Archive for the Dreams Category

3 AM

Posted in Dreams, Writers & Writing with tags on December 15, 2017 by kozmicdogz

3:00 am
Dreams of times that never came to pass
Fortunately
But familiar folk all around
Keeping me up
Worrying me just the same
Not real
Thank god.

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October!

Posted in Art, Dreams, Film with tags , , on October 10, 2017 by kozmicdogz

Flat Iron Building

Posted in Dreams, Photography with tags , on July 8, 2017 by kozmicdogz

The flat iron building taken from a cab in September 2015.

Strawberry Moon

Posted in Dreams, Photography with tags on June 30, 2017 by kozmicdogz

The Strawberry Moon over Ocracoke Island, NC June 9, 2017.

A week of beautiful sunsets, stars, and a Strawberry Moon.

Goodbye to June.

Sold.

Posted in Dreams, Writers & Writing with tags , , , , on May 3, 2017 by kozmicdogz

The family house still under construction in a new neighborhood built on farmland. When we moved in, the road was still dirt and the grass was still growing on the recently seeded yards. There were few trees except the few they built around. There was a huge tulip poplar in the back yard of the house next door.  It is still there.

We would gather to play under its branches with our friends.

Across the street was a field that still had cows grazing on it before more new houses were built.

Walking to school we would pass horses in a fenced in corral next to one of the two original farm houses.

There was no beltway. There was no McDonalds. There was no shopping mall. It was quiet and the sky was big and you could see the stars come out at night.

Just short of 60 years later the house has passed on to a new family and the remaining members of the old family remember the big hole in the ground, the dirt yard, and the creek at the end of the street.

“Chloe”

Posted in Art, Dreams, Photography with tags , , , on April 24, 2017 by kozmicdogz

A new addition to the sculpture garden at the VMFA here in Richmond, VA.

“Chloe” by Spanish artist Jaume Plensa (1955).

“Chloe” is an ever changing presence. The light, clouds, sun, and time of day change her, showing many faces and moods.

You will meet a different Chloe at each visit and even as you walk around her. Mesmerizing.

Birthdays…

Posted in Dreams, Food, Writers & Writing with tags , , on February 26, 2017 by kozmicdogz

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Another year old.
If one is lucky this will continue.
More aches,
more pains coming unannounced,
over hearing whispers about friends and friends’ parents.
We are not the same
and never will be again,
but that is ok
that is the way it just
happens.

 

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Coconut

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