Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Fond farewells and salutations.
Spring brings with it the shroud of death.
The clinging fingers of our shadow side.
Do not wake the sleeping dogs today.
Hide your lovely sun away.
Open eyed and clear I will stand unafraid.
Knowing deep inside me beat the wings of a sweet bird.
Turning again, I am human, shallow and no words can
break the spell.
Only whispers of a prayer that my heart will dwell in heaven,
but recognize hell.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Speak to my Friend
I want to tell you I care and I am here for you.
Wait for me friend. Wait for me. I will get there.
I slam around and crash into life.
Oblivious to the slender thread of this breath.
Sweetness rules us. I rise and greet you happily.
So much so that I can easily tell you friend,
I love you, I love you, I love you.
This friday I wonder where you stand?
I want to share my mashed potatoes.
I could jump in my car and come see you.
I would gladly put on my boots and walk east.
We fly in our dreams and together float on the wind.
I want to present you with my gifts of star dust
and a friendship so deep that there is no bottom.
Wait for me. I will get there.
Robin Rosemond 3/26/10
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
I dreamed of singing spirituals on an old school bus.
I was traveling with a wild group of old ladies.
We sat on fruit boxes and stayed in cheap hotels.
We ate chicken and stuffing.
I did dishes in an old style sink.
We went to festivals.
I carried herbs with me.
I broke up dried oregano leaves in my hands.
The scent was delicious.
I said, "It's really good in meat balls."
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
I was talking about my old boyfriend Cosmo.
He's dead now, but I loved him.
I'm reminded that I love broken people.
The shy, the insecure, the frightened.
When I get disappointed in love,
I remember over and over, not to get
attached to the outcome.
Today I understand love.
Unconditionally, I go on loving and that's the gift.
Stay there Rosebud!