all in green my love went riding...

"all in green my love went riding
on a great horse of gold into the silver dawn..."

i was just re-reading some of e.e.cummings poems from tulips & chimneys...oh the wonder of e.e.cummings work. it always takes me somewhere else. makes me slow down, admire, dissect the words and spaces between. i start to look at my surroundings a little differently. if only i thought about my words and utilized them the way a poet does...but of course i usually am too quick to speak, and can struggle to communicate what i really want to say. at least in the heat of the moment. the blinding light of self-righteousness...
and i wistfully dream about really cherishing moments. fully living in them and knowing them and making them these sacred happenings that can be unique and amazing. i think e.e. cummings poetry often describes those kinds of moments to me.

here is another i was admiring:

i have found what you are like

i have found what you are like
the rain

(Who feathers frightened fields
with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields

easily the pale club of the wind
and swirled justly souls of flower strike

the air in utterable coolness

deeds of green thrilling light
with thinned
newfragile yellows
lurch and.press
--in the woods

which
stutter
and sing

and the coolness of your smile is
stirringofbirds between my arms;but
i should rather than anything
have(almost when hugeness will shut
quietly)almost,
your kiss

music to my ears

drum roll please....i am making music again.

nothing much yet. just a couple of ideas for songs recorded right now. nothing really that worked out...

but i am having fun and feeling creative and connected to this in a way i haven't in a LONG time.

the last few years, i have focused most of my creative energy on my drawings, which was very rewarding for me, and i don't regret it at all. but i have wanted so badly to be writing songs, and wanting to find a way to blend the visual things i love with music during this time, too. i tend to be pretty hard on myself with any musical output in general. this time around, instead of letting that keep me at square one, i decided i would just experiment and do some of the things i think about, and not care too much what the outcome was. i tried my hand at writing some new poetry (not so successful) and also picked up an old hymn book for inspiration (much more successful).

and i am hoping that this has started a new leaf in my creative life. that these lazy summer months (where most everyone we live life with here in NJ are gone...yikes!) would be more than time drifting by...if there's anything worth posting here, i will do that.
cheers to new leaves!