Archives for: February 2007
Lisa
02/28/07
02/28/07
Home is Where You Are
Home is where you are. You are the only constant. Wherever you move is where you live. Your home is within your skin. So you can never really leave home. You can only repair it, renovate it, and add on an addition or two. Well, you can decorate it too of… more »
Lisa
02/27/07
02/27/07
The Wild Cat
I could follow his pawprints through the snow
To see just where the wild cat goes
"Where does he live? Has he a home?"
I wonder. "Or must he always roam?"
I'd take him as my pet, I would, if Mother would allow
But deep inside, I think, the wild cat… more »
The face was bloated as if it were a float, pumped a little too full with air in anticipation of a big parade. Almost comical, except I recognized this young man through the distorted features. I couldn't take my eyes from him. It had been almost four mo… more »
Lisa
02/26/07
02/26/07
Movie: First Skate with a Broom
What could be more helpful than a broom to help a person ice skating for the first time?
You're wondering what the broom is for? Watch the video and find out:
First Skate with a Broom more »
This poem was written in response to a graduate school assignment. We were asked to go to a very old, historic cemetery in Raleigh and draw conclusions from the tombstones we saw. I noticed that all the women were buried "in relation" to someone else: mo… more »
Lisa
02/25/07
02/25/07
Movies On YouTube
I've started putting my movies and clips on You Tube.
You can find them on my channel at: http://youtube.com/lisajparker
I'll continue to announce new movies here, but I'll be linking to YouTube. more »
Lisa
02/24/07
02/24/07
Red Becomes a Woman
Red Riding Hood
Was a whore
Flirting the way she did
She knew what Mr. Wolf was asking
Giggling & blushing
In that knowing way
Off the path, in the woods
Just out of Mother's sight
He admired her new acquisitions
Oh, how she'd grown
And… more »
Lisa
02/23/07
02/23/07
Movie: Scooter Ride in India
I had never been on a scooter before my trip to India in December 2005. Ronak took me to Kankaria Lake (in Ahmedabad, Gujarat).
Ronak drove the Activa while I hung on with one hand and videotaped with the other.
Experience light morning traffic in… more »
Lisa
02/23/07
02/23/07
Nothing Can Stop Me
Nothing can stop me now that I've found
All of the stumbling blocks all around
me are mine.
They're in my mind
for me to overcome
They're in my mind
for me to learn from
And I've learned
To use those blocks as steps on my road
To move upward and… more »
Lisa
02/22/07
02/22/07
Autumn's Children
Children
Leaping from the highest tree branches
Cartwheeling across the pavement
Joining hands with others, dancing in circles
Then falling into the grass out of breath
A second wind
And they are
Flying down the sidewalk, racing one another
D… more »
Lisa
02/21/07
02/21/07
Stone Hopping
There is a scent like no other
In the mountain air
It’s a combination of galax
And rhododendron and damp, red earth
Floating on thin, cool vapor
I take off my shoes
Tie the laces together
And drape them across my shoulder
I feel the packe… more »
Lisa
02/21/07
02/21/07
Water Music
Today
Will be
Partly cloudy
With a 20% chance of water music
A gentle preamble
Of seemingly random droplets
A prelude
Expertly orchestrated
By the cloud conductor
The random drops connect
To form a steady rhythm
A melody flows from… more »
Lisa
02/20/07
02/20/07
Magic of the Universe
If I had a child
I would share all the magic
of the universe with him
We'd toss handfuls of maple keys into the air
and watch them spiral down like mini helicopters
We'd make long chains of autumn leaves
strung together only by stems
and we'd wear… more »
Lisa
02/19/07
02/19/07
Roan Mountain
On the top of the world
The Balds
Sprinkled with
Catawba rhododendron pinks
Orange Flaming azaleas
And yellow wild flowers
Wind whistling through
Tightly held branches of blue spruces
And through loosely laid meadow grasses
Invisible bir… more »
I smell the earth
And it makes me hungry
For roots
I am lost
Walking down
A middle path
I wish my route were more direct
But my mother’s grandparents were new cuttings
And my father’s were cross-pollinated seeds
Adrift in the New… more »
Lisa
02/17/07
02/17/07
A Maple Seed Falls
Ballerinas pirouetting on stages of air
Whirligigs swimming and spinning
Butterflies fluttering
Pinwheels turning
Kaleidoscopes
Parachutes sailing
Synchronized swimming
Band flags twirling
Figure skaters performing triple salchows
One dollar hel… more »
Lisa
02/16/07
02/16/07
I Like to Rise Early
I like to rise early
So I can watch her
Awaken
Pink and rosy
Cozy in her bedsheets
Stardust still caught
In the corners of her eyes
She's always most beautiful
At this time
Before donning blues and greys
Sometimes hiding that lovely face
A… more »
Lisa
02/15/07
02/15/07
Cherry Bloomed
Cherry bloomed
She didn't care what the other trees said
And laughed heartily at their precautions
As she adorned herself in pink buds
In anticipation of spring
A late winter ice storm
Made other trees shiver
And they watched
Their flowered com… more »
Lisa
02/14/07
02/14/07
Cupcakes with Pink Frosting
It's Valentine's Day again. And visions of cupcakes with pink frosting are dancing in my head. Who can forget the school parties of heart-shaped cookies and candies, red punch, and cupcakes slathered in romantic frosting? We kids were in love: with sugar… more »
I wish it could be my job to love you
I would take it very seriously
I'd come in early, leave late
Put in lots of overtime
Because I'd be in love with my work
I'd perform research on my own time
And find out all about you
I'd be a workahol… more »
If I were the wind
I'd whisk away worries
And bring perfect
Blue skies your way.
If I were the sun
I'd never set on you
I'd keep you warm
Even when you were dreaming.
If I were a bird
I'd accompany your sleep
With whistled love themes
As a… more »
I think I'm ready to hit the road. But I'm like Pavlov's Dog. I hear the jingle of keys - even in my own hand - and I've got to go back in the house and make a final pit stop.
I wasn't born this way. There were many times when my parents would instru… more »
Lisa
02/13/07
02/13/07
Spring Production
Have you just come in?
You’re a little late
The show has begun
But you've missed only
The Crocuses' song
There is plenty more to see
The Daffodils are about to dance
The ushers will seat you up front
Where you'll have a nice view… more »
Lisa
02/13/07
02/13/07
Summer Production
So glad to see you
Welcome back!
I love that forest color you’re wearing
So glad you aren’t in that yellowy-green
It’s so last season
You’re just in time for the children’s program
The hatchlings will be flying soon
Then the pollinators will b… more »
Lisa
02/12/07
02/12/07
Kosovo Kosova
Kosovo Kosova
Your pronunciation betrays your allegiance
Injun Indian
They've always squabbled
"My God's better than your God"
India, Ireland, Jerusalem, America
He picks favorites
Check the Old Testament
David never smoked peyote
We could… more »
Lisa
02/11/07
02/11/07
We Are White
We are offended
We are enlightened
We are not our fathers or our grandmothers
We are of the Tenth
We are colorless
We are white
We pass the six second test
But still read Langston Hughes
Still grimace at the sight of Uncle Ben's rice
Still lis… more »
Lisa
02/11/07
02/11/07
Uncle Ben's
I saw a black teen in Harris-Teeter
With a box of Uncle Ben's tucked up under his arm
And I thought, "Man, they're selling you again
‘Cept this time, it's you that's buying."
And I thought I might give him Ethnic Notions to watch
But then I thought… more »
I start off down the path
I am alone in the woods
Rather, I feel alone
There is only the sound
of my breath and my steps
Step, step, step, breath
Step, step, step, breath
Occassionally my step is interrupted
By a pine cone or fallen tree branch… more »
Lisa
02/10/07
02/10/07
The Grocery Bag
When I was five and my brother, Jeff, was three, we started a family tradition. My mother's parents thought it would be nice to take us to stay with them at their home in Black Mountain, North Carolina for a few weeks every summer. It was supposed to giv… more »
Lisa
02/09/07
02/09/07
Day Breaking
The wooden bench is damp
with the morning
Here I sit to watch the grand performance
of day breaking
the bird chorus is strong
the music swells
as the first glow of the sun
makes his appearance on the stage
It is an exultant song of victory
and o… more »
My name is Bagbid Wolfe. My name is German and so are my products. I am a door-to-door salesman. I have sold the Catnip Patch in Catland, Wash & Slosh Food Drainers in Raccoonland, and Chew & Brew Blenders in Cowland.
Because we are different… more »
Lisa
02/08/07
02/08/07
After the Ball
It's after the ball
She sheds her saucy party dress
Tosses it to the wind
Stands naked and lovely
Waiting for a gentle bath
To soothe her tired limbs
Weary from dancing
Cleansed
She dons a robe of fluffy white
And drifts into a peaceful slee… more »
Lisa
02/07/07
02/07/07
Rough Draft
"You should've died years ago."
"Excuse me?" I said automatically and immediately wished that I hadn't. I should have asked him to talk with me after class. The students were silent as I continued down the rows, passing out that night's writing assign… more »
Lisa
02/07/07
02/07/07
Turtle Logs
Sprawled, sunning
On a floating log
Right eye shut
Immersed in a carefree
Dream
Left eye open
Alert to predators
And idle joggers
On the lake-side path
Splash! more »
Lisa
02/06/07
02/06/07
tickling rain
sprinkles
tiny drops
touching my face
my arms
my neck
wet fingertips
caressing my skin
lightly
softly
delicately
tickling
coaxing a smile
a giggle
then laughter
such a gentle
playful
touch
how could I ever frown
in t… more »
Lisa
02/05/07
02/05/07
Hidden Garden
Walking the maze
Searching for the hidden
Garden
A bench
A niche just for me
Within the mass
Of thorny hedges
That surround me
I am lost
In the immensity
I am tired
By the search
I wonder if a garden exists
For me
In this place
I… more »
Lisa
02/05/07
02/05/07
Sun Holds Me Gently
The sun holds me gently in its light
The wind strokes my hair
Together, they seek out and dry any tears
But there are no tears to find
I am at peace
In Nature's embrace
I feel loved more »
Lisa
02/04/07
02/04/07
Moon and Lake
Moon,
Spotlight twinkling
In my ripples
A nightlight in the dark
Reassuring
And warm
Lake,
Shimmering mirror
Reflecting my light
Sharing the night
Familiar
Honest friend more »
Lisa
02/03/07
02/03/07
Would You Make a Sound?
Pine needles tickling the air, reaching out on a breeze and touching a face. Blindly groping.
- Who are you wandering about on my homeland, in my family grove? Welcome. Hushed whispers. What is it? I feel you tread upon my branches, lightly. I have no… more »
Lisa
02/03/07
02/03/07
Feathered Cousins Once Removed
Feathered Cousins Once Removed
Blue
Sophisticated
Wild
Heron
Shares the far end of a pond with
A gathering of Canadian geese
Feathered brothers
But they splash
They squawk
For no apparent purpose
And
When humans approach
Th… more »
Lisa
02/02/07
02/02/07
Illuminated Scenes
In the night
illuminated windows
become drive-in movie screens
shuttered windows
a cable channel not subscribed to
Dramas played out for the passerby
Whose only admission price
Is braving the outside weather
and risking being named a Peepi… more »
Lisa
02/01/07
02/01/07
My Heartbeat
My heartbeat
like a drum
in a band
leading the march
right foot left foot
moving me forward
My heartbeat
a rhythm
for my life
one I can trust
right way wrong way
moving me forward
My heartbeat
metronome
for my song
and for my dance… more »
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