Archives for: January 2007

Craggy Where I touched my first cloud Standing in a meadow of Wild flowers and long yellow grasses At the very top of my climb I was there to pick blueberries With my grandmother and my brother I was taking a break From the searing heat It s… more »
Lisa
01/30/07

Palimpsest

Hoof tracks Dancing deeply Leaping, forming figure eights Leaving a boundless impression A pair of work boots passes over them Striding straight, steady, unhurried Cigarette butt pause With a view of the lake Then long paces continue Crossing S… more »
Lisa
01/29/07

Dandelion

Golden sun Shining on A horizon of green Time passes Metamorphosis The globe broadens A silver moon New bloom Delicately perched Wind blows Moon flows Across the sky In a splash Newborn stars more »
The wind begins its next set on the forest stage and the trees begin a slow sway to the first chords Underbellies of leaves exposed as the wind leads the dancers into the song’s chorus A swirl of brown limbs and green attire as the music… more »
Rise for a standing ovation to the original set designer who staged real beauty and drama without wind machines and colored lights combined to create an approximation a reproduction of effects used in the original production the longe… more »
Lisa
01/26/07

New Shoes

New shoes Squeaking, squawking As I'm walking My own entrance music Announcing a clown 'Cause who takes talking shoes Seriously? Not the impression I was going for But what can be done? Shoes can't be oiled Like rusty hinges Then I sp… more »
I was in the midst of creating dinner when the telephone rang. I grabbed the receiver, balanced it on my shoulder with pressure from my tilted head. The mixing bowl positioned between my body and the counter. Stirring furiously. Twenty more minutes and h… more »
Lisa
01/25/07

Driftwood

no longer a piece of driftwood knocked about lost in the river's rushing a boat with sails choosing the winds and direction of my next adventure the ocean, perhaps more »
Hannah is addicted to self-help: the books, the groups, the therapy. What will she do when faced with the ultimate self-help book that may actually change her life? Find out in my short story, The Middle Path. "What?" I asked looking up from the bo… more »
Lisa
01/24/07

Storm Clouds

Electricity Charged air Visual trick The illusion of contact Moving past one another Separated by Strata Powerful, bold Flirtatious Wondering if they’ll ever meet Teasing Brushing Rushing on the currents Racing across the sky and they tou… more »
Lisa
01/24/07

Beauty

I’d like to think that some things are objectively beautiful, that everyone would agree that a waterfall, a sunset, a butterfly, an infant’s smile are unquestionably beautiful. But I know that that isn’t true, because Beauty is completely subjective.… more »
Lisa
01/23/07

The View

I took a break from my work to walk down to the lake and admire the view but there was a man in a business suit with a cell phone in his hand blocking that view And I wondered if he even saw the beauty and I wished that he’d find anothe… more »
Sometimes I get lost In the struggles of the day And I stumble And I fall Because I’ve lost the rhythm Of my life I can’t hear the music I’m too busy With minor dischords So I trudge And I crawl When it’s unnecessary It’s a choice… more »
An educational introduction to the alphabet, created for my brother Brian. Think it's low budget? This project was no budget! Even the video camera was duct taped. I've broken the movie into smaller sections, so it won't take as long to download, an… more »
Lisa
01/21/07

Earth Cozy

Earth cozy Sleeping soundly, restfully In a blanket of fog Moon looks on high above Smiling From a crisp, clear sky Sun, patient parent, Gently tugs At the fog blanket Earth rolls over In a misty dream For ten more minutes of sleep… more »
I know I've complained about the weather a lot in previous days, but being homebound gave Ronak and myself the opportunity to work on two blogs (Austin Blues and The Buzz) and complete a Don't Drink Bees website redesign - which I hope to unveil sometime… more »
Lisa
01/19/07

Oops!

I consider myself a "recovering perfectionist." I've struggled with this problem for many years. And although I am able to acknowledge that I have a problem, I still experience relapses. It's sad to look back and see that I lost a perfectly good… more »
Lisa
01/18/07

Zen Stories

I wrote these stories while I was taking both Cosmologies and Psychology of Religion at Warren Wilson College. Some are updates of Buddhist stories I read, but most are of my own creation. Zen Stories more »
I had the idea of this story in mind for over a year before I actually wrote it out: a father gives his child what appears to be extremely odd birthday gifts, but each gift contains a deeper meaning and a wish. The day I was born, my father gave me a… more »
Two mushrooms Snuggled together in the grass The taller protecting the other from hard rains The smaller shielding the other from tickling blades of poking grass Together sharing the moderate rains and the moderate tickling more »
Giants bounding noisily through fallen leaves casting the shadow of a small squirrel more »
Dipping my toes in puddles of purple and white quickly becoming a river of blossoms flowing with the wind forming rapids over brick walkways I wade in Petal drops land on my head, hands, arms until I am saturated in color I cup my ha… more »
Rayon Oh, Rayon! You hung beautifully on that rack Tempting me with your gentle drape I fell in love at first sight And never thought to check the tag Then I wore you And you wrinkled, wrinkled Wrinkled And I washed you And you never look… more »
Grandmother Mountains I grew up in the Catskills old and rounded Grandmother mountains Surrounding me in her love Cradeling me in her arms I felt safe Whenever I was lost or unsure I had only to look in any direction and she was there stand… more »
Lisa
01/13/07

Faceless

Faceless, Can I call you friend Mailing text across the lines Voiceless, Can you hear my pain Sense the nuances in my words Are we personas Going through the motions When no one can see Past text on the screen Is anything real in cyberspace A… more »
This is a quick instructional movie I put together. I demonstrate how to make the origami boat that my friend, Kyoko, showed me back in the third grade. How to Make an Origami Boat (8.9 mb) more »
Do you have a noticeable dandruff problem? Are you embarrassed every time a gust of wind blows and frees your dandruff to fall like yellow snow? Well, we have something that can help. It's a shampoo especially formulated for seasonal dandruff.… more »
tiny footprints root tiptoes snow pirouettes ballet in the morning sun following a heavy storm tree dance (An answer to the question: where does the snow on the branches go and what are those holes in the snow around the tree? ) more »
Lisa
01/09/07

Tabula Rasa

This morning I looked out and saw My past mistakes had been erased The old world I had known was gone and there Before me was a new one white and pure A clean, new sheet on which I was To record my future life upon I saw It was waiting for me… more »
Lisa
01/08/07

Dragonflight

tiny idler in the grass startled by my brisk step lifting off living bi-plane wings illuminated sparkling as he climbs with the morning sun I pause to watch his ascent to cruising altitude amazed all over again by the mystery of fli… more »
Moths and Flames When you shine brilliantly I am drawn to you My wings blaze And I fall as Icarus The feathers melting away And I am naked In your spotlight Falling But I can finally see In that glow That I am beautiful And I own true w… more »
It is a beautiful day A day of possibilities I am the child who was born knowing the truth I am the grownup who remembers it And knows it again I am a bird soaring across the sky Once lost in a hurricane Misled by the flock Now enjoying my ow… more »
Wind and Dandelion Wind, can I fly? Said a bud to the sky In time, wind replied Be patient and quiet You need strength to grow Wind, I’m ready to fly Said the yellow dandelion Look, your stem is still low You need more time to grow… more »
Lisa
01/04/07

Big Girl

When I was a little girl I wanted to show everyone I was finally A big girl So I walked beside Daddy His legs were longer than My little, short legs But I kept up with him to show I was a big girl It was hard And I got tired But I made sure… more »
The movie inspired by the poem inspired by the joke. I don't just tell you what not to do in life, I show you. Please don't ever follow my example! Unless you want the guy at the photo lab to ask you what you do for a living. ;-) Don't Drink Bees… more »
The poem inspired by the joke: Don't Drink Bees Please, oh please Don’t drink bees They’ll tickle your throat And make you wheeze And after that Perhaps a sneeze Wheeze & sneeze, wheeze & sneeze Please, oh please Don’t drink those b… more »
At the time I chose the name for the website, I worked with an incredibly creative and talented woman named Sara Bost. I asked her to design a logo for the site, and she came up with several amazing designs. I finally settled on this one: You can… more »
The name "Don't Drink Bees" comes from a joke between my nephew Nathaniel and myself. One day, I was finishing off a glass of water. Nathaniel placed one of his favorite toys, a bee, in my empty glass. I said, "No, we shouldn't drink bees! They'll tic… more »
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Lisa J. Parker's writing and creative works including poems, books, short stories, essays, movies, greeting graphics, and photographs.

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