Flower

Beach

Name Is Benny

B is for Beach

E is for Extra Curricular

N is for Native San Franciscan

N is for Ninth & Noriega

Y is for Yoga

"The Circle Game" Joni Mitchell

"Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star"

"And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game"

"Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like when you're older must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams"

"And the seasons they go round and round

And the painted ponies go up and down

We're captive on the carousel of time

We can't return we can only look

Behind from where we came

And go round and round and round
In the circle game"

"Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him take your time it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down"

"And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round

In the circle game"

"So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty

Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true

There'll be new dreams maybe better dreams and plenty

Before the last revolving year is through"

"And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round

In the circle game"

"And go round and round and round

In the Circle game"

Ghost

Hello? Are you there?

I feel you. I feel you in my arms, I think.

Do you feel me?

Can you smell the roses?

Do you love me? I love you, still.

But are you a dream? A memory? A wish?

Double Haiku Dream

I walk aimlessly...

I start to go down the stairs...

I suppose I'm lost...

I continue on...

Trying to find my way out...

There it is: a bike

Cars

The Car. The 8th wonder of the world...

...or is it?

Everyday we subject ourselves to this glorious, yet deadly machine. We are driving with death. The humanrace has fallen in love with a murderer. We are blinded by its speed and ease to transport us and also by what most even consider "beauty".

Every day this monster kills humans and animals. How one could find it beautiful I will never know. Not only is it slaying individuals, but it is killing our home, Earth.

We all have fallen under its spell, including me and it pains me that I can't stop. I can't. I want to stop. I need to stop. We need to stop.

Dogs

As far back as I can remember I have loved dogs. I always pretended I was a dog.

I would collect pictures of dogs. I would read books about dogs. I love dogs.

I love their love. I love their joy. I love their eyes. I love their simple lives.

I love their excitement over simple thing like someone coming home, going for a walk, or even getting a bowl of food.

I love their ability to fall asleep at any given time of the day.

I love how they express what they really feel. I love dogs.

Now I actually have a dog and could spend an entire evening just cuddling with him.

I love dogs. They are an example of what is really important in life...food, happiness, and love.

I love dogs...

I love dogs.