In my eyes.........

Sun blazes through the mist and haze
Twinkling shards of light dance before my gaze
rippling rays reveal the day.

Big pine crawl.......

Beneath the heavy layered clouds
Comforting as a Quilt
Multicolor leaves create a patchwork
of moods I have felt.
Down as brown
Fresh as Green,
Bright and earthy orange
yellow and tangerine.
There it lays before me
A glorious scene.

Jingle Jangle........

Stepping lightly through the maze of my jingle jangle life. Wrong turns, right turns, your turn.
Directionless with direction, connectedness without connection. Think I just saw another sign go by.

Been a long long time...........

It's Monday morning and Marshall is watching the river rise. It is bringing with it a flood of memories of tender years gone by. Drizzling misty tears. River wash away my fears.

Eighty One

Eighty One birthday wishes for my dad. They all begin with I love you and be well. Your smile, your laugh, being Stan . A singular man. Your touch.
Crossword puzzles, drives through Atlanta, the Varsity, Ice cream and such.
I love you for all that and more.....very much!

Where I've Been........

Mostly here and there....although it seems mostly there. In a space between lost and found.
Turning and tumbling....tramping through.....just enough to get by, system fine. Works most of the time. Weaving in and out of traffic....dodging danger and riding with lady luck. She can be such a sweet thing. Shifting down and climbing up, swinging steady....give her a little gas. Mountain High, Joel Low....Seeds to Sew... Looking to Grow.

Songfields.....

Hi folks,

I have been ploughing through the songfields again. Sometimes, I need the words of poets and madmen. So here goes.

Nothing will ever be the same
All those promises we made seem so hollow
But there are still streets in this town
Marked with your shadow


So if you see me, look surprised
If you don't then pass me by
And I may even brush your sleeve
As you turn to leave


Now it's hard to act like strangers
When we used to be so strong
Everything is changing
And most of it is wrong
What do we know of anything?
Two fools of some renown
Either side of the same town


Somewhere, there's a light
I can sense it
Oh, though I may fall back again
Although it's a fight
I know I must Remain


Now it's hard to keep ignoring
Someone you recognise
And if I seem contented
It's only my disguise
What do we know of anything?
Two fools of some renown
Either side of the same town

Zuma News........Fresh Bagels

Yipeee! We are proud to announce the addition of new bagels made fresh locally from the folks at Buddha Bagels. We will also begin to serve different types cream cheese as well, maybe even some lox.
I know, I know, you guys are as excited as I am! Let me know if we can start to serve your favorite kind of bagel or is it a bialy? I like a poppy seed bagel well toasted with cream cheese with a cup of black coffee. We are still serving breakfast six days a week and the reviews have been fabulous. Zuma Coffee supports local music ....Bobby Hicks host a Bluegrass Jam every Thursday night. Feb 6th Sam Parker is bringing in a group to swing the house and look for a Friday the 13th Art show with Eric Legge with music by The Mad Tea Party! Promises to be a rockin good time.
Thank you for your community support........Much Love,



Joel

Making Lists

Checking them twice, maybe thrice.
Taking inventory of my life, feeling the strife.
Mine yours and ours, asking for flowers.
Time is a friend, not in the end.
Words vague and unclear, brings in the fear.
Love continues to grow, let it flow.