Celebrating a Year

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week 101 ~ talking to you across the miles

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talking to you across the miles
typing to you the words in my
heart and I wonder does the sky
feel them passing or are my smiles
invisible and do the styles
of type chosen with care matter
at all to the clouds that gather
on the horizon do they know
we have gone everywhere yet no-
where and still can’t find an answer

Written by mairmusic

September 24, 2010 at 9:59 am

week 99 ~ an interesting change

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an interesting change
in the light here today
clouds drift and rearrange
and old ideas won’t stay

in the light here today
I read my discontent
and old ideas won’t stay
my happiness is spent

I read my discontent
in every passing breeze
my happiness is spent
its got me on my knees

in every passing breeze
my dreams sing azure blue
its got me on my knees
and I hope to slide through

my dreams sing azure blue
clouds drift and rearrange
and I hope to slide through
an interesting change

Written by mairmusic

September 9, 2010 at 4:18 pm

week 97 ~ like high tide in Tucson

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like high tide in Tucson
instinct trumps geography
and landlocked or long gone
like high tide in Tucson
it’s time to put my shoes on
as autumn reaches back for me
like high tide in Tucson
instinct trumps geography

My rondeau is based on the true tale of a hermit crab, accidentally transported to landlocked Tucson, who maintained his frenetic dance for high tide, a memory embedded too deeply to be lost although rendered pointless by his relocation. Barbara Kingsolver wrote an essay on this and the concept intrigues me as it pertains to habits and schedules imprinted so indelibly they draw us back to what we would leave behind.

Written by mairmusic

August 26, 2010 at 4:39 pm

week 95 ~ I must begin again

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I must begin again
working against my fear
in spite of our bargain
there’s no way back from here

working against my fear
it feels like a nightmare
there’s no way back from here
I wonder if I care

it feels like a nightmare
I don’t know what to do
I wonder if I care
what will become of you

I don’t know what to do
to set the future free
what will become of you
if I choose honesty

to set the future free
in spite of our bargain
if I choose honesty
I must begin again

Written by mairmusic

August 11, 2010 at 10:33 pm