Eben Trio – Franz Schubert: Trio Nr. 1 B-flat major op. 99

Sergei Rachmaninoff: Cello Sonata in G minor, Op. 19: Andante (3. movement)

CITY STREETS

The cracks in the sidewalk

It wasn’t youthful passion

The rain pours

This river of love rushing

Professed

It can’t be retracted 

In the shop window

The seared reflection of rejected

The city streets crowded

This ache won’t move

The traffic stalled
Got’a get to the place I started

BECOMING THE WIND

In the garden

the sun passed the day to the moon

passionate night

turning to dawn

The never ceasing ripple

of the creek water passing

as the birch leaves clap

you stroll with me

Through the meadow

the gentle sway of the grass

as the golden finches dart

we walk our path

At the hilltop gazing

East our spring

South our summer

West our autumn

North our winter

John Mayer - New Light (Premium Content!)

POEM - TRANSFERRENCE

Hold my hand

All I needed

You were there

Searching no further

Hold my hand

All I enjoyed

Time to breath

To our eternity

Hold my hand

All I had

Was winter’s return 

Being one

Hold my hand

All I wanted

In my life

Summer returned

Hold my hand

All I wished

A place together 

Sunshine never burned

Hold my hand

All I know

Risks of steps

Writing each page

Hold my hand

All I asked

A place and time

To your eternity

Hold my hand

All I have

Is winter’s return

Being one

Sara Bareilles "Gravity"

Art Experiment: Study 1

I am experimenting with incorporating Rudy’s feathers in paintings. Study 1

Nate's Meadow

My friend Nate gave me Maryland wildflowers to plant in the meadow next to my building.  I have seeded the meadow in the past with Black-eyed Susan seeds. When I told Nate about the meadow he gave me some indiginous plants that we both hope will spread.

Sunday morning walk in DC.

POEM - STAIRS

In this chapel

I descend to the crypt

searching the darkness

amongst broken idols

Without asking

I made the offering

It did not measure

so I left it on the altar

There is no tomb

for me

mine

is not in this place

The webs and dust

drift in my wake

the steps 

providing the passage

THE CIRCLE

as I drifted

hearing the leftovers

of the party

soft sheets

could not soothe to sleep

not invited

I wandered

who enjoyed

the laughter and

fraternity shared

the crowded streets

the horns of traffic

the sirens warned

as spring left

later than when

author's note:

Yes "wandered" not "wondered" both have a bit of loss, and searching: one physically the other mindfully. The stanza contains both.

The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company [Official Music Video]

Quatuor Ebène and Gautier Capuçon record Schubert's String Quintet D956

Gautier Capucon is my favorite cellist.

Mark Wilkinson - Everything To Me

POEM - Holding On

HOLDING ON

I see you smiling
Standing in the garden
I knew I'd loved you all my life

Lying on the lawn
When we touched
I came alive

We took the chance
It was you and me
But, time ran out

Now, there are things
I can't give away
The hurt will always stay

Life is harder
I need someone by my side
So why are you just standing there

Through the veil
Standing in the garden
I hold on


(Thanks Reuben Bidez for helping me transition. We are always the sum of our lives. I bring to my future, my past.)

Hike - May 11, 2018

Beau and my hike started at Charcoal Hearth and looped to Thaddeus Stevens Trail.  We found a quiet picnic spot for our lunch and water.  After lunch we walked down to the stream. We drove back to Frederick taking the back roads first to Waynesboro, Pennsylvania, and then to Emmitsburg, Maryland and on to home.

I Don't Trust Myself (With Loving You) (Live in L.A.)

Reuben Bidez "Can We Survive"

Gravity (Live in L.A.)

John Mayer with Keith Urban - Don't Let Me down

Coldplay - Magic - I don't want anybody else but you