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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
*Delight*          *Laugh*          *Yawn*

L'aura del campo


'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣


Higgins Street Bridge, April 25th  2009, Missoula, Montana


L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.

PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I L*Flower2*V*Flower2* COMMENTS!

On a practical note, in answer to your questions:

Gifts from NOVAcatmando kiyasama alfred booth, wanbli ska ransomme Iowegian Skye

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For help finding a title for my first chapbook.  We're not there yet, but your ideas are always interesting.
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For brightening my day with your delightful offerings ~ Thank you so much! *^*Heart*^*


IN MEMORIUM

VerySara

passed away November 12, 2005

Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings.
More suggested links:

Visitor's Center of Woolaroc in Oklahoma, Osage Nation. Tribute to Native America.
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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
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November 23, 2021 at 10:27pm
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In truth? I just wasn't inspired today. It felt more like exercises empty of emotion. Momma said they'd be days like this...

The first duty of love is to listen. – Paul Tillich
You aren’t just the age you are. You are all the ages you ever have been! – Kenneth Koch
Readers are plentiful; thinkers are rare. – Harriet Martineau
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. – H.W. Longfellow

Above the Arctic Circle

A thousand stars
hide in the sunshine,
sparkling off waters, their brilliance
washed out by warming rays that will not set;
yet, they whisper
to the gathering that glistens:
in six months we'll still be twinkling;
when you are bored take time to look up and listen.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.283] (8.desember.2021)

Ten. I was happy at ten.

1: already walking.
2: already talking.
3: tears and forgetting.
4: quickly forgotten.

40: fresh flowers to tend.
50: spent gardens; lost friends.
60: searching and traveling.
70: tomorrow now trashed.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.284] (8.desember.2021)

Harriet reads labels

Oh... Sixty calories.
So, Do I dare?
Should I indulge—sport
a peppermint bulge.

Readers are plentiful;
are thinkers rare?
Yet, books seldom read,
opinions oft said.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.285] (8.desember.2021)

Hmolscience

Protons, electrons
the forces of attraction
as spin separates each atom,
sorted to it's own world.

How order is scattered
as entropy diffuses
falling from great heights
like rain from dimmed lamps.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.286] (8.desember.2021)

November 23, 2021 at 10:26pm
November 23, 2021 at 10:26pm
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Once foretold

all that glitters isn't gold
thus the ancient tales are told

sometimes diamonds clasped by rust
lay better left untouched by lust

whether your days are meek or bold
death comes bidden once foretold

and all you thought was right and just
withers in time to blight and dust

© Copyright 2020 Kåre Enga [178.287] (10.desember.2021)

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November 19, 2021 at 8:24pm
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Llullaby

the click
the pluck of keys
the clack of bells
as tweets repeat
in lulls and swells
your metallic voice a llullaby
a humm that culls the ennui
untill I fall asleep

© 2021 Kåre Enga [178.278] (19.novembre.2021)

Prompt: listening to Zim's mbira.

Note: misspellings done on purpose.

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November 9, 2021 at 3:21am
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Mid-Life

         for Wordsmitty ✍️

In the moment
between enthusiasm and memories
three decades of Mid-Life pass
in a flash that keeps
inner fires barely burning,
and embers banked,
until a frisky breath-like breeze
passes over them
to warm numb flesh
and remind cold bones
that dawn still blooms
beyond twilight,
where night passes into the light
of another day, another life,
that begins anew with eyes wide open
and the joy of being
innocent once more.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.277] (9.novembre.2021)


November 8, 2021 at 8:35pm
November 8, 2021 at 8:35pm
#1021199
Restrictions:
You may only use the vowels A, E, & I.
You may not use the letters L or D.
Your poem must be at least six lines long.
Each line must have at least 3 words.
Your poem must make sense.

Saint Ram

         never regret, never repent

Pikes prick his fingers,
his wrist, his heart,
rest where thighs meet,
wetting satin britches
tinging what he screams
with aching anger:
never regret, never repent,
remember the pain.
Man the ramparts!
I ain't Saint Ram.1
We fight this satanic king.


© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.276.J8] (9.noviembre.2021)

11 lines
In response to "Sacrificial Lamb

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Footnotes
1  If it weren't for restrictions this would read
I Am Ram.
I'm not your sacrificial lamb.

November 7, 2021 at 4:44pm
November 7, 2021 at 4:44pm
#1021087
Prompt




In the garden of my heart

I start a garden at age 9. It grows each year, in spite of the clay, with abandoned plants and flower seeds I glean.

         You had magnificent gardens and garden parties. Now memories fade as geraniums bloom on the window sill.

I'm 12 and write an essay about a house aglow with gardens, with avenues of arching trees, all paths showing the way.

         You found that house and entered but now no copies remain and you've forgotten the way back to that sacred place.

I want to see the flutter of the Baltimore Oriole's bright orange wings hanging from a nest in my own elm tree!

         They cut it down when you were just 15. You waited 40 more years until they visited you in Kansas.

I'm 10 and I plan on following the footsteps of Halliburton in the big wide world, sail the seas with Thor Heyerdahl.

         Now you've traveled around the world by boat, by train, by plane. It's all the same you know, and very small.

I have friends that play outside in the dirt with me. I know everyone's name; but, no one's ever allowed to come in.

         You will have two houses and invite everyone in. But you will lose them both and live in two rooms without close friends.

I wrap myself in dreams snug in the closet where no one can hurt or find me. I withdraw from a life I don't want to face.

         Yet none-the-less life seeks you out and you didn't notice that your dreams were dying by the time you turned thirteen.

© Káre Enga [178.275.J7] (25.november.2021)

A call-and-response in 6 parts. Each line has about 28 syllables. About 280 words.

Won day 7 of the
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November 5, 2021 at 10:28pm
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Winner of  [Link To Item #dailypoem] 's Day 5 Nov 2021 challenge with your poem Quail to the...!

Quail to the...

wham bam thank-you-ma'am of love,
the whizz fizz gulp of carnal lust,

the star-spangled jangle of loose-lipped words,
the murmuring babble we've come to distrust,

as we google the gurgle of your bugled lies
and play tap tap Taps with disgust

o'er the hush hush hush of your dust.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.274.J5] (36.oktober.2021)

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Abstact words: love, lust, words, distrust, lies, disgust. Concrete: dust.

You MUST use at least one of the following: fizz, gulp, murmur, hush, or jangle. You can use them all if you want, but you must use at least one.

November 5, 2021 at 2:51pm
November 5, 2021 at 2:51pm
#1020915
In response to Georgia O'Keeffe's collection.

Georgia

Georgia,
It's your flowers...
the invitation to enter, be amazed,
to look at life in an up-close way.

Oh! How to shrink myself and enter,
vow to wake up with your morning glories,
now to smell the crimson roses,
hear the angel trumpets sing!


© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.273.J4] (36.oktober.2021)

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November 3, 2021 at 8:34pm
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Congratulations for your winning Day 3 of  [Link To Item #dailypoem]  Nov 2021 round with your poem Family Plot!

Family plot

Hear gold bells reverburate;
see the silver doorknobs shimmer;
copper oranges leave a metalic aftertaste;
the bronze stinks of sticky prints
that children leave behind — forever.

The royal tomb's festooned in purple;
the mustiness of old Bibles browns;
the stairway to hell's paved with money;
the green green grass of summer sickens
as carmine poppies bloom around.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.272.J3] (34.oktober.2021)


10 lines

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November 1, 2021 at 7:46pm
November 1, 2021 at 7:46pm
#1020586
Pa, go grab the PAIL!

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plink thump plink plink thump
plink plink
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© Kåre Enga 2021 [164.270] (1.november.2021)

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