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Category: Art

Nov 07 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion II

Art Link

Purple with Beading

Thursday is Queersday

Long away and far ago

when I was young and naive

wearing purple on Thursday

meant one was most likely queer

as it was called at the time

Though I didn’t truly know

couldn’t really comprehend

what it entailed to be queer

I still didn’t wear purple

on Thursdays or any day

For that I am yet ashamed

The power of fear is great

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 16, 2006

Nov 06 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

State of the Onion I

Art Link

Pencil and Wax

Words

The words take control

demand to be written

I help guide them

dress them up

slim them down

searching for

clarity, brevity, emotion

hopefully all three

I’m not sure

where they come from

perhaps from the pains

and joys of my life

The words are the blood

in the vessels of my mind

just as feelings are

the blood feeding my soul

Is there any separation

between me and the words?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 10, 2006

Nov 06 2008

Pony Party: Stand Up Folks

By Turing Test in Art

Liberal Viewer offers this SNL clip (there’s a link to the full sketch at the end of the YouTube):

The Pony Party is an Open Thread. Please do not Rec the party!

Nov 05 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Words

Lurking

Blueprint

A notion

and intention

initially

Ideas congeal

words emerge

slide into place

some locked

some fit

to be tumbled

pliantly capable

of movement

until unity forms

Structural collapse

conceptual disintegration

and verbal desertion

are neighbors

skulking

on the other side

of walls too thin

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 18, 2008

Nov 04 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Not very random poem

The Lure of the Gold

Entitlement

Shouldn’t entitlement

be an increasing function?

Should not our children

be entitled

to more freedom

liberty, joy

and happiness

than we were?

Shouldn’t their children

if they have any

deserve still more?

Or do you speak

of material things?

Do you look to me

as the reason

you don’t have more?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 14, 2008

Nov 03 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Random Poem

Art Link

Silky Pillow

No Exit

Mornings

step into afternoons

step into evenings

stumble into nights

then blessed darkness

interrupted by brief glimpses

of that other world

called dreams

and then I wake

into another morning

Breakfast

becomes a class

becomes grading

and a meeting

I step into more grading

and another class

and another

becomes grading

and then too few

hours of sleep

Step

by weary step

I plod towards a break

any break

in the madness

of constant awareness

I place one foot

in front of the other

as I limp

towards collapse

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 8, 2006

Nov 01 2008

Fright Night

By Knucklehead in Art

Some of my Halloween images & artwork.

The “LITTLE WITCH” is my grand daughter`s doll, & she directed me in post production.

Oct 31 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Random Poem

Art Link

Self-portrait, most days

Talking Teaching Blues
(Boomer edition)

Run run run

and run some more

I don’t remember

what I’m running for

I work so long

from 8 to 8

then up next dawn

so I won’t be late

Work work work

it’ll be over soon

if only I could

sleep to noon

It’s nice to know

as I wipe my spittle

that all we teachers

just work so little

Sixty hours a week

so you could grow

For this you hate us?

We need to know.

What did we do

to deserve your slap

work so hard

and get paid crap?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–April 18, 2006

Oct 30 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Random Poem

Splitting the Binary

Can you learn?

They asked me

if I hunted or fished

choose one

What did I kill

for fun?

I gave my answer

eight years later

I killed their comfort

in dead seriousness

Can you learn?

Too often

the answer

was disappointing

There was danger

in proving

that human life

could exist

could endure

could survive

could even thrive

in between

There probably still is

Can you learn?

It is not too late

Can you learn?

It is never too late

Can you learn?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–December 14, 2007

Oct 30 2008

Pony Party Phunny Pics

By Turing Test in Art

Some funny pics to brighten everyone’s evening. Please add your own (original or, um, borrowed) images in the comments.

The Pony Party is an Open Thread. Please Do Not Rec the party.

LOL, pony party, Pooties
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Oct 29 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Random Poem

Art Link

Fire

Teaching

There must be a spark

to which tinder

can be judiciously applied

to get a smolder

(Or is the spark

applied to the tinder?)

With skill the smoldering tinder

gives rise to a flicker

and then a flame

to which the kindling is added

leading to creation

of a real fire

with the introduction

of the hard wood

How delicate is the the process

that it can so easily be derailed

I am a teacher

It is my job

to nurture the fire

There is rarely

a second chance

if this flame dies

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–December 6, 2005

Oct 28 2008

Muse in the Morning

By Robyn in Art, Community, Poetry

Muse in the Morning

Random Poem

High School Colors

English Teachers

Of the majick

of gods and goddesses

Marion taught

of myths and legends

and creations

other realities

as well as the fact

that teachers sometimes drink

And chain-smoking

Scholastica leadfoot

schooled me in Pepys

Hawthorne and Irving

and the boundless

unconditional love

she displayed to us

for her beloved Ben

But Mrs P

Holly’s wonderful mom

you lit the spark

with Buffalo Bill

and mister death

and the pretty how town

which now burns in me

some forty years later

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 2, 2007