trapped

trapped like the palm of my hand.

i coalesce [mind, body, spirit, friends] to be free.

lovin'

i love to love.

the coalition

sometimes you just sit. quiet. tired. broken. in that black moment of desperation, a dying ember of hope sparks to life. tiny flares twinkle. grow in strength. ideas flow and new purpose surfaces. a vision of fuschias and aquamarines, daisies and dandelions makes its debut. a coalition of colorful intrigue. a trigger, coalescing happiness.

coalition
noun: 1. an alliance, especially a temporary one, of people, factions, parties, or nations. 2. a combination into one body; a union.

etymology: french, from medieval latin coaliti, coalitin-, from latin coalitus, past participle of coalscere, to grow together. see coalesce.

cooperative
adjective: 1. done in cooperation with others: a cooperative effort. 2. marked by willingness to cooperate; compliant: a cooperative patient. 3. of, relating to, or formed as an enterprise or organization jointly owned or managed by those who use its facilities or services: a cooperative department store; cooperative apartment buildings.

noun: an enterprise or organization that is owned or managed jointly by those who use its facilities or services.

see clear

20/20: a number, an age, a show, my sight in one eye. my vision for the future. square. thin. brown-green. blue. round. cateyes. soon. very soon. clarity. extending to a new horizon. a vast plain opens. i step in. hope consumes me clearly.

it's showtime at the apollo...tonight

to boo or not to boo...that is the question as the infamous stage, greets me. greatness has stood. shadows whisper historic melodies. greatness may stand. beaming dissonant sounds of harmonic tension.

fame, fortune--distant dreams--as a zillion laughs send shudders from head to toes. voices scream out from atop the tiers down the stairs and onto a stage of tap dancing, stomping, singing lushness.

smaller than a black box, brighter than a matchbox on fire--a true sight to see. in person--so different than on tv. such slightness filled with contentedness.

a good day. finally. filled with music in my head and showtime delivery...on the stage, at my desk...again, again and again.

the language of love

parles-tu francais? oui. je parle beaucoup francais...and then i go into my head...i think about the plate of tuna at the other table...who was that man peeing in the women's toilet...why are there so many men surrounding us...could i say this in french if i wanted...damn i'm feeling fat and ugly with no sleep, too many drugs, not enough liquor and three gigantic, square meals today. mais, j'aime mes amies, les rires et la conversation (dans ma tete).

ghost in the park

wildly tame or freakishly wild, tis the question this winter day amidst the stainless steel trees of madison square park. freeloading ghosts greet us with devilish eyes and bushy tails. friend or foe, angel or demon--it's a giggle a minute on the grassy knoll, concrete.

love fest

my valentines delivered. sean, rufus, julien--thank you! gros bisous.

my sky

the clouds, a halo of supple light, set off the giant spindle, blinking dot against chocolate sky. i see through trees, clarity. vision. a spot of hope--active imagination. a necessity. watched by one serene eye. the glow intensifies.

cold continues

oh the cold. whirling madness.

whips frigid air around my nose.

water solidifies around my toes.

faster and faster the flakes fall.

black turns to white, as

day turns to night.

smiles, laughter warm my lips.

people run, dart cold pellets.

simply sedate

simply sedate.

possessed by a love that pontificates happiness. joy binds me. calls me. my muse suggests a seduction of all things beautiful. induced by adventure, driven by desire, penetrated with a flaming fire of action.

my love lyric--mmmm mmm mmmm mmmmmmmmm mm mm mm mmmmmmm--moans as bass thumps, guitar squeals and drums beat down. my body. rocking with the rhythm of this passion. charmed fingers, painted lips, flowing hair fall on my muse.

look on. see the vision of this open heart--but heartbreak beware.

the eiffel tower

i just looked at the eiffel tower cam and saw dawn! what beauty this city of lights at the break of day possesses--vibrant orange, hot pink, deep blue--greeting my eyes and whisking me away to three months of french fantasy. adventurous love. dreams of more and more and more.

now sweet dreams are truly mine, mon frenchie.

big energy

confused as i think on today's inspiration. trying to be positive, but finding it hard. big things happened today: big ideas, big emails, big impressions. but at this moment none of them feel big enough.

the oppressive nature of my environment taunts my inspiration and tramples my spirit. the energy continues to drain as negativity follows me everywhere. a feeling i can't take, an emotional rollercoaster i don't want.

i attempt to protect my happiness in the open air with thoughts of big ideas and big opportunities to kick up the big energy. i'm determined to make it work. my special someones continue to help the process. thanks to the laugh of my friends, the solidarity of my sisters and the love of my family.

once again, i'm renewed...and tomorrow morning the energy begs to be big.

travel--food--business...c'est possible

idea after idea swarms through my head. my writing. my art. my skills as a marketing professional--oops, woman of the world. could this be the winning combination. the threesome, my freesome. the storyto help me walk outside--free. worth the read. and the chuckle. c'est possible. c'est possible. j'aime l'idee.

love shown sure

today the mail brought me a lovely surprise. proof of two people's love for each other and another.

the USPS surfaced an image from long ago of a cheeky baby atop her father's shoulders. a blob of babiness held secure by the strength of sure hands. legs wrapped tightly around a giant's neck. hearts and love, pink and sunshine emit a quick glimpse of two worlds, two people--a regular day love fest--brought together in one click of a 1979 minolta.

a flash this girl doesn't remember.

a time when two lovers found peace in each other's arms and wore love on their sleeve. a partnership open to a world of strangers. a shared space of emotion and time, breathing life and love into a new soul. what intimacy this moment elicits. what love spews forth. the closeness i see--i finally understand--in living color on kodak paper.

a feeling this girl has always known.