Posted in poetry

Daily Haiku

Love the small breezes

to glide with a butterfly

answer to a breath

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Posted in Memories

A #pastiche #blizzard of #1999

I was 23 in 1999.

I was working for a company called Servicemaster and still lived at home.

My dad and I drove to the Black Hills of South Dakota. It was a wonderful Father/Son roadtrip.

I was taking night classes on computers and html web designing at the time.

My friend, Matt Chivari, and I spoke for the last time. Not sure why but that was that.

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I met a woman named Denise at a comedy theatre performance. She was funny and talented. My best friend Tony was directing a spoof of the Glass Menagerie and I spotted this Denise and asked to have a drink with her. She and I spoke for a couple of hours and she inspired me to stick with art. She recommended a movie, My Dinner With Andre. I told her how much I like the Pet Sounds record. She said someday I will write my pet sounds. She gave me a business card but i lost it.

Also…there was a blizzard that year!

Memories…..ahhhhh

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When Do I Feel FREE or “In-The Zone?”

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This occurs when I am preoccupied where I lose track of time

When I am writing while listening

to the right sounds, rhythms and tunes

on the computer blogging and cataloging

or downloading music

essentially doing research

talking about something

that excites me and that I feel so passionate about

without skipping a beat.

 

Nights

weekends

vacation days

In Michigan at my dad’s

watching a movie

writing in my notebook

listening to

and sorting through music

long bike rides

sleeping

iPod on a train

When my boss is off work

even for a few hours

breaks

lunch

in the bathroom

at an amusement park

 

HAPPY