Jun 2007
in-between koi
Sat Jun 23, 2007 Filed in: Poetry
I am learning to love
muddy water,
the murky religion
under the floating dead
leaves and in-between koi.
I eat nameless seeds,
tart purple off the lolling branches,
and let the sun sting my eyes;
fear displaced by trust.
muddy water,
the murky religion
under the floating dead
leaves and in-between koi.
I eat nameless seeds,
tart purple off the lolling branches,
and let the sun sting my eyes;
fear displaced by trust.
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time to get a bigger apartment...
Fri Jun 15, 2007 Filed in: Recycled
thoughts
Two mandolins, two banjos, two acoustic guitars, a solid body electric guitar, a hollow-body electric guitar, a fiddle, a trombone, two trumpets, a clarinet, a keyboard, an acoustic instrument amplifier, a tube guitar amplifier, several harmonicas, a frame drum, and a penny whistle. Plus the condenser mic my Dad got me. Scary part is that I actually play all of them, at the expense of my social life...
My friend Mel made a really funny and appropriate comment the other day, "Another family torn apart by one man's quest for tone."
Dylan in church
Sun Jun 10, 2007 Filed in: Recycled
thoughts
I had the great
privilege of leading music in church this evening (my
church meets Sunday nights in an old theater). I took
the opportunity to fulfill a dream of mine and play
Bob Dylan's Ring Them Bells
in full rock and roll
fashion (lyrics here). It was a great spiritual
moment for me, thank you to Anna, Bethany, Aaron,
and especially Mike for the opportunity.
Next time, Every Grain of Sand...
Next time, Every Grain of Sand...