Tribe.net. Local Connections Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#77f89586-f879-4002-ad3c-069c1077381b 2009-12-09T13:35:43Z 2009-12-09T13:35:43Z

a nudder poem-sketch that I would make an ancient Chinese painting's sky my home, with clouds, flying, soaring, become a watercolor.

Jon 2009-12-09T13:35:43Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#4c7cb4c8-47c7-498a-bfbd-cf62eeccdc18 2009-11-18T05:22:39Z 2009-11-18T05:22:39Z

poem-sketch (goes with pic in link below) sweet fresh cool blue meanders, addressing the rough-etched coast, sea and land, two friends talking with each other, the language of raw daily painted portraits, crisp glory. http://photography.nationalgeographic.com/photography/photos/best-pod-exquisite-earth.html

Jon 2009-11-18T05:22:39Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#1d597008-59ab-4614-90cf-b74c49812e29 2009-09-23T15:53:01Z 2009-09-23T15:53:01Z

Autumn Homage The red shock orange, The shock orange-red, Leaves. Fall Maple, Shock red-orange leaves, By Hundreds! Hundreds of tiny flames to the Autumn sky, Light, A perfect funeral pyre's glory, Red and richer, and then reds, Orange and its steady place and peace, And orange and its subordinates, Hues, a memorial, All fine stark shock against the sky, Sky stops, bends around it, Autumn Homage.

Jon 2009-09-23T15:53:01Z Celestia http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#5c2560bf-4a3a-4015-b41e-177bb1f67e78 2009-06-22T16:04:18Z 2009-06-22T16:04:18Z

Very nice poem, Jon. A moving tribute. The emotions come through plaintively. Clever use of the gem stones, a symbol of your father's profession, as a a metaphor for emotional value. I have a feeling your father would be proud. It was nice of you to share your story of your two fathers on the day dedicated to the celebration of fathers. You were very lucky to have not one but two fathers who were such an important part of your life.

Celestia 2009-06-22T16:04:18Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#d532db6f-1ab6-450c-bdce-a3ff5f0f5fb4 2009-06-22T14:48:39Z 2009-06-22T14:48:39Z

well, in my case, two...my father and my step-father. I was raised by both. My mother remarried when I was only five. My father passed in 2000, my step-father in 2004. here's a poem I wrote for my father, based on how I think he viewed the birth of my brother (his first child): My World There I was, walking through the world, unknowing and unknown. And there I was, walking through the world, unknowing and unknown, and lost. It was, a windy day, As many days are windy days in New York City, in the 1950's, in the jewelry district. And I was walking through the world, unknowing and unknown, and all I had was nothing, and I was walking through the world, and it was a stark and cold and windy day. And there were many days, and many years, and many decades, walking through and seeking and grasping and wishing, and hoping and unknowing and unknown. And I was seeking and grasping, and walking through the world, unknowing and unknown. And then, it happened, You were born, gentle as a new lamb, beautiful beyond any gemstone I had ever seen. And my days of lost wandering, so quickly gone, my world, my treasure, my all, my purpose, you were my everything, gentle as a new lamb. The world found its center, the world found its meaning, and I was home, and I, at last, was home. And through the years I treasured you, wishing I could give you, everything and anything, and my all, if I even had that to give. My son, I am sorry that I must go, I love you and will always love you, my dear, dear son. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ My father was an interesting guy. Brilliant, jewelry designer. Classic depressive, (like me, apparently). Didn't tolerate any limitations very well...a big fan of the greats...whether it was Picasso, Beethoven, Shakespeare. He taught me a love of quality. Step-dad was a trip. Real character. Very funny. Life of the party kind of guy...gregarious, giving....also, well, pretty much a professionally talented gambler. Ran crap games at Fort Dix during WWII. When I got arrested in an anti-nuke protest in NYC in '79, I was afraid to tell Dad where I was. So I asked him to pick me up at 100 Center Street (the address of the jail). He goes, "100 Center St., eh?" knowing full well what it was. Then he told me the story. He was in a crap game. The whole game got arrested and put in a holding cell (at 100 Center Street). They were all completely bored. So, what did Dad and his buddies do? They bribed the guard for a pair of dice and kept the game going in the cell! Gotta love it.... They both taught me tons, were extremely caring and nice to me. I owe them both so so so so much. Rest in peace, Dads.....God grant you his rest and blessings.

Jon 2009-06-22T14:48:39Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#7bfc1c85-257c-47e0-baca-1598e078266a 2009-06-10T09:47:32Z 2009-06-10T09:47:32Z

thanks so much photo is really so great (and not my shot) - all I really had to do was read the ingredients to a box of cereal and it still would have been great...

Jon 2009-06-10T09:47:32Z Celestia http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#2d940a3c-8a1b-4e84-93ca-06dd0ed1afb3 2009-06-09T15:21:06Z 2009-06-09T15:21:06Z

Forgot...I meant to add I love your photograph too of the lightening bolt to go with your haiku. Perfect!

Celestia 2009-06-09T15:21:06Z Celestia http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#5df22206-4215-4e14-846c-0c56e76d444b 2009-06-09T15:19:56Z 2009-06-09T15:19:56Z

Jon, I love your poetry! What beautiful, inspired, sensuous work. I bow before you humbled, grateful for you sharing your words with the world.

Celestia 2009-06-09T15:19:56Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#12c0944a-3ac5-41eb-a211-ddd1d99fdecc 2009-06-07T04:20:23Z 2009-06-07T04:20:23Z

Blue Line Heralds Speak Etching Pieces Of The Sky Lightning Sky Batik (with photo below) http://www.moonraker.com.au/techni/lightning.jpg

Jon 2009-06-07T04:20:23Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#0f3d2d39-814b-4d1a-bebe-ac98e7953387 2009-05-03T18:58:32Z 2009-05-03T18:58:32Z

gonna do these tonight, with some accompaniment... Who Can (ocarina notes) Down in South America What with the Toucan He can Sing the brightly colored forest What with lime green, pungent yellow Staring eyes Jimmy Durante nose... What with the Toucan Who can (ocarina notes) +++ a dogwood haiku (flute notes) Dogwood, White and Plum These Blossoms Like Open Palms White, Purple and Plum (flute notes) +++ and a comedy thing.... Hopping Lederhosen Poem done with a visual presentation of the hopping lederhosen - here's the link to see 'em: http://www.mcphee.com/items/11138.html and a You Tube Clip of them in action: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q6tfrDNZEmo By Jon xxxxxx with Lederhosenette L xxxx O Lederhosen! O O How much I love you, my lederhosen, O! You hop, therefore I like you. You hop, therefore I love you. I love you because of You, I love you for the You who you are. For you, are my hopping Lederhosen, And I love you.

Jon 2009-05-03T18:58:32Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#1019cbb6-7da9-467f-9f4b-5dcef1117d16 2009-04-23T11:32:37Z 2009-04-23T11:32:37Z

once upon a two-timing day double double gray sky and tumbling troubles the way the day will betray or just a phase a sour apple that heightens the sweet

Jon 2009-04-23T11:32:37Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#3b5984d4-21fe-46a7-9454-a189739730ac 2009-04-21T23:58:39Z 2009-04-21T23:58:39Z

Dogwood, white and plum These blossoms like open palms White, purple and plum

Jon 2009-04-21T23:58:39Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#4c814154-82e8-45c3-915c-1b814fdf3bb7 2009-03-06T11:11:39Z 2009-03-06T11:11:39Z

Snow Crystal Clear Gems These Cleverer Tinies Fractal Water Shapes http://pandasthumb.org/archives/images/snow/Diverse_snow_crystals_R.jpg

Jon 2009-03-06T11:11:39Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#1d9150b3-8346-409d-84bb-dbb97cfaaf8e 2008-11-04T16:44:39Z 2008-11-04T16:44:39Z

A New Frost Etches The Disappearing Valley Frozen Soft White Dew

Jon 2008-11-04T16:44:39Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#ebb63cc8-de05-4ee7-870a-c20d11df2056 2008-09-11T11:05:09Z 2008-09-11T11:05:09Z

9/11 Poem Crashing towers of steel and hopes and dreams and so so so so so sad. The tears of thousands, The tears of children, The fruits of violence and hate twisting metal like toys, Fire burning like some ancient hell and so so so so so sad. Crying for days and days afterward. In New Brunswick, NJ, waiting for a train. The man next to me stares straight ahead. Without looking up he says, "I've been to 40 funerals in the last two months." There is silence in the train station waiting room. Everyone knows what he means.

Jon 2008-09-11T11:05:09Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#0578993c-0b45-4ff6-8242-d19186c83c95 2008-08-01T22:50:59Z 2008-08-01T22:50:59Z

You And I And Us As Forevers Forward Onward I And You And Ever

Jon 2008-08-01T22:50:59Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#48deb2a0-de1d-4db5-b340-03f5d814f344 2008-07-18T08:51:50Z 2008-07-18T08:51:50Z

Untitled the night rolls on, quiet attends the solitary ceremony, the calming moon in the stark sky. night-walking: I just hear the shuffling of my feet, moonlight, suburban pavement, by beat, one step, another.

Jon 2008-07-18T08:51:50Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#f0f14d28-ff31-4202-b46d-45666f04a6cc 2008-07-06T23:02:20Z 2008-07-06T23:02:20Z

ugh, don't think link worked... trying again http://www.101zenstories.com/index.php?story=12

Jon 2008-07-06T23:02:20Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#64744036-5f3c-43b0-82f0-feca44a5723a 2008-07-06T23:01:03Z 2008-07-06T23:01:03Z

a little homage to Hotei (http://www.101zenstories.com/index.php?story=12) Chinese Restaurant Buffet This Hotei, Thundering Heaven, Smile Like He Just Tasted The Sky, Drank it in full, And, Laughed. This Hotei, Powerful Lofty Infinite Being, Gentle Heart of Gold. Loving Everything, Loving Like a Father, Like a Mother, Like your best ever memory of your very own Grandmother tenderly letting you lick the chocolate batter from the bowl she was mixing your favorite brownies in, just for you only for you touching your cheek just for you like that kind of love and backed by the transcendental power of Heaven itself all sky blue eye smiles and blanketing love till the tears well in your eye that gratitude could be such a welcome feast, there, as the door of love slightly opens and reminds you of what has always been Home.

Jon 2008-07-06T23:01:03Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#3bbb7e60-274f-403b-b7dc-5331bfc8f1fd 2008-06-15T21:17:02Z 2008-06-15T21:17:02Z

from a prompt (snowstorm) White Raining Blanket Deep Stark Silent Froth Falling Heavens In Cold Tears

Jon 2008-06-15T21:17:02Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#787fc7df-d138-413f-846f-bab36fcb2e0a 2008-05-27T18:31:36Z 2008-05-27T18:31:36Z

Glowing Sharp Pink-Red Floats on Softened,Sweetened Air Japanese Lotus http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/cindy-curren/Japanese-Lotus-flower-Sikinka-Poster-C12009916.jpeg

Jon 2008-05-27T18:31:36Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#f4080c79-580c-437c-a43a-8f418fb0bc08 2008-05-05T17:56:14Z 2008-05-05T17:56:14Z

Suburban NJ Park In night, when the ripples that water makes, are pieces of silver, that my eyes buy, there, I was walking around a small lake with petals from planted trees moving in a slow breeze, a slow jazz piece, playing to and for any and everyone, there, with the water ripples accenting the play on the petals in the breeze, with some children walking near to me, with their new hopes and future dreams, there, stopping or lurking, like some spy looking in upon a life that was not granted to me, feral, and wanting in to the world of which I was not. there, I saw an egret in a tree! Odd white bird standing! In a tree! 20 feet off the ground and staring at me! Two strangers watching the mutual strangeness dance between us, each, saying to the other, "Hey, man, do you belong here?" And I smiled that quirky old man smile that you get when you are and when you know and your sandpaper thoughts and gravely voice meet the day the way the grandpas did, with their 1950's cigars and pot-bellies and rough-life-lived-eyes. And the egret, still staring at me, perfectly innocent eyes staring, wanting to know, what I was doing there... I had no answer as I walked on watching more silvered ripples play in the light on the suburban New Jersey pond, by the street lights, near the old movie theater, the fancy new ice cream shop and the town library where young mothers go, with life in their eyes and joy and hope and joy and hope for their children, precious diamond gems all, decorating the landscape with a forbidden beauty I watch from the distance of my staccato breath-halting lungs.

Jon 2008-05-05T17:56:14Z Carol, aka Cleo http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#961281d3-6146-454f-a501-4684cba957d4 2008-04-21T06:34:02Z 2008-04-21T06:34:02Z

Thank you for telling me about this, Jon. I really like your images and how you deliver them. My favorite stanza of the first poem is the one which concludes "Dawn Calligraphy." In fact, reading this poem, I see someone gazing at the sky all night and into day. It's very peaceful. And there are so few verbs that when one does appear, and lengthens the line thereby, that line stands out to me as having more emotion. The verbless lines feel completely meditative and I see the sky, stars or sun. But when a verb appears, especially in the last stanza a series of verbs, "...would wish to be" my inner vision shifts from the sky, to the human being watching it. It is lovely ! Carol

Carol, aka Cleo 2008-04-21T06:34:02Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#6cbfd224-d4aa-435d-a8bd-49111565d83b 2008-04-16T03:12:22Z 2008-04-16T03:12:22Z

so many old days are fettered and tattered almost memories of half things and spotted, tarnished, useless, wasted things, waning and waiting and wanting for nothings or old remembrances of semi-nothings when or when or when it would - but it won't. that's ok, I tell myself and soldier my fettered self onward through annoyingly boring musings. today I was walking down the street found a garbage can rolling in the middle waiting to cause some damage to some car and to some insurance company's bottom line when there among the detritus of the garbage, it's can and my thoughts, was a teenie, a purple flower sticking up in the middle of the crab grass so I bent it and snapped it and kept it and put it in a container so I could hold the power of the that sharp purple close to me, where it wouldn't fade and I gave it to share it with someone the beauty of it thebeautyofit

Jon 2008-04-16T03:12:22Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#d0a1d218-65ee-4dec-b45f-8bb73beb9334 2008-03-23T23:32:23Z 2008-03-23T23:32:23Z

Babies are beauties like rain the way rain is sweet in the summer when the wind just almost dies and it brings falling bits of moisture pressing ever closer and then a merge and drops form on your cheeks as you walk and move and wish and hope and dream and remember the time, under the living room table when all the Big People were doing Big People stuff and you were free and safe from them and watching and uncaring and safe and free the way children smile the way babies smile, soft as fresh rain

Jon 2008-03-23T23:32:23Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#1050e27f-5d67-4293-b408-d567b9ea3a27 2008-03-17T23:14:24Z 2008-03-17T23:14:24Z

wrote this while listening to: Clannad feat. Bono - In a lifetime http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYjpo_OawIY +++ wend my way down the forest has never been more beautiful i remember you the time that seemed to have left me now gone and I'm this weathering old man as the rain, in the distance calls, falling in gentle droves heavy droves in beating strength falling down rain is today's reminder and I remember you wend my way down to gentle rain wend my way down and this forest has never been more beautiful I call to you from the forest floor, unable to see the vaulting height of the curious and hiding sun

Jon 2008-03-17T23:14:24Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#b18cfd09-5dbb-48f5-afa4-5ba58a6ef38c 2008-03-10T00:53:42Z 2008-03-10T00:53:42Z

from the inspiration of this picture: Invitation, a piece by Annie Haslam, of the 70's rock band Renaissance http://www.anniehaslam.com/ah_ahcollection.html cosmos swirl infinity swirl infinity-dream-sky-scape hope for our own home

Jon 2008-03-10T00:53:42Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#ffee8db5-8c7a-415f-ba6f-780447fc2f95 2008-03-03T15:38:04Z 2008-03-03T15:38:04Z

Remuneration for the Licientious Remuneration for the licientious moves and twists and pulls that press in and irk me, walking of the bloodied edge of today's razor. It ain't easy falling off the mountaintop, watching your limp and helpless, worthless weight fall bouncing from crag to crag, smashing bones into powders of various hues or watching a kidney pop out and land with you, next to you, in a pool of the ooze of your daily mind's wish to be something more. It ain't easy dropping off the top of the mountain, each and every day to the tune of 10,000 days,picking yourself up, like it didn't just happen, like you weren't just walking into the set of a horror movie, but this one is real and it is your life. It ain't easy falling off the top of that mountain, bouncing and barking and wailing, all the neighbor children running from the screams, crying, "Monster! Monster! Mommy, there's a Monster!" And the villagers all ready with torches and pitchforks to splay you open even wider. Your eyes just staring your ears just listening between the whistles and buzzes and cracks and cobwebs. And they think you are just the mailman, walking down their block, with a sack of mail, ready to deliver it with a smile, like some Norman Rockwell painting. It ain't easy and everyday falling off the mountaintop. Picking up succumbed limbs and flailing wildly forward because no gentle movement is possible, Watching everyone run from the grotesque scene as quickly as possible, Taking dead ancient Greek warriors as comrades, ready to nurse their wounds with them and call them friend from the haunted shadows they call home. But ghosts are never good company. It ain't easy falling off the mountaintop, and the multiple horrors and the daily sweeping endless toil of the crypt keeper waiting in hope for some salary.

Jon 2008-03-03T15:38:04Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#c643fcfd-e319-4abf-b8b3-0aa332554c77 2008-02-21T20:52:26Z 2008-02-21T20:52:26Z

We saw the eclipse, here in NJ! was extremely clear. We watched from about 10 PM EST to 11PM...the moon had a tiny bit of light left and we watched as in about 15 minutes it went completely shaded. Was absolutely glorious! Bright shining night star Soft light of peace calling me into a needed calm Quirky weird joy Stunning sky-art Glorious moment!

Jon 2008-02-21T20:52:26Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#51a53deb-cefd-435b-bef6-69abdd7a3ac8 2008-01-30T01:55:38Z 2008-01-30T01:55:38Z

Passing And Now Gone Here Just Not So Long Ago Time Marching Tear-Ticks

Jon 2008-01-30T01:55:38Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#1d8ebb9c-46ae-40ff-9b81-ae14e6217dcb 2008-01-24T04:14:55Z 2008-01-24T04:14:55Z

haiku-sketch with photo (not mine, just one I found online) Ripe Full Snow Branches Sing Strong To The Surrounding Solid Crisp Blue Frame Sky http://www.hooah.com/images/1163995547_card_image_snow_branches.jpg

Jon 2008-01-24T04:14:55Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#a43c51e5-4c6d-4690-b827-6a18888babea 2008-01-18T09:19:54Z 2008-01-18T09:19:54Z

static calm and waiting. every raindrop finds its home. In the 3AM air, wet Jersey asphalt glistens in the soft and steady rain. tiny drumbeats gentle reflected light street lights have become night stars as the gray Heavens cloud the sky no one stirs everyone sleeping opening the window, I breathe in, steady and slow, relishing each morsel of air's movement

Jon 2008-01-18T09:19:54Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#b95ce3d7-886e-4a9c-a41b-d8a77544a4ef 2008-01-09T16:15:27Z 2008-01-09T16:15:27Z

Hope-sky sunray burst Into thick of the forest Heart-hope light call http://www.soundsleeping.com/uploaded_images/sunbeam-750216.png

Jon 2008-01-09T16:15:27Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#4f594a65-6781-4698-a8e3-2aa68945b736 2007-12-28T07:14:57Z 2007-12-28T07:14:57Z

thanks so much! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Present Now: A Stream Power torrents. Power torrents Over rocks. -Water, I like its amenities. -Water, I like the electricities. I approach. There! The gurgling! There some clattering. And there again some gurglings. (they giggle). Water mists. That's its tendency. I like the electric subtleties. They're my eccentricity.

Jon 2007-12-28T07:14:57Z robin http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#0ff182a2-ac69-4975-8e66-5c4424ae7bd5 2007-12-19T07:15:41Z 2007-12-19T07:15:41Z

love this!

robin 2007-12-19T07:15:41Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#d8b4098e-62a9-4132-846c-ff8f0368b74c 2007-12-18T21:45:52Z 2007-12-18T21:45:52Z

oops that goes with this picture: http://farm1.static.flickr.com/208/448526385_0c73080a2f.jpg

Jon 2007-12-18T21:45:52Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#9571d010-d00e-441f-be80-cdf97f24a578 2007-12-18T21:43:54Z 2007-12-18T21:43:54Z

sky and I and you and I and here and there and everywhere and everywheres blues into hues and everywheres sky is winter and winter is sky here where my eye stops to pause and perhaps seeks to whisper

Jon 2007-12-18T21:43:54Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#14744f8c-f65a-4356-a3b7-2c5ac5ccd34f 2007-12-03T19:22:30Z 2007-12-03T19:22:30Z

haiku sketch with photo... Chinese Mountain Haze Pull And Take Me Full Beyond Heaven Touches Earth http://www.citscanada.com/cities/images/mountain/HuangShan1_copy.JPG

Jon 2007-12-03T19:22:30Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#58c3f56c-1c0f-4580-83e2-bcc34030787d 2007-11-15T07:58:01Z 2007-11-15T07:58:01Z

Forceful Solid Strong Lofty Dreaming Centered Home Blue Sky Eye-Ripples http://irreversibleprocess.com/photos/2006/10/18-sky.jpg

Jon 2007-11-15T07:58:01Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#02f8af1b-c3a0-4086-9301-568f3a9498fa 2007-11-06T23:00:15Z 2007-11-06T23:00:15Z

Present Memory All Hollow Teardrop Echoes Bending Willow Sigh

Jon 2007-11-06T23:00:15Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#bcfad5eb-27a0-490c-80dd-53a532a7239a 2007-11-04T15:40:26Z 2007-11-04T15:40:26Z

two from this picture Mountain Powerful Howl Of Exotic Furies Reigning Dune Sea Scape Patient Wispy Peace Hot Air By Each Breath's Movement Sand's Slow Hand's Waiting http://library.thinkquest.org/05aug/00461/images/saharasand2.jpg

Jon 2007-11-04T15:40:26Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#02b8a0db-d9be-4061-9aee-f7da5ab9601a 2007-11-01T19:34:18Z 2007-11-01T19:34:18Z

Lesion, Open Wound, Salt, Sore, Perforation, Rent Split, Tear, Howl, Screech, Mourn

Jon 2007-11-01T19:34:18Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#18f9a35e-1012-424c-aaf0-b8f1151c5a6b 2007-10-24T16:01:20Z 2007-10-24T16:01:20Z

Tiny Terribles These Tears She Sweetly Chooses My Long Sighing Sighs

Jon 2007-10-24T16:01:20Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#c7bc878a-ea85-4fed-b818-671ed2988af8 2007-10-10T13:11:15Z 2007-10-10T13:11:15Z

wrote some poetic prose musings Inspired by interacting with yet another crazed 15 year old online. This kid reminded me a lot of governments, our government, other governments and, really, all institutions of power. There is a schoolyard bully around and beating up the other kids. Seeing that, our institution's decide to stop the bully and use force. OK. But the problem is not resolved. The bully's father is beating him daily. That is the real cause. And, it seems, no matter how many advanced degrees people have who run the large institutions of power, they still function through the simplest of paradigms, without the barest of reflection as to cause or effect. Like a gang of Ph's reflecting on whether to punch the bully in the stomach or in the face, issuing 100 page + documents with the pros and cons of each "solution," while never for a second even entertaining the notion of another solution beyond punching, beyond violence, etc. And not just so with big international global politics...but with all kinds of decisions. The boss choosing to be authoritarian and abusive to employees, even if kindness is not only more effective in achieving the short term business goals, but produces harmony, devotion to work, community spirit - all things, which, in the long run, drive business to true success. Government Power Psychotic Myopia Dance Me Me Me Me Me Government Power Spastic Flailing Empty Zero Only The Heart Knows Sadistic Mocking Destruction Invocation Boomerang Ringing Endless Useless Toil But For One Moment Of Peace Or? - More Useless Toil A Golden Drop's Calm The Sweet Taste Of Pure Patience New World's Dawning Everyone's Home Holding Out Warm Heart To All Clarity Bell Sound Hatred Struggle Hate Tortured Dark Devil's Quaking I Just Cannot Stop Wanting Much More Trying Every Wrong Way Banking My Own End Coffins All Around I Take My Cold Nails And Smile Hammer Them All In Monkey Mind Dancing Intelligence's Large BlowBack What Wondrous Waste +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Jon 2007-10-10T13:11:15Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#afba1595-69f7-4c6e-89ff-41f1f78b270b 2007-10-09T21:28:11Z 2007-10-09T21:28:11Z

thanks Joshua.. +++ and there the thing that I was was waiting or hoping or something teasing the day through wishing for something, always. This day, today, the morning had dew, it touched the roof's tar paper sheets, Odd little black entities moistened out of lethargy, reflecting light, tiny mirrors on the landscape of suburban houses houses pink-green-yellow-dyed-blue dotting the Jersey roads winding threads in the dreams and thoughts and toils

Jon 2007-10-09T21:28:11Z joshua http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#ef623f1c-d728-42ec-93ab-40d60a1d6ed8 2007-10-08T04:57:24Z 2007-10-08T04:57:24Z

I like the idea of using images to trigger the writting. Your words cause my mind to divert out of it's normal word flow; kind of an eloquent obtuse style. I like them. Thanks for sharing.

joshua 2007-10-08T04:57:24Z Jon http://CreativeWriting.tribe.net/thread/6ae0ea2c-c931-4888-b787-9d1787d49319#0e42d228-f3e7-42de-9ae2-5968494a8ab8 2007-10-07T15:24:33Z 2007-10-07T15:24:33Z

Vaulting Height Moon View White Grey, A Soft White Light Peace Blue Canopy Sky Sky Vast Vast High Height Tiny Black Dotted Sky Flight Wisps, Vaulted Power Super Blue Cool Dawn Movement Flashes The New Sky Dawn Calligraphy The Red Sharp Shock Orange Fall Maple Leaves By Hundreds! All Stop Stark Against Sky Suburban Landscape Dreams, The Sky That Would Wish To Be, Full Floated Fluff Stuff. +++ these two are from a writing prompt “to one who has gone” Now And Now And Gone, Hands Held To Head And Screaming All Tear Born Scarred Quake; Shaking, Rattling Rock Cavern Hollow Heart Tear Wishing Wet Eyes Would Speak +++++++++ another darker one Paper Shreds, Flailed The Scattering To Empty When I What Was Once +++++++ an “insomnia” haiku Lagging Nagging Now Oh No The Again Again Laughing Dancing Bones +++++ from an image of Bryce National Park Stark Erosion Forms The Eons Of Slow Sculpture Sand, Beige And Sweet Reds +++ From an image of Ikebana On The Table Lines Speak There Content Colors Reply My Eyes Stopped, Joy! +++ from an image of Zion National Park Soft Red Meanders The Quiet Life In Corners Sandstone Beauty Pause +++++ From the image of a whale and sunset Gentle Setting Orb A Whale Celebrates The Sun Big Happy Boy Splash! ++++ From the image of a peony: A Gentle Offering Open Hands Up To The Sky This Proud Standing Pink +++ Grand Canyon http://www.aqua.co.za/assa_jhb/new/Canopus/Can2004/094%20The%20Grand%20Canyon%20Arizona.JPG Open Vast-Scape Sight Glorious Red Purple Hue Thrown Here For Our Eye +++ http://www.webpages.uidaho.edu/~rfrey/images/lotus.jpg Pond Is Cool Water There Supported Standing Up White Flower Smile +++ Eyes And Millions And Tall Trees In The Everywheres Black Bird Eyes Darting +++ Big Big Belly Paws White Bouncy Ready Peppy Happy Tiger Day http://www.babyanimalz.com/images/baby.tigers.jpg +++ this one is from a photo posted in the Photography Tribe Greens Seek Blues Seek Peace There! In The Waning Corner! Blue Rainbow Mushroom http://gophoto.tribe.net/photos/f877ec4f-76ce-4eff-b208-bb925c0d23a9 ++++ Bossman comedy ones Sugar plum sweet joy The tasks he gives me to do I love my boss so Soft flower petals The words he speaks to me Gentle Dear Bossman Gentle Dear Bossman I Brought My Gun Today Who Is The Boss Now? +++ Black And White Stripes This Mime Is Driving Me Nuts Mime Murder Smile-Joy +++ White Star Center Dance Sharp Cool Blue Spiral Primed Otherworld Pinwheel http://www.hermann-uwe.de/files/images/blue_flower.preview_0.jpg +++ Bird Bird Bird Hop Hop Peppy Pop Popping Hop Hop Wind Gust, Glance, Then Gone +++ Die Huge Silverfish Object Of My Frustration Thwack! I Feel Better +++ Water Wishes, Wants Mixings, Blues, Lines, Whites And Breath Stop - Satisfaction http://www.heilmandesigns.com/waterfall-crystal-creek-2.j.jpg +++ Canvass And Palette Soft Orange Purple Caress Sweet Pastel Sky Sigh http://www.cadtutor.net/ibank/raster/sky/source/sky-13.jpg +++ Rose And Dew And Gray Soft Simple Quiet Morning A Taste of the Sky http://www.georgeledger.co.uk/images/monochrome/rose%20and%20dew%202%20B&W.jpg ++++ Sky Deep Sky Blue, Rich Sand Grass Are Hair Stalks, Rich Lines Sharp Funk Touches Sky http://www.qedata.se/bilder/gallerier/litauiskt-galleri/sventoji/strand-dag2.jpg +++ Beauty's Lonely Tear She Waits For One Who Is Gone Flower Petal wind http://www.duckdaotsu.org/11/LadyXiangsm.jpg +++ Two Haiku-sketches from a picture inspiration She Shyly Wishes While Wondering What Elves Do Hides Her Face And Smiles Glowing Living Free Sunlight Playing In The Field These Tinies Are Gold http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/BNS/BNS198/YPL024.jpg ++++++ That Someday I Might The Richer Reds Dissolve, Burn Deep Flame-Licks Tick, Tick, Tick http://www.gladlylearn.com/Flames1024.bmp +++ Secluded Aqua Haven From Daily Task's Toil Water-Peace-Mind-Rest http://www.indodaman.com/images/The_most_famous_waterfall_in_Khao_Yai_Haeo_Suwat_Waterfall.gif +++ comedy haiku She Surely Knows You She Tells You All This Daily You Do Not Listen http://www.americansforprosperity.org/includes/imagemanager/images/old_lady.jpg +++ Strong Colors Dancing Power In Every Breath Sky As Yellow Fire http://static.flickr.com/29/67810981_637ae582d2_b.jpg +++ Odd Horizontal Silly Staring Goat Curiously Bent Eyes http://www.shoreshheritageranch.com/photos/DSC00732_eye.JPG +++ Little Bear Mister Ready To Hug The Whole World Happy Forest Day http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/NGSPOD04/108627~A-Grizzly-Bear-Cub-Stands-with-Arms-Outstretched-Posters.jpg ++++ Take Me Back And Home To Sleep Among Rose Petals Dream-Rest In Eden http://www.instruction.greenriver.edu/lmmueller/Portland%20rose%20garden.JPG +++ Three Thoughtful Tears Today Slowly, Deliberate, Calm Broken Bones, Mourning +++ Bloated Ugly Puff Drained Wasted Bold Useless Another Today +++ Quiet Pale Breeze Wafts Peony's Stinging Sweetness All-Awed-Stark-Silence +++ Scrawny Little Brat Spawn Of Some Restless Gremlin Spitball In My Ear +++ NY Commuting Crazy Anger Race To Nowhere Tick Tick Tick Tick Tick +++ Wobbly Baby Walk Tender Chubby Cherub Cheeks Blossom Sunrise Smile +++ Pale Neck Lifted Back Awe-Glory Waking Expanse The Sky Standing Up http://www.oursaviorchurch.org/school/faculty/gthorp/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/cornfields.jpg

Jon 2007-10-07T15:24:33Z