Thursday, 28 July 2011

Looking at the River Avon from Stratford, Summer 2011

at the end
of a long day
a gift of a day
a day spent
on my own
immersed in the life
of the most
famous poet
of all

I must confess
at this point
the magic
had deserted me
I stopped, sighed
closed my eyes

and when I
opened them
at the sight
of this small duck
swimming rapidly
away from me...

Stratford-upon-Avon, Summer 2011 ~ watching the river flow

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Mindful Spark (MindfulSpark): Sleep is an essential piece. Dim the lights, turn off the TV or computer, let go of your worries, be mindful of becoming drowsy. (Sent via Seesmic

Saturday, 9 July 2011

Leonard Cohen: Hallelujah

Grand Marnier on a cold night in March~ Photography by me (I chose this photo because I can still remember late nights filled with tears and lots of Grand Marnier with Leonard Cohen as the soundtrack of that moment in my life)

The people at One Stop Poetry are spotlighting Leonard Cohen today.

When I read that my heart skipped a beat. I have been listening to Leonard Cohen for years. Well, everyone has, haven't they? Suzanne on the radio is background music to my oh so formative teen years. And then in college I discovered Death of a Lady's Man (I still have a beat up Penguin edition somewhere). The English Professor I was having an affair with (another story) was quite amused when he saw it on my bookshelf. I use to read from it for him...

I have such a full schedule this weekend that I don't have the time to give Mr. Cohen the homage he deserves, but thought I would share the lyrics to one of my favourite songs. I still have to stop for a minute to listen when I hear it regardless of who is singing:

Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen

Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Perhaps later, I'll write a thank you note to him for getting me through any number of break-ups, betrayals, deaths, losses, failures, etc. 

Here's a lovely version from YouTube:

like moving
through dark
smoke filled rooms

Those same dark
smoke filled rooms
that remind me of you

that make me
reach for sunlight
like a forgotten houseplant
ivy, slowly
curling in on itself

I remember you.

Monday, 4 July 2011

It's the 4th of July!!!

You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism. ~Erma Bombeck

I actually received this from an old and dear friend who shared it on Facebook. I found it to be such a lovely July 4th sentiment, reminiscent of my childhood, that I decided to share it... Have a fabulous Independence Day... or Monday!!

Sunday, 3 July 2011


The River Avon ~ photography by me, June 2011

 He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.~ Lao Tzu