Friday, 07 November 2008
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goodness
so, i pretty much come up with brilliance everyday. let's face it.
last night, at our house we hosted the first installment of "don't go broke this christmas and kill yourself from the stress of it all", DIY christmas event.
our friends came over with their projects -- hand-made christmas gift projects. we had in one room a type writer click clacking it's old, but newly oiled keys, a friend creating a gift for another, photo albums being created and books of thankfulness. in another room we had a water color artist carefully brushing a journal entry, a mom collaging art for her loved one and a friend creating a masterpiece of paint, collage and soul.
it was total goodness.
i taught manes the art of flash poetry for a poem about coffee. then we created another. i chose the word "sleep" and had him rattle of words for about a minute that came to his mind when i said the word "sleep". he did (they are in bold below). i connected the words in the order they came to create:
Sleep
(a poem by manesy and me)in my dark blue eyesight
soft tree tops round out
the hum in my branches
and i long for dreams
of the everafter,
except the moon catches
stars calling my name
and i turn scared
deep into the movement
i careen into a new joy
with no length or reprieve.we may just create a mini-flash poetry book....or three.
it was so good to take time to create with friends. time is one of my strong love languages. love was good in the homestead last night.
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Comments (2)
my favorite part:
"i careen into a new joy
with no length or reprieve"
ughgughugghuh. that's a gut sigh. SO GOOD! I absolutely *love what you did with those words. hot. Hot. HOT!
(*two eProps on that ass!)
boom. eProps on the ass!!
let's face it. you're staying.