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So I rode my bike up the Mountain to the Sky
and flew back down and and saw with my eye

that the Mountain dreams in streams rushing to the Sea
where the waves are all gathering but disagree

about the many splendoured Suns glittering around
and whether they are jewels the Mountain found.


a picture from my Community Garden

DragonFly on Amarinth ( Ancient Grains with 18 Miillion year old design that is the DragonFly )

inWORDs flow, er and hop eh --

meaning is a kludge --
get a clue, doh!
where's your verbal toes?

not one but many
any where you dream
catching the flow, er

and hop, eh
like a frog or
dragonfly winging

listening to the critiques
of croaks and songs
of Crickets and Katydids

when I am Truth I am Beauty
unless you lied
about me being ugly --

photo of my feet in India while on a quest --

foot fall ... a toe meant: atonement or a torment: let your walk do the talking

Every step I've taken
on the road of my life
has lead me to where my feet are now.

As I know where my feet are,
I have the beginning of where I'm going
and the end of where I've been.

Hey, watch where you’re going, I'm walking here !!!

The peregrinated Heart, ever voyaging, longing its compass, always going hOMe --


Photo taken in the Kootneys near Nelson BC

The Green Man

As above, so in you
the light, the warmth, the sky of blue
and in the darkest of the nights
the Stars that sparkle as they do...

The language of the Birds his secular tongue,
while silence is his noble one,
arises from a living soul within his Heart,
and washes simple throughout his Art...

This then is what we can say of Art,
that it is born of a Heart of Wonder,
which blooms as leaf in where we ponder,
and bears the fruit for all to eat,
-- ambrosia, Divinely sweet...


Photo taken in the Kootneys

She spoke in silences,
her heart empty
with lost time.

Walls unpainted their colours;
windows became blind.
Doors withheld keys,
a blanketless bed,
and pageless books!

A hole in her shoe,
the other already dropped.

Blown Away

a Mystic candle
enamouring fire
is so light --

shimmering tenuously
lurching shadows
and listening --

intensely disinterested
neither attracted
nor compelled --

only
waiting
with storms all around


Photo taken at a pond on Granville Island

jeRRy.whaLLey is trying to drown us with plenty.

Cameron wrote:jeRRy.whaLLey is trying to drown us with plenty.

Oh I'm sorry Cameron but trochee sent me an e-mail toward getting more activity here -- sorry if it's a bit much but I'm trying at every topic --

jeRRy.whaLLey wrote:

Cameron wrote:jeRRy.whaLLey is trying to drown us with plenty.

Oh I'm sorry Cameron but trochee sent me an e-mail toward getting more activity here -- sorry if it's a bit much but I'm trying at every topic --

No, it's a good thing. Keep it up. Just don't expect us to be able to keep up with you.