Hi Cecilia

when things feel right
is it the balance
of mathematics
in form
bike tires spinning in the current
water forming into clouds
and names etched into painted metal

Hi Amy

A few years ago a friend asked me
while walking around the park
what my favorite tree was
the question seemed odd
there was one particular tree though
that shared its trunk and limbs
and this one I will never forget

Hi Rachel

What a lovely storm it was
when I arriving home
and could run and play
in the snow

Hey Pat

tonight we were given a question
what age group most uses our park
or benefits most from the facilities.
as I read the question and the 6 choices
I tried to picture the person asking the question
but I couldn't

Hey Wyatt

Finally responded to your facebook invite
sorry I took 2 months
staring into that world is somewhat frightening
like a kid imagining
walking into a new school
alone
at his computer

hey Douglas

it was great to imagine the sounds of spinning tops
the sensation of circular motion
the balance within its performance
hearing its song

Hi Nick

I keep finding images
that I didn't remember seeing
in the choas of the day
how about you?

hi joyce

Pizza Shack becomes La Poblanita
and the fresh red paint
covers over the memory
of blood and crack wartime
it helps me forget
my own troubled times
and see beauty ahead

Hi Tim

Thought of you today
how all those adventures
ended with stiff muscles
a shot back
and alot of rewards.

Hey Resmaa

childlike wonder
came alive yesterday
Its was a needed break
from the serious routines
that come with age

hi eric f.

our picture in the paper was very unimpressive
and the moment was best savored
with blades gliding
and our voices conversing.

Mom

miles in the sky
surrounded by blackberries and talk of Picasso, Vienna and grad school
I witness the miracle of flight the light puffy clouds floating below
and the beautiful lakes frozen and glowing like sapphires in rock candy
I didn't feel flight though.
This morning with the crows alive in the trees and me on my bike
I again felt flight.

hi Nora

When we met I felt love
in all it's fire, passion and pain dancing together
today's description needs more blues and greens
to show loves deep compassion
within the dance

Dear Margaret

Is life like a box of chocolate
or more like a huge pot of chili
served up in the cold

Natalie

Going home
or visiting that place
where memories play in alleys
and new faces wonder why you look so strange.

Hi Veronica

We are having so much fun,
reliving our own youth and reliving yours
what a gift to have a mind so free.

Hi Ted

travel sometime make me feel free, emptied and randomly scattered.
thought of valentines upcoming
and signs everywhere let me know
that I'm not in minnesota anymore.

Hey Marker

two path
two songs
two journeys
I've admired yours yet its
hard to believe we're playing with a similar instrument.
happy 50

Julian

Who can inspire refrigerator boxes to transform into animals
And tranquil hills to turn into raging ball of energy.
Hope your 40 th year comes in with pleasure
I'm assured with ever year the spirit gets even younger.

Thanks Corey

Thanks for letting me take your day, it was quite fun waking at dawn and making an image,
the coffee fresh and warm in my breath
and cold air all around.

Hi Dad

Symbols have so much power.
To some they become greater than any specific idea and deed.
And to others they appear like an idol without meaning.
I'm glad that you will always take me to task, challenge me, make me think and still love me when I don't agree.

Hey Craig

Princess parties are the best!
Let's enjoy them while they're still in style.

Hi Cara

I know I said hi today already although we were in such different worlds
I was frozen to the bone outside fighting the brutal wind
and you looked so warm behind the glass.
It's great living here because at any moment you might glance and see someone that reminds you of so many times and they don't mind seeing you.

Hey Susan

Here's to the mystery box camera. Plastic and unique.
I can only imagine what New Orleans will look like with this kind of description.

hi wendy

the light and shadow morphed into so much potential today
time felt like a ruthless thief closing the door as quickly as it was opened.
such is life and I can only feel blessed to have another try tomorrow.