Keep it simple, silly

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Play day

Spring aromas wash around me with the wind. Blossoms blow by, and a tractor works on high. The cats by my feet wait and play, play and wait, wait, play, and a fly buzzes bright by my ear. The shadow before me reflects the warmth behind me. Green grass shining, greening.

Today I make my affirmations, today I give myself to freedom: until I can say 'I'm perfect', my answer is, 'I'm getting better'; kindness is a kindness I owe to myself; I am here to help.

If this is a dream, I must be dreaming. I like circles.

Butterfly bites off as much as it can chew and flaps off to another bud. Kitty cat smile smells of cherry blossom. Yonder hill awakens in a red flourish, and the bonfire beside me asks for a light. Sorry, don't smoke. Bouncing ball in the distance, distance, distance.

It's a nice day for a walk.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Franki said...

It was indeed a glorious day! Should you ever be able to utter, "I'm perfect!", I'm driving to Floyd to meet you. ;)

I've missed your painterly writing.

6:26 pm, April 10, 2008

 
Blogger Jade said...

Yay! Jamies back! And in fine form. I like this.

12:08 am, April 11, 2008

 
Blogger the Albino Bowler said...

Hey. I like what you've got going on here. I've been following your blog, and I noticed we have some interesting shared obsessions. I'm curious to see what your opinion is of the post I dropped at the Rodeo yesterday comparing American football to Aussie Rules. Hope to talk to you soon,
Matt the Albino Bowler from New Orleans

2:23 pm, September 29, 2008

 

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