before the storm that didn't arrive

MOISTURE by PL Byrd, August 27

Quiet as dew, I sneaked out
of the house early one morning to
meet friends on the hill behind our
neighborhood elementary school.
The sky was big near the football field,
and the dark hid us from each other,
hid everything about us except our white shirts.
We followed voices until our eyes adjusted, and
clustered like mushrooms in a fairy ring; here a
damp kiss and a feel, there a riveting storyteller
and a gasp. We played freely until the sky yawned
and licked her lips. Then, dawn snapped her fingers,
commanding our sodden brains and greenstick
bodies to home. Baby falcons, tethered, but rank
with thoughts of cloudy altitude, we were flightless,
like vaporous sheets flapping helplessly on the back
yard line, caught. The wet grass on the stairs to my
bedroom created little matted carpets my unspoken lies
couldn’t crawl under.

©PL Byrd 8/2010

My World Swelling - Life on the Island - Should I Put Some Ice On It?

Will my brain explode? Possibly. But maybe not. Plenty of rooms at the Inn. Thought Continuum, blessed be thy name. Lorraine's going through a similar (dilemma-?) - Symbolic language seems to sum it up. [(oh gawd Lorraine, Math? Did I really resort to Math?) (laughing out loud, I think of her reply to the language of the Butterfly Curve, "I think my brain just popped.") Reply: I know what you mean, Sister Woman.]

Cactus Flower Rising

Butterfly Effect

Monica took me on a tour of metamorphosis today in the milkweed of neighbor Kevin's yard. I've just emailed her to request some juicy text. Yum! Looking forward to it!

Romulus, Ruler of the Realm

Romulus is twenty years old - he is most definitely a noble old man -

[Monica reminded me that Old Man had a birthday (in March); he's twenty-one; all the more noble]

He does love his sleep. In the sun when its chilly; in the shade when its hot; old man does love his sleep.

Check out the right (his right) eyebrow in the second shot - old man's got a thought processing.

And back to the position he is prone, he will go; easing down to comfort.

In the yard today

Thinking of family...

Yesterday was my Dad's birthday, today is my brother Michael's - Thinking of you both today, and of Mom, missing you all so very much

Clitoria ternatea - in our yard in Key West

also known as Butterfly pea, blue pea vine, mussel-shell climber, pigeon wings

Thank you message from my most recent visitors, Hailey and Kathy

August 2010 - 7 Mile Marina - Marathon Key