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 |    Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
   L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣  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  V COMMENTS!On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara  passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links:  These pictures rotate.   Kåre  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
| Clerihews A Clerihew is a comic verse consisting of two couplets and a specific rhyming scheme, aabb invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley (1875-1956) at the age of 16. The poem is about/deals with a person/character within the first rhyme. In most cases, the first line names a person, and the second line ends with something that rhymes with the name of the person. Hail birthday girl Joyce the gentleman's choice who wait for her sighting with each bolt of lightning © Kåre Enga (8.july.2019) [176.137] Will Donald Trump's hair light the New World's Fair or will his torch flame Good America's name © Kåre Enga {8.july.2019) [176.138] Can we bow to Megan Rapinoe who by now we all must surely know bows to no one who can't play at all yet plays alone with smallish balls © Kåre Enga {8.july.2019) [176.139] And here's to dear Melania who deals with egomania by hiding out where Don can't find the inner reaches of his mind © Kåre Enga {8.july.2019) [176.140] When I remember Trump will I think of every chump or will I recognize it was all about his size © Kåre Enga {8.july.2019) [176.141] Allison Goodnight tattoos at midnight on bulging brawn the promise of dawn © Kåre Enga {8.july.2019) [176.142] 102.892 |
Stolen from Joy  and her "The Windmills of Your Mind"  "Windmills of the Mind" is the stolen prompt. In part: Keys that jingle in your pocket Words that jangle in your head Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that you said? Lovers walk along a shore And leave their footprints in the sand Was the sound of distant drumming Just the fingers of your hand? Pictures hanging in a hallway Or the fragment of a song Half-remembered names and faces But to whom do they belong? When you knew that it was over Were you suddenly aware That the autumn leaves were turning To the color of her hair? Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind” The basic rhythm is 8/7/8/7 with a rhyme scheme of xaxa. To my ear, the first line's meter is is: --/---/- with the second --/---/; or basically --/---/---/---/. My derived poem: It's for myself I weep for Kevin When I knew that it was over was I suddenly aware that the autumn leaves were fading like the color of your hair? Did I realize that nightmares would replace my fondest dreams? Was it all just some illusion in the shadow of moonbeams? And now that I've awakened after years of restless sleep, in the quiet of the morning is it for myself I weep? And does it really matter you were once my closest friend, that once you pledged your love to me? For that shall never end! Though memories have faded and now darkness snuffs the light, in the heart of who I've since become you shine there young and bright © Kåre Enga (7.juli.2019) [176.136] 102.890 |
| A reminder, I won't be here in this blog much. I'm focusing on my other blogs and using my new blog "Porthole" as a place to find them all. I do hope my old friends will follow me at my new place. It will be lonely without you. |
| I have a new blog. This one is getting full and I'm hoping to use it once a week. My newbie (still no views!):
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| Canada Day I grew up along the border. Canada was always considered a "nice place" to visit. Our side wasn't quite as nice.  Oh well... that was a lifetime ago. I live "near" the border now... like... Montana borders British Columbia, Alberta and Saskatchewan. There are few places to cross and none by public transportation. So... not going there today or any day soon. Plus it's a 3 to 4 hour drive. Where would I go in Canada? P.E.I. ...but tourists have found it. Prince Edward Island, home of Anne of Green Gables, would be lovely in the Summer. As long as I were there, then New Brunswick and Nova Scotia are must sees. Maybe I'd stop in on the islands of Saint-Pierre et Miquelon on the way to Newfoundland. They're still part of France. Summer would be good as there are more orchid species in Newfoundland than anywhere in North America. Labrador? Why not. I've been to Québec and Ontario, but Québec City is the most European city this side of France and I'd love to visit it. Summer would be fine but Autumn (for leaf turn) and Winter (they do Winter right) would also be good. In Ontario I cold visit friends near Peterborough. Toronto is a great multi-cultural metro and I should stop in. Visit a friend in Kitchener? Again, why not! Winnipeg is a great cultural city. There's not much else in Manitoba. It's far away from anything Canadian; it's closest neighbor is Grand Forks North Dakota, 3 hours south. Still interests me. Saskatchewan is open with few people. I once had a friend from there. It's like Eastern Montana but flatter and colder. Alberta is also flat until you run into the mountains. My sister loved Banff back in her hiking days. I'd probably just travel through it on my way to Hay River in NWT. Not much there either. Yes, I've been to BC. Vancouver is ... problematic. Big, expensive. I checked on hostels. The cheapest aren't cheap and the ones with decent ratings are expensive... found one in Victoria though... Victoria is one of the places on my bucket list. I once was a gardener and it's the garden city. From there I could take the ferry across and visit my sister on Discovery Bay. She can see Canada in the distance when she walks down to the water. |
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