Two years ago I died. Medics brought me back to life, doctors and nurses brought me back unaffected. But the luckiest thing was I realized:
every MOMENT a MIRACLE every breath a blessing.
So, feel your energy know your power sing your song dance your day re-assemble your mystery dig a pony LOVE YOUR LOVE walk this way and that flora fauna
hearten your heart.
for swift kat – noblsavaj 060612
don’t go back to sleep
MANIFEST your self, destiny, purpose
love without money is open to question
the door is round and open
take care of busine$$
a minute is a terrible thing to waste
connect mind and action for positive result
in the arc of the mallet
you must ask for what you want
the only way anything gets done is when you do it
work for a true living
plant more, till more, pay attention to the farm
the breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you
people are going back and forth across the doorsill
get ‘er done
* – italics are excerpts from Rumi poems used in Philip Glass, Monsters of Grace
No treasure more valuable than a person you can count on time after time
long time comin…
some serve by knowing how it begins, how it ends and what song comes next
God bless a soul who takes dreams seriously and does somethin’ about it
for John Whipple by noblsavaj 091711
life is all about what you value
for every kiss given and received from beloveds and babes, we give thanks.
for the privileges of work and parenthood
for a free country
for canine loyalty and feline appreciation
for coworkers and friends
for every good night’s sleep and every pleasant dream
for things that are free and things that are worth what you pay
for that fascinating woman in the mirror
for every clear breath
for every morning in its freshness
for entertainments both enriching and distracting
for today and tomorrow
for questions easy to answer and fulfilling to consider
for every lesson given that leaves us wizened but unscathed, let us give thanks.
for Kristi Kjendalen by noblsavaj 091911
better latte than never
baristas on their best behavior
(baristas make the coffee,) people make the day
not too sweet, not too bitter
“I like coffee, I like tea…”
(a) clean, well-lighted place
cop a cappuccino, capice?
caffe rich and fair
for olmos perk by noblsavaj 092211
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(garynote: at band practice one night, the subject came up about what Mark does on his days off.)
no better use of a day
singing in the shower
a mighty fine walk with the dogs
for mark mason by noblsavaj 070811
Our Jimi, who art some heaven, dig what thou hast laid. Stevie kingdom come, John will be done on earth in pursuit of heaven. Robert give us this day our daily blues. Janis forgive us our indiscretions as we pity the fool that just don’t know. Muddy doth not lead us to temptation – we are stone cold delivered into freedom, 12 bars at a time.
feel. hear. rave.
Virgen got no way t’know what it mean, not like Lovers do. I mean, you can listen all night long, and it’s clear in the rollin’ mojo of a big back beat. But even if Virgen let her hips sway to the rhythm, even if she grok the irresistible appeal of love and takes to heart the tragedy of unrequited love, the apocalypse of infidelity, Virgen hath not the visceral experience of sweaty afternoons and extended dances in the moonlight, the exclusive, private domain of Lovers.
for Dub Hankins by AdonisYoda 062511