What is Drastic + Dramatic

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Landward



Where your treasure is my heart
is also; you have the map
and wind in your sails.
Ignore the sun and stars
whose lights last half a day
and trust the tug that tightens
time: the only whole distance uncharted.

Search the horizon future,
imagine the harbor love,
anchored ashore a life time,
oh sailor, at ease
at home. . .


we'll sway cradled in a bed of rope
salvaged from those years at sea
our arms and fingers tethered together
moored tightly to eternity.
Face west and I'll scratch your back,
due east and I'll kiss your bronzed brow.
Hear the whistling inlet whisper
as I lie behind you resting
my cheek on a soft blade of shoulder.
Our breathing will softly ebb and flow,
the waves of our heart sculpting land.
Wrap me in your weathered wings.
Bury me alive in your heart.
Early morning you will wake to watch
the makeup sunrise on my face;
always already ready
you will wait beside me,
ocean eyes navigating
the north and south
of my frame. . .


my love is whole, wide
world curls its star, so,
sailor still sailing
don't worry or wander
wonder or weary;

our courses will cross
on land.

(picture: sun rising on the mediterranean)

Friday, October 21, 2011

Sing, sing a song

video

Okay, finally uploading a video of the song I wrote. . . I could never get the quality to be much better than this, sorry about that. But, maybe not. Because then it's harder to hear how bad I sound. :) I like the words. Go prepositions! It was fun to write an original. I hope you enjoy it at least a little.

Take Me
Floating, flying
high as a bird in the breeze in the clouds in the sky.
Slowly, take me
carefully, carefully, carefully, carefully.

Softly, sing me
the words of the song of the heart in the tune of goodbye

I won't cry, I won't
I'll watch you go with clear eyes
I'll wait for the sunset to turn into sunrise
and bring you home
to me

Picture the moment
Soon as the sound of my voice in your ears fills your eyes.
Slowly, take me
All the way, all the way, all the way, all the way
Home

Sin-for-a-min Rolls

Once upon a time my beautiful friend Jena made a rather delicious puffy pastry with brie cheese, nuts, craisins and puff.




then one day yours truly made a pizza version



and not only was it glorious to behold, but the taste thereof was the greatest ever. then tonight, inspired and accompanied by my friend Nate, the cinnamon (sin-for-a-min) roll version was born: delicious babes made of dough, butter, brown sugar, brie, mozzarella, pecans and craisins




you know how they say something about buying shoes in every color if you love them? well I say

"if the recipe rocks, make it in every pan"

or something. but it's not polite to talk with my mouth full. . . nom nom . . sinfully goooood (except sin isn't good, so don't sin. but if you do, repent, and eat these, and your world will be perfect. the end)
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