The Hidden Tempest…

The earth is shifting, the skies are swirling with devastating energy, and the seas are mounting. The last few days, and as I write, storms are landing in the Eastern States and Canada, and here in BC we just had a large earth tremor. Thankfully no major damage nor injury. It seems like a good moment to boldly post a poem that has been sitting in my desk drawer for years. Shall I? I shall.

The Hidden Tempest

The sea sighed as

sailboats quietly played on her back.

A gentle game.

One of tolerance.

Her depths smirked at the efforts

to keep these toys moving about.

Trivial behavior!

 An irritation to the sea.

Their sails did nothing to inspire her.

She heaved a second sigh.

And another one.

She started to rock.

The movements awakened

a quiet yearning.

She began to roll.

 Distressed sails

hastily sought a safer bath.

But the sea wouldn’t wait.

She had had enough.

She had been subdued for too long

and shook her tides loose,

her primal song

arousing her hidden tempest.

She roared, kicked up her waves,

caressed the sky,

inviting it to dance.

(who could refuse the sea’s wild charms?)

They tangoed, teased, until

clouds intertwined their arms of wet,

the horizon no longer:

Waves snapped, sounds exploded, tornadoes whipped, currents got lost,

white, blue, grey mountains formed and died in a blink of an eye,

fish and birds frolicked in frenzied unions.

Suddenly

a pocket

of air

bullied

 in,

separating

the

bond.

The sea satisfied with her powerful play,

 pulled back her tendrils of storm

only to witness,

scattered sails who could not survive

her turbulent thirst.

Clouds over West Vancouver October 2012
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A Taste of “Buffoon Culture”

I have a newsletter. It’s been neglected lately, but I’m excited to be back on track. And, probably contrary to most business suggestions, I do not publish to the grand public because I figure, if you are subscribed, you are there for the special juicy bits that only YOU get to see!

Maybe later on down the road I might share “old” newsletters to the general public. As of yet, that has not happened.

That being said… if you would like to join, I’d be happy if you came on board for our secret “Buffoon Culture” club.

Here’s a wee taste what was in the second last newsletter!

Creativity tips… (original from yours truly!)

1. On a warm day, check your favourite view from your home, and re-check the window. Probably needs a scrub! Get out there and make your view sparkle. Renew the view!

2. Have you got any hidden hobbies that you have let slip lately? These days we spend so much time on the computer that we forget that we used to draw, paint, sew, or whatever it is you “used to” do. Take an hour or so, schedule it in, and do something…. and tell me about it!

You will also get to read an interview each month with a real life bouffon! (their human reveals all)

Come and have some fun!