haiku my heart - Treasure!

The shimmering path




Beckons to find a treasure--




Columbine whimsy!


photo of Californian columbine taken by Jessica Wilson


Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

haiku my heart

"God was a rabbit"
Whose voice spoke in a subtext--
My earthly empath.

The first line is the title of the novel When God Was a Rabbit by Sarah Winman.)

Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

haiku my heart - dance as theater

(Please turn off Carla Bruni before playing this--thanks and sorry.)

Pina dances love,
Joy, freedom, struggle, desire
On the stage of life.

The documentary Pina by Wim Winder is a tribute to Pina Bausch, the avant-garde German choreographer whose philosophy was: "Dance, dance; otherwise we have lost."


Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

Share the JOY! ~ dolphins in the wild

What joy to see dolphins in the wild! They get to travel in their pod social circle, baby in tow. They get to stay mostly underwater as opposed to surfacing all the time to perform tricks. They can glide just beneath the ocean's surface to enjoy the warmth of the sun. They speak in birdlike chirps which sound like happy squeals to us though they most likely are echolocation checks. They are cordial to all humans, especially the ones who make the effort to dive down to greet them.

Underwater photographer Bo Pardau caught the beauty of the wild dolphin's world in these photos taken in Hawaii and shown here with his permission to share the Joy!


Share the Joy Thursday is the inspiraton of Meri at Meri's Musings. To share your joy, please visit her at http://meriak.blogspot.com.

haiku my heart - freedom of the soul

Mountain laurel sings



Of the coolness amid trees--



When was life freer?


Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

Share the JOY Thursday!

JOY is . . .


. . . little fairy princess cowgirls and their ponies!



~photo by Jessica Wilson


~photo by Georgia Fisher


~photo by Margaret Pangert


~photo by Georgia Fisher


~photo by Georgia Fisher


~photo by Jessica Wilson


~photo by Georgia Fisher


~photo by Margaret Pangert


~photo by Jessica Wilson

Share the Joy Thursday is the inspiraton of Meri at Meri's Musings. To share your joy, please visit her at http://meriak.blogspot.com.

Midnight in Paris

Owen Wilson in Woody Allen's Midnight in Paris

"Within my young friend's heart what mysteries keep
Aglow, soul from this sweet mask breathing a flower?"
from La Dormeuse by Paul Valery



Published in Paris, a Literary Chronicle of Paris in the 1920's and 1930's, by Hugh Ford

"Well, Ernest, here you are again talking to me at the Cafe de Flore in Paris. I haven't seen you for a while. I have several versions of that sonnet I wrote after your death but I never got it right. I love you, Ernest, I still do. You were an interesting man, and the first friend I really quarrelled with..."
from "Ernest Appears Again" by Leonard Cohen



"Colin Field behind the Bar Hemingway, Hotel Ritz, la Place Vendome," photo by Thomas Harris

"I had nothing more to give you of myself last night than any man,
Sated and avuncular and filled with his own good rhapsodies. But
One thing you can be certain of, nonetheless: the bird I saw there,
Up in a tree from the village yard, was a happy bird, and the pail
I kicked, later on in the dark, bounced all the way up to heaven
And back, and it gave itself to the night, and was full, and slept."
from Little Gidding by T.S. Eliot

They are all there: Hemingway, Picasso, Dali, T.S. Eliot, Carla Bruni(!), Fitzgerald, Man Ray... And if determined, you can go back even further to La Belle Epoque, the court of Louis XIV...

haiku my heart - liberation

The green linnet sings
Without the hope of parole.
Freedom fighter chirps!




Green Finch and Linnet Bird sung by Jayne Wisener from Tim Burton's movie, Sweeney Todd.

Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

Magpie Tales 68

A silk indigo sari drapes around her body
And head, revealing just the upper face.
She lies down in an oasis of fragrant jasmine, lotus, marigold.
Lightning bolts of Shiva beam on her third eye
In the center of her brow surrounded by a triangle,
The sanskrit Om also lying within the triangle.
A nectar of sesame with essences of sunflower,
Ginseng, skullcap streams onto the lucid third eye.
The otherworldly timbre of the Shiva flute
Conquers the music of fools.


Magpie Tales is the vision of Tess Kincaid. If you would like to participate, just post your poem or vignette--based on Tess Kincaid's photo prompt--on your blog and link back to http://www.magpietales.blogspot.com.

haiku my heart - the golden spiral

~my spiral mandala of growth and discovery



~photo of spiral rose by Jessica Wilson, Northern California



~portion of Eiffel Tower's spiral staircase at auction, Christie's, New York



~photo of spiral architecture by Byron Kay, Athens, Greece



~photo of spiral snail shells by Byron Kay, Santorini, Greece



~spiral mandala of my projected spiritual journey


Spiral and return
To nature's epicenter--
Never-ending life.


Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

haiku my heart - the fuchsia flower

A carnival ride,



Swirling magenta transforms--



Spun cotton candy.


Haiku my heart is the vision of Rebecca Brooks at "recuerda mi corazon." If you would like to participate, just post your haiku on Fridays with an accompanying photo on your blog and link back to recuerda mi corazon.

Magpie Tales 67

Banquet Scene with a Lute Player by Nicolas Tournier, 1625

Characters, left to right
Nicolas Tournier, French Baroque painter, 1590-1639
la Serveuse (waitress)
Claudio Monteverdi, Italian opera composer, 1567-1643
Sybille de la Tour, Georges's younger sister
Georges de la Tour, French Baroque painter, 1593-1652

Monteverdi: Now, do you see changing from the major key of C to the key of A minor creates an entirely different mood? And if you were to use a more agitated tempo, the mood changes once again?

de la Tour (who has been playing the lute to please his guests): Nicolas, don't you feel we're doing the same thing with light? Placing some characters in darkness and others in light reveals something of the soul of those characters?

Tournier: Exactly. It gives a contemplative feel to the painting.

de la Tour: You know, Pascal says in his Pensees that the beginning and end are concealed from man in an impenetrable secret. When we paint shrouds of black, that is the unaware blindness; when we paint streams of light, that is the illuminated consciousness.

Sybille: I feel as though I am in the light, that I am aware, and that this sense of enlightenment is only heightened by looking through the eye loup at the ray of light beaming down on me.


Magpie Tales is the vision of Tess Kincaid. If you would like to participate, just post your poem or vignette--based on Tess Kincaid's photo prompt--on your blog and link back to http://www.magpietales.blogspot.com.