Week End Update

Yes, Doggybloggy is right, I am sure it was not that hard to google the info provided and find 'Happy Ending' Lounge in NYC.

We went, we conquered, we had groupies! LOL, Robert said the people who came up to me when we were done, were like groupies. To have people who obviously had college degrees in writing and MFA's come up and say they thought my work was fantastic, great performance, unexpected,  made me feel good. I did do the writing, but if it was not for Flora, Red Dashboard would not be the same.

I am working on the video, just uploaded LoiLoScope, because my camera has the fancy smancy HD mode, so my two other options for software are not suitable, which makes it too long for youtube. Argh! I have to learn new software, but will practice while on our trip to Spain. Any advise out there? On software.

Since there has been no time to post poetry, I am going to post a short piece for my friend Lisa. She is slipping fast- Pancreatic cancer has taken over. Her husband told me Friday we could come and perform for her today, but then text me last night- "she is not sleeping" he said, and I suspect the pain is taking over. The cancer has almost defeated her. Chemo, did no good. He told me he was calling friends and family, and plans were being made. DAMN to this. It is not fair. I can be angry, I have every right to be. Adrienne is right, we should remember her beauty as we last saw her. She knows we love her. Enough Said.

'Lisa'

I just hung up the phone. We made plans to see you. Maybe, for the last time. I already fell for you. As tears began to swell- Heaven opened up the gates; it began to rain.

I decided to quote what I had written on Friday, and to tell the audience to think of how short life can be...

Napowrimo #27 & #28- Read Write Poem Prompt

I wish there were more hours in a day- I miss doing these prompts from Read Write Poem (on my side bar) that usually lead to other works, words spreading across my page, and opening up cans of forgotten feelings, stolen moments, hard times, and streets with a different kind of pavement to rock my feet. -E

Arthur Koestler wrote: “The moment of truth, the sudden emergence of a new insight, is an act of intuition.” Akin to a “sixth sense,” intuition brings pieces together. It gives the gift of heightened awareness.

Six Sense

Maybe things are born
to die for a purpose

life lines, memory kinds
daughter to daughter

intuition filled sad eyes
saving a life for a life

contained all in a moment
doctors muffled voice

noises of the street
blender and juicer beets

be sure when storms arrive
awnings are wrapped up tight

useless, standing in the rain, cold
waiting for the light, already on

almost never, dead wrong...


Take a word that’s part of you — your name, your birth month, your favorite animal, your guiding principle. Write that word vertically down a page and use the letters to start the lines of a poem. When you’re done, you’ll have an acrostic poem. (Though the prompt could be as simple as “write an acrostic poem,” the word sounds scary this late in the month. This prompt is designed to ease you into the final stretch. Don’t stress too much about the word you choose. NaPoWriMo is just for fun. Are you having fun?)

Equally fulfilled
Lighthearted, full of memories
Inside, outer beauty
Zealously pursues perfection
Alcoves scattered about worlds
Bewitching ones self
Enchanted with life
Things left unsaid shall not change what is apparent, but
Hence the need for words to move the day…