OT ~ Welcome to Saturday!

Sit-a-while
on swinging porch
where tin-dippers and
sweet water
in cool touches
meet lips
from hand dug wells.
I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have the light joyousness of springtime, which never lets anyone suspect the labors it has cost me.... ~ Henri Matisse
Good morning good people,
Dancing in harmony should not be a difficult enterprise. The earth needs a moment like the green before sunset breathing in delicious words.
How do i tell you what you mean to me, what it is to be human, anyways?
Toddlers toddle as sensors grow, naturally
destined to sidewalks
walking upright
groomed to slave in Plato’s cave
few steps pointing up, too many nights in frights
Lent the hand of god in excuses
on pews saturated,
stained in tears
polished into constraining norms
sliding to the knees just as am, singing in chorus
Turns out not to be
running amok, causing wars
crippling babies on distant shores
taking money from the chores
having no mores, no mores,
U S A, U S A
no candles in the caves
or delicious tastes in words.
I tire as I carve the passage
Til the wind peeks out from underneath.
Yes, I guess this is clean now.And the worked-over sounds
of newly learned notes on the violin
escape the box beneath my chinand bustle out the window beside me,
off on their own like geese
following the curve of the sky curtain,their way lit periodically
by lanterns
pounded into the cloudsby the brushes of Sienese painters.
And now,
isn't it strange—the room feels empty,
like towns after men have left for sorrow,
and though I could play these notes again,they feel gone for good.
There is something about notes—
the lines and dots themselves—that make them so hard to open up
as if really getting them rightmeant keeping sand from the oyster
when you pry open its shell on the beach
looking for pearls.~ Like Children by Gabriel Boyers
To early to see what this day will bring; a little chill in the air mixed with green leaves failing to turn. Hoping each of you have, as Cornelius Hackl said, "If i have to be a ditch-digger for the rest of my life, I'll be a ditch-digger who once had a wonderful day!" ~ Thornton Wilder
The porch is yours ...

Comments
Poetry and music. What a wonderful way to start a
Saturday.
Thank you so much, smiley. I'd never heard any of those songs before.
I have nothing to add. I'm just happy.
Good morning, Henry,
Glad you are happy; feeling rather good this morning, too.
Have a great one.
Good morning smiley
good to see you. The Matisse puts me in mind of this:
Good morning, randtntx; thanks for the poem,
apropos, dervish for real.
More Matisse:
The essential thing is to spring forth, to express the bolt of lightning one senses upon contact with a thing. The function of the artist is not to translate an observation but to express the shock of the object on his nature; the shock, with the original reaction.
I love that,
With a nod towards
other parts of your OT:
Your OT runs the gamut of our situation.
goosebumps listening, "this not the way to put an end to war."
Lots of words concerning war in essays and threads this week; question remains, is anybody listening but the saints?
I don't know.
Columbus day
and unvarnished history. The most important question is how do we live, and what is the path forward. The hippies were right in their ideals of simplicity, community, dance, joy, and honoring the connection to mother earth. I wonder if we can ever get back to the garden.
Have never lost the feelings, the
camaraderie i recall with thumb out and welcome mats everywhere.
Young man, friend from our village, a good man with three kids i know stopped on I 40 in Oklahoma under $100,000 bail for five pounds of weed.
Struggling to help from afar; apparently it's the latest money-maker filling the route back east's small town coffers, impounded vehicle too. Damn, it dangerous out there in many ways.
Oh well, back to dance:
Cheers for the great music and hoping you've a wonderful weekend.
Good morning, Smiley7. Time to get going here and the Kuti
really helps with that endeavor. Farmers' market day, also bread making day and we have to decide whether there is a proper time interval for us to walk to farmers' market and back, which would be a first for us. It's only a bit over 2 miles, but should take us at least 1/2 hour to walk each way and we have a semi-rigid schedule for the bread rise and knead periods and intervals. Trivial, but it beats the hell out of worrying about climate collapse and the coming economic melt-down.
Have a great day.
That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --
Good morning, el.
Enjoy the hike. Baked twice this season thus far as it's cool enough to have the stove on. Purchased semolina and did a double overnight rise for pizza dough, yummy. And a round of french bread.
It's a good day to bake, think i'll take along the ingredients and bake this afternoon as i'm off to dogsit for the night, soon. Thanks for the idea.
Hoping you two have a wonderful weekend.
I had a dream last night
Where I was living in Manhattan again taking a walk with an old friend along the Hudson River.
Over on the East Side was the moon.
Big and Close.
Like REALLY BIG and REALLY CLOSE.
"Wow, that's beautiful," my friend said.
Epically so.
But it was also frightening because it was now so BIG and so CLOSE it filled the sky like some other worldly alien ship about to land
"There is something wrong with this" I said,
Still moving closer. Still getting bigger.
Weirdly, it never made a sound when it hit land.
Plowing through the buildings like they were Lincoln logs.
Watching in horror.
It felt exactly like it did standing on the roof of my apartment building on September 11th when in an instant, the WTC turned into expanding clouds of dust taking everything and everyone that was once inside of it.
Away.
There is always Music amongst the trees in the Garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it. ~ Minnie Aumonier
zoebear; touches deep.
Been trying to express the uneasiness i feel lately as well, and anxiety--the leaves not changing--ominous, but it doesn't reach the trauma of your experience that day.
Hugs.
Thanks for sharing.
I had a dream the morning of 9/11
Where I was on the LIRR and I knew it was going to crash. The only way for me to survive was to pry the doors open. I kept banging away at them with my shoulder not knowing how many seconds I had left before impact. When all of a sudden the doors opened and I went tumbling out.
I woke up as soon as I hit the ground in my dream. I had a terribly stiff shoulder which I put a heating pad on and some hot ointment.
I was temping for Morgan Stanley that morning and called my agency to say that I would be running late.
My assignment was supposed to be on the 16th floor at the WTC but had been cancelled that day.
There is always Music amongst the trees in the Garden, but our hearts must be very quiet to hear it. ~ Minnie Aumonier
Whoah!!!! Goosebumps n/t
zoebear,
Late replying, had a dogsit Sat. afternoon through yesterday.
What a memory, extraordinary as if you had a premonition. Recall watching on a small TV in editor's office; that was bad enough, but to have been in the city is a perspective altogether
shocking, and the dream, Deja is right, wow, the thoughts penetrate.
Again, thanks for sharing.
What is so beautiful about you writing here is
that I always start smiling just by reading your name.
Your are blessed with smiles all around. I am sure of that. Thank you for the songs, I am a little down and they made me lighten up.
https://www.euronews.com/live
Bittersweet may best describe the mood as
the words flow today so goes the world; maybe it's the fall we feel, letting go of summer before the cold. One thing is for sure, the news, the constant bombardment of trump's, must unnerve us all; well, except his cheerleaders; where do those people come from? Next door, sadly.
In this, we must embrace, hold hands across the sea ... cause we must.
Thank you, my friend, for being here.
Latest German election poll (federal)
Nationwide, if federal election were next Sunday
27 % CDU – Christian Democrats; chancellor Angela Merkel’s party
20 Greens
16 AfD – Alternative for Germany; right-wing populists
14 SPD – Social Democrats
10 Left Party
8 FDP – Free Democrats, laissez-faire-economics party; “liberals” (European terminology)
5 other parties (each below 5 percent cutoff, winning no seats)
——
Source (FG Wahlen released Oct. 19, via ZDF TV):
https://www.zdf.de/politik/politbarometer/union-und-spd-so-schwach-wie-n...
This latest poll has Greens overtaking Social Democrats as the second largest party nationally as well, after doing so in individual states.
Cheers for the news.
Hoping you have a good weekend.
Yay
Thanks for the update
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good morning smiley...
Thank you for the poetry.
"Dancing in harmony should not be a difficult enterprise. The earth needs a moment like the green before sunset breathing in delicious words."
Boyer's words remind me of Varo's images

and the music
[video:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3Z6LHtxN3U]
Have a good one.
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Hi magi,
Stunning piece, thank you. Love the Silkroad.
Good one to you, too, cheers
It really is bittersweet
How can there be so much beauty and so much sadness at the same time. Thanks for keeping the light turned towards goodness. We need music and art more than ever now.
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"Come on guys play with me"
This is one crazy and lucky dawg. Who would have thought that dawgs and bears could play well with each other?
[video:https://youtu.be/5dHz3BfeJdA]
source
To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize.
- Kevin Alfred Strom
Snoopy,
Incredible video, morning inspiration; thanks a ton for sharing it.
Thank you for your poetry and music; the raw and the uplifting.
Seun Kuti will be my evening’s entertainment.
janis,
Thanks for reading and commenting on the poetry. Happy Spring to you.
...
I've just listened to this beautiful ballad
after also reading Pricknick's comment to OPOL - "There is only what you can give", and your Mike Cross song for him.
Thank you for your love and generosity.
OPOL and you and others carry the weight, we love you for it;
making it easier to be.
Edit
I'm happy to share the load
with you and others. It lightens it for all ... mwah.