Tea Cup Fire | Travel Higher | Fling That Sauce | Singing Moss

Tibetan Monk fuels tea cup fire
Irish poets travel higher
Jewish jewels fling that sauce
And Chinese rules singing moss.
Russian women got my attention
Apaches swim and talk ascension.
See me walking on water on the beach,
When I was 10, I ate a peach.  (hi QiQi!)

folks, rocks and trees asking “What do you paint?” answer: “some of this”.

New music I’ve never heard before makes me want to paint something…..

I just discovered the song “e o pitinhu piu” on youtube, and it makes me so happy that I must paint my version of Maria Callas as Desdemona in Verdi’s Otello.

ni xihuan bu xihuan? wu so wei, wo xihuan shi, wo gao xing Wo hen gao xing wo ting ting “e o pintinhu piu”

listen and get happy……

Happy New Year (Western AND Asian in about 3 weeks) I went to Bodega Bay, California. I reflected on life, enjoyed the place and took photos. (then wrote some thoughts about it all)

I finished working today on my project house, and got in my car at 3pm and raced out to the beach at Bodega Bay so that I could see the ocean. I haven’t been to the ocean all year. These are a few of the photos that I took while enjoying a couple hours there, then going to a local dive restaurant for some fish n’ chips (french fries actually).

Ocean.
Swaying thought of mind, ocean blue gave a gift.
Pushing toward an ocean rift.
Water turning over beach, motion driven land on sand, each.
One I picked it up and kept, hand in water, dripping life.
Slept somewhere in time matches met, wife.
Sipping cool top breeze, Eastern sun is the same ease as west.
Wintering thoughts…rest, days, and these…best.
Run is game of life, Sand, water, sun, “other”, centered feelings, wife.
One, tried, reeling mind floating on ceilings, life.
Sun son kept the pact.
Mint Alder force and wily styled smiles, tact.
Maybe blowing waves, sand.
Sea water rocks walk four ways, wiles, stand.
Saving slowing rowing water.
Atom styled Days under stars spent dreaming talks, daughter.
Mother Nature, from the maze leading meaning, walks, floats
Swept the time away this year, Boats.
On the ocean we see each other
Dates mean nothing, changes will, Other.
Emotion seeds another still nature waiting sweet.
Motion.

Happy Lantern Festival, China. (and happy new year starting about a week ago…)

Lantern light China reeling

fan show south warm people feeling

ceiling flying colors trying, wielding others lying looking

cooking eatings wishing thoughts on others past and present

future lots, children rabbit towing dreams laughing mothers

shielding means fathers proudly smiling building futures

sky breath spirit past love dialing into future long lost dream

lantern light please carry me dreams.

carry me away into sleepy lands falling into universe hands

china dreaming world together freedom flinging united tether

days of love on Agate beach, thinking when I was 10, I ate a peach.

Good night earth, eat a lychee, eat a blueberry and make a friend with a crow.

carry me dreams far into kissess of clouds on mountains in Perus foggy mists.

lantern wishing twisting sighing. dreams of my friends so flying high.

 

To Chee Chee: Happy Birthday Fiona Q Zhong Guo Mei Nu Ren, (he hen YOU YI SI ye)

Unfolding into life,
strife, unconquered reason, no hurry,
worry not- Fiona Sister Season,
ease on, monitored holding heart in mind,
wind-a healthy life-Fiona Sunshine. wish.
Irish poet went to god,
nod, offer flickering prayer
wearer, yes, nod,
sod. back to planet ,
Aunt will be well,
spell, look out window,
Slow…ring the bell,
Swell, purple flower ,
hour into ocean shell,
Nell, windy days hiking beach,
Each-us and never leaving wishing well endeavored keeping hearts so sweet.
tasting chocolate
mind treat.
leaf still blowing down the street.

For the Northern California beach and those of us who’ve spent time there and other beaches where we will spend time. wherever. beaches. us.

Cloud blown whistle roamed

Feelings thicker in my sight

Loud honed thicker thrones

Ceilings wicker into light

Filing thoughts tired long

disappearing as they float

styling wrought iron bliss

rearing onto paper boats

Wowed the homes of lions paths

And sent the whispers after suns.

Sowing loans of scions math

Sand bent mist cures rafters runs

Floating flying flowing fairie flowers

drying in the sunlight deep

With doting lying long and arid hours

singing in my sweethearts sleep.

For the wind. wind curious. mend Sirius.

Unfolding heart, Old friend stranger,

Never was in dire danger

Dominoes dropping like a life force fuse

Untapped love that we do not use

Saw three lights, chakras glowing,

Fell into a will whirlpool rowing

Pineal gland, Silly old land,

Filial piety, Phineas Fogg

Third eye, heart, read the hand,

Millions of Deities, Star of the Dog

Saw the golden angels light,

Aura weaving designs of sight

Around a being of opposite nature,

Surrounding gleam of watch this glacier

Of life ice force in human form

Moving like a woman born

To free kiss from

This life of wonder

And see three monks clapping thunder

On the top of a mountain and trailing fire

She blew some breath of life much higher

I caught it and flew into strato-spheres of elation

Sought it landed a short trip into heavens nation

Friendly souls abound

Unique angels make a certain sound

Wiling, milling around, heard tell it,

The dreamer of dreams never did sell it

Ladies voice like faint old home

Carried back from where we roamed

And dropped this into Gods whole lap

And said a long poem about the ways of the map

Round and round this mind is twirling

Redwood trees in the ocean burling

Caught up in the act of creation

Flowing breezes of tuned in sation

She appeared with the Energy-Eyes,

Locked and loaded with ways of the whys

This dancer’s here in front with a kiss,

God said there was an answer to the one of this

When talking to the dancer, other half,

When this needs an answer to a mothers laugh

Talking to place where I came from

But chaotic world is so strange fun.

Bards and poets are conversation fodder

But the real deal is here in the water

Wet with life and taking in rain

Spilling laughter and fighting pain

We went with the wind and banged the bell,

What we feel we’re too afraid to tell

Well about that word the wind heard me say

On the meadow in the valley when you looked my way

It was truth and it was pure

And it was my heart that the wind did hear.

Wayward planets keep on blowing

Meanwhile life steeps choice cause slowing.

For the trees, asking questions

I’m answering questions asked by the wind, questing dancers tasked by Lynn

Flower Petals dropping draping valleys, summertime brogue in Belfast alleys.

Power Full pushing nature rising falling later to emerge again, I saw light way back when

Hours Past with swift swooping swallows, never mind where weeping wallows.

Showers Rain and clean the canvas, paint again with sweeping sadness

Cowards Run from games on the hill, swilling fun awaits the skilled.

Mallards and ducks fly with the nature; people sit in line and wait for…

Rock the clock and watch a feeling, blowing through and left me reeling

Walk for 1119 miles, Kicking rocks and giving smiles

Talk To the comrade, sharing stories, I had a dog and a Rainbow Lorie

honey is sweet like the maidens voices that sound like music not like noises

Choices Are destiny is what I wonder, made by the God during big bang thunder

Under The standing of spirit connected I ask if the Sun hears what’s expected.

Blunders made are still on the map, fade not thy will, and pass over traps

Keep ever singing, like the mockingbird, keep your bells ringing with the walking word.