August 22, 2004

• THINGS THAT REFRESH MY SOUL
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  Xanthin

  Okay, it’s a stretch but there are only two pages of words that start with X in the dictionary. It’s a part of the yellow coloring in flowers and plants. I’ve always loved yellow. Daffodils, sun-moon-stars-planets, fall leaves, legal pads, tabby cats, fire, baby chicks, roses. So here’s a yellow poem:

  Yellow trees are at the end
  of what I see when
  I look back into my eyes
  and even further where
  I speak in leaves and whisper
  there is just the sound
  the sound of yellow.
  Slow among the trees I lie
  my fingers helpless
  in the grass
  for at the other end of sunlight
  from the sun I am newborn
  the cord uncut.
  _____
  Deep Thought: Instead of putting a quarter under a kid’s pillow, how about a pinecone? That way, he learns that “wishing” isn’t going to save our national forests.
  Today I am grateful for: Cheese
  End of Day – 7:42 pm (closing this one out early cuz I have to post tomorrow’s entry tonight.)
  + = Beautiful rainy day all day. Everything breathed in.
  - = Watched a woman Olympic marathon runner give up in exhaustion just before the finish. She’d been in the front of the pack all the way (26 miles or some damn distance like that). It was very sad.

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