Monday, October 31, 2011

dry wine 




oh how I did 
taste that supple flesh 
of you and you did 
hold my breast 
against 
yourself 


and now 
I seethe and 
relish the quivered 
instant when 
every part of 
nature's nerve 
stings my very being 
with sweat and 
polish, 


lying
breathing 
wet with thirst 
and parched 
at once, 


never never 
to be quenched.


Poem © 2011 R. Burnett Baker
Photo© 2011 R. Burnett Baker 

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Rick

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Magpie Tales 89: Say It, Write It.


Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid


speak to me


a splash of ink,
a quill to 
the heart,

words always 
at our fingertips 
even when voices 
can't be 
heard. 


Saturday, October 29, 2011

Back From Texas

Always good to visit family!  This trip I had the special treat to meet and have lunch with one of our favorite bloggers Cheryl Cato  (Lizzy Frizzfrock) and her husband Gerald.  My mother and I  had arranged to meet Cheryl and Gerald in Bastrop, Texas.  After lunch we drove to their house and saw the devastation from the fires that recently destroyed some 1500 homes and thousands of acres of pine forest. It was truly a humbling scene, and one that gives pause for thanksgiving.

Many of us bloggers had followed the updates that Cheryl posted during those days, and I'm thankful for them that they are able to still have their beautiful home and help rebuild their community.  As some of you remember,  their house was one of three that survived on their street.  I'm including here a link for donations to Bastrop fire relief agencies if anyone is so inclined.

Cheryl and me


My mother Betty and me


It was wonderful to meet you and Gerald, Cheryl, and hopefully we can meet again in the future!

We tossed around the idea of getting some of the bloggers together in the future for a "blogger's convention" at some central location.  I know that Cheryl has mentioned this on her blog this week, and I think it would be a fun way to put, as I said to her on FB, voices, faces, and reality to the words and pictures we see of each other each week.

If anyone else would be interested, let's explore the possibilities of arranging such a "meet and greet", as Cheryl put it, and see what transpires!  I'm open to any suggestions, and would welcome emails about such an event for next year.

Best to everyone!

Rick
October 29, 2011

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Lips. Lips To Find You

Photo from Google Images


cusp 


behind the backdrop of now 
I'll bend and blend into the 
ethereal wisp of lips pressed 
and pulsed for one revealing 
moment of 

breath 
against 
breath. 

Poem © 2011 R. Burnett Baker 

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 87: Universal Language





tangents




love prepared 
a feast in 


tangy tangents
of our fervor


in  nearness 
of even the 
smallest view 
of want 


beyond our 
needs.


Poem ©2011 R. Burnett Baker 
Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Autumn Gatherings: A Story



multitudes of forever 


they gathered at the portal. 
they had no choice.  to find 
shelter was a prayer they had 
been taught from birth.  

despite all the wind, rain, and 
burning sun that their glorious 
family tree had nurtured and 
endured, there had been no 
rehearsal for the great falling; 
and the falling itself was sudden 
and by design. 

now at the door to the family tree, 
through darkness they gathered 
their crumbling vessels of life 
and poured out their sorrows 
as ransom for shelter. 

but wind has its own agenda. 
it carries with it the dreams of 
every living and dying creature 
in its stream, and its agenda is to 
keep moving in every direction; 
to suffer the fears and dreams 
of every life 
and 
passing season. 


Poem © 2011 R. Burnett Baker 
Photo© 2011 R. Burnett Baker 
Photo taken by R. Baker at Powder Mill Park, Rochester, NY October 2011.