| Human Potential and Its Shadow : the POEMS : the THEORY : the SCRIPTS : the ART : the BOOKS : the SUGAR ART: thePOPE WYD2002 |
| Catholic/Christian Publisher needed to reprint MY ONTARIO BEAUTIFUL by Mary Angela Nangini Mellen Poetry Press - 1995 |
| Singhampton Swing Drooping misery with the rain i drive through parting winds and hear the calling of the swings doing the invitation jig to the gushes of wind teasing tugging testing the strength of its chains -will i join the game? Country drivers summer hours oblivious to the jingle and the jangle slide by the singing clamour moot i dare to stop I crawl out of the dumps to chase the dregs to pull off a high to reach the sky thrill seeker that i am I steady the seat with my hand it tackles i tame jerky testy i rock i stretch loose and long magic plastic gravity takes over and i hang my head with my hair i'm on a bed of air Amidst the dense of quiet i hear stirrings ripples rise from deep inside the land of play gurgles join the parade laughter explodes around me thunderous claps split my sides lightening zaps my nerve of joy fanfare blasts echo off each bumpy tingling pore and bounce into the countryside silenced by the drizzle fully alive tipping the horizon the swing in the park and i the pendulum |
| Allenwood Beach Nostalgia beckoned And I heard the call I came to meet you On the shore. The imprint of your face Cavorted in the sky Among the floating clouds. Beguiling whispers Murmurs from the lake Languid promises Of lost embrace. I have to leave it All behind. The place My sky dome Where water land and space Form the horseshoe cove. A gift for me From nature. A womb. A haven. A love grove Of my own. My summer home. |
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\............... ..........Brainful of insights... when i empty out my days and nights and i hear silence. Out of the dark leap words faster than i can write i am scribe. |