Day 39 of 100 Happy Days... Artist's Way group at the Senior Center, Ocean Shores, WA...
just me and Michelle today...
Friday, May 30, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Weekly Poem: "Shaman Offerings"
Shaman Offerings
Wild bird seed
scattered near mud puddle
attracts crows, swallows, robins.
Prayer of the Morning,
“Let there be birds.”
© Anne Westlund
prompt: object poem
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Friday, May 23, 2014
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Day 29
Day 29 of 100 Happy Days... I'm starting a new
cross-stitch project "just because"... here is the first 10 x 10 stitch
square... in my favorite colors...
Weekly Poem: "Hope"
Hope
Unexpected,
a dove drinking from our mud puddle,
the local watering hole,
birdbath.
Grey, like a cloudy day,
with feathers,
like hope, nesting
in my heart.
© Anne Westlund
Prompt: write an
unexpected poem
Monday, May 19, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Day 21
Day 21 of 100 Happy Days... Mom! She's holding one of the books my brother gave her for Mother's Day...
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Day 20
Day 20 of 100 Happy Days... watching a weird
horror movie on a sunny afternoon... with wild imagery and a confusing
plot... must be Silent Hill... great!
Weekly Poem: "The woman who wouldn’t come in out of the rain."
The woman who wouldn’t come in out of the rain.
At first, sunshine.
“I’ll only be a minute,” I say.
She sits in the car,
windows wide open,
gesturing with an unlit cigarette.
It pours rain,
on her, on me.
Lighter forgotten.
At the IGA, I wait in line, interminably.
And watch the rain come down through the sliding glass
double doors,
feeling vaguely guilty.
I don’t go out to roll up the car windows.
I don’t leave my cart, two packages of cookies for the
Coffee Klatch,
the yellow cake mix.
I pay and then leave.
Lighter forgotten.
She doesn’t come in out of the rain.
Waiting, at the liquor store, I wipe down the side panels
with napkins
from the glove compartment.
Feeling vaguely guilty.
Lighter forgotten.
After the meeting
we stop again at the IGA.
Again I wait in the car,
feeling vaguely guilty.
She gets cheese and a lighter.
On the way home, gesturing with a lit cigarette,
window open to the cool afternoon air.
Blue skies above.
© Anne Westlund
prompt: “The Boy Who
(blank)”
Friday, May 9, 2014
Letter #52
Hi Dad,
I've been really busy this last week. I started the Entrepreneurship/Small Business course on Tuesday. The first day seemed endless, but the second session was a lot of fun. I don't know what small business I'll start now, my ideas about business and service are getting turned upside down and revitalized. It was fun helping one of the other students work out aspects of her dream business.
I'm thinking M. is a needy friend. I'm not sure what she wants of me. To be an audience I guess. I'm getting a little tired of it, but I keep putting myself "in harm's way," so it's my own fault. Maybe I'll turn the tables on her. I'm tired of hanging around with all these half-empty glass people, wait, that would be my family too!
random photo:
J. is at a TOPS convention this weekend. So she won't be by tomorrow. I'm going over to see her new couch next week sometime. I hope she got her computer monitor to work or returned it.
I might get a call from B. this weekend, but I doubt it. He is all talk and very little action. He keeps saying we'll get together for coffee and then isn't able to figure the coffee part out.
That's about it. Oh yeah, the bus driver took my bus pass away. Long story. We'll see how all that turns out.
Sleep well...
LOVE
Anne
I've been really busy this last week. I started the Entrepreneurship/Small Business course on Tuesday. The first day seemed endless, but the second session was a lot of fun. I don't know what small business I'll start now, my ideas about business and service are getting turned upside down and revitalized. It was fun helping one of the other students work out aspects of her dream business.
I'm thinking M. is a needy friend. I'm not sure what she wants of me. To be an audience I guess. I'm getting a little tired of it, but I keep putting myself "in harm's way," so it's my own fault. Maybe I'll turn the tables on her. I'm tired of hanging around with all these half-empty glass people, wait, that would be my family too!
random photo:
J. is at a TOPS convention this weekend. So she won't be by tomorrow. I'm going over to see her new couch next week sometime. I hope she got her computer monitor to work or returned it.
I might get a call from B. this weekend, but I doubt it. He is all talk and very little action. He keeps saying we'll get together for coffee and then isn't able to figure the coffee part out.
That's about it. Oh yeah, the bus driver took my bus pass away. Long story. We'll see how all that turns out.
Sleep well...
LOVE
Anne
Day 19
Day 19 of 100 Happy Days...me and my brother
get into all sorts of metaphysical discussions... this one was about the
Catholic church needing more exorcists because of the loss of faith...
and the rise of Satanism, Paganism and the study of the occult... he
shared this article with me... since he's going up in the "Rapture"
we'll have a nice earth with just us Pagans around... gotta say that!
He cracks me up!
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Monday, May 5, 2014
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Friday, May 2, 2014
Day 12
Day 12 of 100 Happy Days... very proud of
myself... I acted all mature today when I really wanted to throw a
tantrum... (blurry photo)
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Day 11
Day 11 of 100 Happy Days...I'm watching Galactic (great band!) on AXS TV, the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival http://lineup.nojazzfest.com/
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