tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78936753974096301682024-03-13T21:07:12.419-04:00Miscellaneous YammeringKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comBlogger287125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-83851879420384996152015-07-24T10:10:00.000-04:002015-07-24T10:48:28.062-04:00
one day ---
she walked into herself
and asked for sanctuary
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-18352208751875280492014-08-27T21:31:00.002-04:002014-08-27T21:31:57.770-04:00
lay your head
upon my heart
hear it whisper
of the light inside
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-22938091226942921732014-08-05T10:36:00.001-04:002014-08-05T11:54:25.684-04:00
seeking the hidden
by firefly light
summer pleasure
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-5080797693426786512014-08-04T10:55:00.002-04:002014-08-04T10:55:57.072-04:00
is very probable that human mouths open when we look up so aliens can insert a fishing hook much more simplyKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-87917151587408050582014-08-01T09:46:00.002-04:002014-08-01T09:46:50.042-04:00
“The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.” ~ Henry David ThoreauKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-38938397100674746892014-07-22T12:59:00.000-04:002014-07-22T12:59:33.946-04:00
a field
full of flowers
and bugs
unzips the inner child
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-79343063742990697632014-06-23T08:13:00.000-04:002014-06-23T08:20:46.498-04:00
sharp
things long buried
dredged from the murk
time
[ the only tool ]
available to blunt the edges
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-68801272307487270192014-06-06T15:37:00.000-04:002014-06-06T15:37:36.465-04:00
is a wonder
I can walk
carrying the weight
of all these
unsaid words
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-74919099192367480922014-04-02T12:09:00.000-04:002014-06-06T15:39:17.921-04:00
never ignore an opportunity
to turn your face
up to the sun and smile
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-58083490453285097052014-03-21T15:01:00.003-04:002014-03-21T15:01:51.985-04:00
“Courage isn't having the strength to go on - it is going on when you don't have strength.” ~ NapoleonKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-82765835289177728972014-03-11T10:41:00.001-04:002014-03-11T10:46:21.018-04:00
"Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all." - Aristotle
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-20454409974979247862014-01-08T12:01:00.001-05:002014-01-08T12:01:22.619-05:00Zzzzzzzzzz...green shoots
slumbering
beneath white snow
dreaming
a kaleidoscope
of spring
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-69826180234061275582013-12-09T11:55:00.000-05:002013-12-09T11:55:29.625-05:00friendly....
sinking in --
warm and soft
filling voids
previously unprodded
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-63213895599679560222013-12-04T06:10:00.002-05:002013-12-04T07:42:14.283-05:00tis the season....
I enjoy gawking at christmas lights.
I figure if they don't want me to press my nose to the window --their bushes would be spikier...
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-41972603044699618682013-11-21T09:24:00.000-05:002013-11-21T09:25:02.382-05:00fizz, fizz....
When I visualize energy filling me up, up, up -- I try to get it to build to the point where it feels like I'm shooting golden rays of joy out of my fingertips.
[unless I'm feeling evil-ish -- then I go for trying to get lasers to shoot out of my eyes]
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-20833485400231655512013-11-08T10:50:00.000-05:002013-11-08T10:50:48.031-05:00To sleep, perchance to dream...
Last night I dreamed I was a sword swallower moonlighting as an origami instructor. Funny thing is I woke up with a terrible sore throat and a pillow shaped like a swan....
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-51032186027077690472013-10-17T13:49:00.000-04:002013-10-17T13:50:46.155-04:00acrobat...lust to love
tumbling point
right on the tip
of his tongue
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-22984431401239184302013-10-14T13:47:00.002-04:002013-10-14T13:48:43.378-04:00
LOVE
is a necessary
building block of life
I wonderKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-45074213667629881242013-09-30T13:32:00.001-04:002013-09-30T13:32:24.559-04:00bright side....still standing
in the silver lining
[it's shiny in here]
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-79914052226806513962013-09-18T10:24:00.000-04:002013-09-18T10:24:39.218-04:00since we spoke....
are you finally
footloose
and feline
free
out of the
fish bowl,
behind solid
walls where
you can hang
your guitars?
guitars you
stroke, caressing
their satiny
curves
letting the
bitterness seep
out of your
joints , wearing that guitarist
it hurts
so good expression
to wring the
most from the contact
the contact
that makes us human
re-enforces the
certaintyKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-40687214208391959062013-05-04T10:49:00.000-04:002013-05-04T13:25:30.339-04:00
try not to distract me
I'm busy believing in gravity....
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-45931120209956341152013-04-19T09:59:00.001-04:002013-04-19T13:30:53.118-04:00
breathe deeply, exhale slowly
make room for joy
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-14692247956377278462013-04-16T13:38:00.000-04:002013-04-16T13:38:33.926-04:00demons...........
he feeds his demons well
alone in the dark
preparing for war
says he craves peace
but finds battles in
every encounter
warring the world
a world he created
black upon black
alone in the dark
he feeds his demons well
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-62833327730971971042013-04-08T11:02:00.000-04:002013-04-08T11:05:34.315-04:00six words....
touch me with more than skin
Karen from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893675397409630168.post-47849557638826836002013-04-03T13:36:00.002-04:002013-04-03T14:53:41.393-04:00Drenched........
summer walk
stolen from
a
travel day
bench under
a leafy
canopy
not quite
enough
umbrella to shelter
us from a
sudden
downpour
your
plaintive cry of
“I’m getting
wet…”
precipitating
a squelching dash inside
walking
yesterday
I passed the
spot,
remembering
how you
fussed about
your hair
your shoes
your clothes
patted theKaren from Mentorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03685540761526680384noreply@blogger.com8