Play me home

Harmonies
intertwining sweet nectar
sticky smooth notes
catch
on my heart seams and pull
gently
insistently
prying
a surgical butter knife creating access to
release

Piano note fingers
touch my soul’s braille
sightless reading through
keys
of my internal sharps, flats
forte turns to
pianissimo
minor, major chords
kneading
a pressure point massage of my emotional knots

Vocals
lyrical speech so full
words insist on becoming
song
your feeling, singer songwriter, becomes
mine
knocks loudly then
opens the door
of expression wide
an IV of life transfusing my aching cells.

Harmonies … Piano … Vocals … Music … Life.  Pure sweet Life.

Make Your Mark

I’m seriously considering <whisper> getting a tattoo.  Don’t tell Mom.

(Actually, Mom might kinda like it… her 81 year-old conservative nature does have  a vibrant free-spirit streak running through it.   but I digress….).

Ok so let’s suspend judgment for a moment on the whole tattoo right/wrong issue and do a “what if” exercise, shall we?  Yes…Excellent!

melissaI’m realizing that considering what tattoo I’d get is a fascinating way to discover what really matters to me.  

Think about it – if you got a tattoo, what would you get? 

  • Something that has meaning just to you or something that’s a dandelionmessage to the other people who see it?
  • Writing or picture(s) or both?
  • Something representing someone else in your life, or something representing yourself?
  • Something serious or something touched with humor?
  • Color or black and white?
  • Photo-realistic or cartoonish?
  • Teeny, little, medium-sized, big, or huge?

Me?  I would choose something that has meaning specific to me — a reminder to encourage some valuable part of me to shine out beyond myself.  Something serious, black and white and definitely photo-realistic picture instead of word(s).  And little…I’m still a wee bit tattoo shy :) .

Whoa, at first glance, that doesn’t really sound like me.  The Starla who loves deep rich colors so much I would (almost) eat Crayolas if it allowed me to savour them more.  The Starla who (usually) laughs easily about almost anything.   The Starla who craves words so much my fingers sometimes tingle with the need to write.  The Starla with the crazy two-toned half-buzzed/half-long scruffly hair.  

The thing is … all of those things are me… and maybe the tattoo specs are more about the internal stuff I don’t express as often.  About the more introspective, quiet, intensely serious, high-art me.  Hmmm… ???breathe

But enough about me.  What would you choose as your permanent “stamp”???   Or what have you already chosen?? 

Oh, and yes, if I do get said tattoo… I will let you know what it is…and why I chose what I did.  Stay tuned!!

(special thanks to Melissa, Clare, and Lisa for unauthorized use of your tattoo photos!!)

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And check back next week for the  next post in the Anatomy of Love series!  

Words

Words

At times they come
and pile on my tongue gentle
at first then insistent
like the kiss of a lover tasting my soul’s sweet savoury salty
mysterieswords

Tell us they say Tell us
of you through the heart you express when we
leave
and we’ll tell you back
Words

So wordless I show them
the place where I love and flames lick at my heart and
the place where I fear and its dance taunts my mind and
the place where I dream and fierce hope obliterates doubt

silently
I hand them my pen with
the places I can’t speak
telling them Please
please write me so tonight
they give me these

Words.

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