity of beliefs

every living being carries a song within
use the drums to release

magical musical melodies
consecrate sacred space

musical ritual
protect peaceful place

detect
accept
connect

song of reverence
shake, rattle, drum

Mother earth’s frequency
da – dum
da – dum
da – dum

Moon Rattle

sea shell

(internet photo)

moon rattle in my palm
acoustic spirit world connector
blend of natural elements and mystical belief

smooth white mollusk
encircled by brown striations
symphonic blend
crustacean style Sydney opera house

perfect to capture the roar and applause of the sea
to echo and amplify beach pebbles that
tumble and jump over each other within

browns and white whorl to a creamy point
milky way thoughts of origin
time and distance transcended
soulful continuity

the rattle contains energy
mystery
a reminder of celestial guidance
sun and moon drawing forth emotion
a vision of waves washing over
gently
swaying
caressing to and fro
crashing
pulling
spewing foam in a stormy moment
mimicking the ebb and flow of life

taut deer hide
sandpaper rough
tanned creamy white
encloses the operatic opening
captures vibrations
magnifies their song

an intuitive stroke paints the leather
a coppery swirl of motion
rises
bends
folds itself around
a yin yang symbol
twin fish
balanced
spooning each other
their bright red eyes
seeing beyond the palm of my hand

see my soul
see the universe
ready to carry my artful prayers
rattle vibrations
heavenward

 

Spontaneous Aria

finca-draculas-beautiful-gardens-cerro-puntaThe photo is from the Beautiful Garden website. It is where I imagine the birdsong I heard would originate 🙂

(This post is dedicated to my dear friend Betty)

Today when I was out for a run
I wished you were there
to inform and enlighten me
as to which of our feathered friends originated
the alluring melody I heard

I thought you would know it in an instant!
My knowledge of birds is so limited
I can recognize the haunting call of a loon
at dusk or dawn
I know the repetitive chick-a-dee-dee-dee

This afternoon I was an uninvited witness
to a bewitching love warble
no bird was seen
not even the fleetest glimpse of plumage

When the achingly enthralling song began
city din was drowned out
no strolling pedestrian chatter
no traffic hum or passing train roar

The musical tenor was so pure
I was transported through time
to an era of innocence, enveloped by love

My breath caught
my heart was pierced by the sheer elegance of the cadence
I strained to hear more
but was left disappointed

I would have to settle for the brief solo performance
No encore was forthcoming