Sunday, November 30, 2008

on running, on breathing

fog. blur. slow. fat/fatigue. continue. eat. re-adjust. depression. envy. clear. sharp. fast. beat/metabolism. complete. comfort. pride.

Friday, November 28, 2008

sweet path bright (first draft).

my mind. it's messed up. except on that sweet path bright.
the rays provide sharp lines.
my song sounds like a bent whine.

sorrow bird. lead the way, please.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving and Terrorism

In light of very recent events (and those events years ago):

Terrorism is somewhat of a perverted economics, except it's not based on a classical concept of "supply" of something we want and "demand" of getting it. If terrorism works at all, it's based on the demand of avoiding the small, but absolutely sickening, supply of fear.

I trust our country's leadership to do all they can to protect us. But, in the end, the only way to protect ourselves from terror is to remain fearless - to keep living our lives the way we want to live them, as long as we're not terrorizing others. I can't account for all the atrocities of every country, even our own, in this post, but I can be hopeful...and thankful...

Nevertheless, happy Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for all that I have and all that I have the opportunity to gain.

-jeff

Tuesday, November 25, 2008



go to

http://www.marathonmovie.com/index2.html

I've watched this movie twice in the last 24 hours. It's going to help me run my second marathon.

(blue) cold/brrrr (a poem about being cold). - Feb-Nov. 2008



The scene:

Paper and frozen flags,
Writing rigor. Laws/

Downtown has less-dense trees.
A woman is walking faster, speaking clearly,

"I know your brain is like that stone in the gutter.
My breath isn’t warm enough or siren enough.
Look at that standing clock post,
in the middle of the city,
- it doesn't care."

Behind me, my neighbors –
Ruddy faces, but, to my surprise,
there is no red in this air.

Monday, November 24, 2008

a sketch of rollie pollie.



For some odd reason unknown to me, last year, I wanted to draw a rollie pollie. It's the only drawing in the only sketchbook I own.

I took a photo of it with my iPhone, and altered the color on iPhoto. Now, it's here to enjoy. I will write a poem about a rollie pollie later to go along with it.
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