6/1/15

Among the Possibilities of Pickling,  CHOW CHOW brings the most smiles and smacking of lips! This here is Aunt Francis's Chow Chow from the Portage, Wisconsin region, where the Illinois is portaged to the Wisconsin Rivers, in memory…
The main ingredient of Chow Chow is Green Tomatoes and the second is usually Corn…here are her two versions, tried and true:

Chop coarsely to make one gallon of chopped green tomatoes; I gallon of chopped fresh, crisp cabbage; one half gallon of chopped yellow or white onions; one bunch of crisp celery; six seeded sweet green peppers; three mild 'hot' peppers; 3/4 of a cup on non-iodine salt: mix all together with grinding motion…let stand for two hours Drain any fluid…put four cups of white sugar (or date sugar); two and 1/2 cups of good brown sugar; two quarts of good apple cider vinegar; and one cups of pickling spices of choice into the vegetables all mixed in well…simmer in a non-reactive huge pan for one hour. pour into sterile jars…may boiling water process for ten minutes, but not really necessary…makes. well, a Lot of Chow Chow! may add about six ears of cut fresh sweet corn to this one, for added color and texture….

Now, here's the Corn Chow Chow:
Cut corn clean from one dozen ears of sweet corn, and drain off the 'milk'. Mix with two well-chopped onions; two sweet green peppers, chopped; one sweet red pepper, chopped; one cup very crisp cabbage chopped; two tablespoons non-iodine salt; 1/2 teaspoon ground pepper; ones and 1/2 tablespoons dry yellow mustard; one cup date or cane sugar; and two cups of white vinegar: cook slowly simmering, for an hour. stir often…makes five or six half-pint jars…may process, up to ten minutes…

here's Chow Chow Poetry:

when we of the middle west
hear the words Chow Chow:
up comes Aunt Francis - and she's singin'
over her big linoleum kitchen table!
She's laughin': "kill em with kindness, Katey!"
She's rockin' someones baby somewheres about -
and she's slow cookin' that ol' hen who lays no more…
we'll eat so fine we know, cuz Francis asked just now:
"Stayin' for supper? we'll have snap peas along with
this here ol' bird… and we'll have fresh Chow Chow…
cuz I worked with her today - all green tomato fine…
an' the sun comin' in soft as can be, this very mornin'….



1/3/15

THERE IS NO HUNGER

There is no hunger as the hunger of a drone. I am a drone and my skepp is my home when the worker women allow me to feed…
it is cold here and it is cold so many days and nights that I wonder at this and pray a prayer to the makers and the movers of honey - and, o naturally - of the pollens that keep us warmer than outside.
We are so many. Too many, I heard in the buzz of the warm waxes and heaves and cacoons of our young-not-yet-out….
It's the workers they'll be needing. I know this deep in my abdomen. Her Queen-ness is not yet finished her wonderful youth of eggs and all her workers are delighted with her health and brood health. No drones needed to leave the hive with new young queens or with the old. Decisions are far away in some spring that will come. Winds are blowing Spring over the crusts of snow. Sooner than that, I will be gone. For, I am not needed….ancient ways are compelled from the very ice.
In his office, the young Bo is watching the ice etch the windows. Hive windows and that glass door of some opportunity he should not miss. He is handsome in this land where women are more handsome than their menfolk, but he is older and his ideas and work are older. His boss has red long hair and comes from old Icelandic Stock. She would eat her young - if she had young. Instead, she has drones like him cluttering up her glass hive. It's filled with gold sun and gold of finance and her workers are well aware that she's engendering all that life. He isn't needed much anymore, and is beginning to feel neglected - worse - invisible. a drone, whose time is done.
Bo runs his hands through his thinning brown hair… The 'buzz' is layoffs. He'll be first to go. He shudders in no cold at all, seen behind the glass octagons of this hive. It's warm inside. Outside, the cold is collecting filagree of etchings of lost hope. He will walk the snows barefoot, through those glass prisms of doorways to no where at all…
 There is no hunger, his beekeeping Dad once told him…as the hunger of a drone.

8/27/13

JULY AND AUGUST PASSED BY....

AND: all of my POEMS have been on Facebook...
I DO HEREBY PROMISE to Transfer Over the Best of Them onto these pages, as Archives...three months of Poetry Writing, and I finally feel like my CRAFT is at my fingertips....
MUCH Writing Done, Every Single Day: So, I AM READY!
for What, I am not sure...
here in upcountry, Rim Fire is Raging...truely RAGING....
My Health was so poor for the last three months, I was not sure I would survive...
But, I DID survive, and now am ready for the next Creative Challenges...Whatever Those May Be....
Hold On, Family and Friends of my Heart: The Ride will be Exciting, I'm hoping...but, of course, Bumpy and Freedom-Loving!!!
Let's Go!!!!!!!! Kat

6/30/13

JUNE PAST

Well, June past, with all my poems being put onto Facebook, due to problems with shortness of breath, dizziness, and the resolution of arthritic pain. I'll transfer them all over here at some point...ah, well...into July. I will write more here....in the meantime, I new speak almost entirely in poetry only: haiku, and lyrics. Bear with me. I intend to publish soon. really. if I don't cross over, first...Kat

5/9/13

DELTA SORTA WOMAN is inspired by my love of the Sacramento River Delta and of the Mississippi River Delta: May they thrive with LIFE forever!


I'm a Delta Sorta Woman
Got Delta in my blood
River keeps me churnin'
Through it's silty livin' muds
Gotta keep on singin'
Gotta live the Songs
Rivers meet the Oceans
Delta Life ain't Long
But Delta Livin's Wide, darlin'
Delta Livin's Fast
Days and Nights in Deltas
Baby:  Last, an' Last an' Last

5/8/13

WHITE WOMAN DOCENT is about beginning to be a Docent at Grinding Rock State Park, just fifteen minutes down the road from us...a good place, that The People themselves find conflicts of their lives within...there is never much rest in that remaining places of the Native Miwok, here in Upcountry....

WHITE WOMAN DOCENT

Upcountry is Home...
Live here with the Jays, tall Trees -
Whistle on this Wind...

Long before I'm here,
Folk were here grinding Acorn -
Left holes in black stones....

Elderberry here -
Make clappersticks click and clack!
Thud of woodearth Drum...

Death is here plenty -
Cold winter to each deep bone -
Spring clover revives...

Gather in these seeds -
Dig for bulbs, roots, earthy foods -
Pass on old ways - proud...

You have eyes unmet:
Your focus is far away -
It's as it should be...

Long ago, Gold came -
Long ago, miners came, too -
Took gold, earth, water...

Can't erase these scars -
Can't give back your life, old ways...
Can't breathe for your Dead...

Long after we leave,
Earth will not forget, forgive...
You will not forget...

Upcountry knew Life -
Knew no slaughter - knew good years -
You will not forgive...

Today, my fingers
Print out in words on paper -
Not onto black stone...

I prepare to tell
Your story of lives, of deaths -
Since you will not speak....

Forgive what I know -
Forget what I do not know...
Stories have their way:

Long after I'm gone
Long after even You leave:
Stories live Lives here!

Oak sings them - these Stones
Tell these stories without Fear...
Hope is here, is Here....



...

5/5/13

HOW I FEEL ABOUT MUSIC IN MY LIFE....A Vignette....



Woke Up late this morning, from a night of allergies and joint aches, but woke up happy, as usual, because MUSIC was going on in my home, as usual, being played by Den...a song came to my mind and heart and lips and I was humming and then singing...and it occured to me, as I wrote this comment to Billy, Tim, and Jeff, three of my Music Lads who I care for mightily, that I wanted to share this Thought about Music Folks and their psyches and how they make it through every day of their lives...here's what I wrote to them:
"...may I add: MUSIC is So Essential to how most of us describe our own selves to our own selves, that Our Music and Our Breathing have become synonyms for us. We cannot live, 'well', without Music, and won't, and will learn Music and hear Music and 'practice' Music, and rehearse Music, and share Music, and write Music, and perform Music, and even pray' Music, until Time takes Music away from us. That's just the Way It Is for most of us. Our 'Egos' ARE Music. Amenski."
so there you are...happy Cinco Day, California! Sing On and Play On and Radio On! Kat

5/4/13

A COLLECTION OF HAIKU all submitted onto Facebook was my Writing Work for April...they'll all appear here...need to organize their busy lives, so that they can live on these pages too....

April was Haiku
One after the other, yes
And all on Face Book...

I will post them soon...
There's no rush - they are woven
Into my deep dreams....

a COPY of Den's and My MUSIC BIO, for KQBM...where we now have our Radio Broadcast...DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN, on Fridays from 6-8PM PST LIVE STREAM on www.kqbm.org as part of the Wonderful KQBM 90.7 FM...Blue Mountain Community Radio, out of West Point, California....happy sighs.....


Dear Folks,
Two years ago the collaborations of Dennis McCue and Kat Everitt
brought about a combo that brought diversity to the open mike stage
of the San Francisco East Bay Community...
A combination of musical genres reflecting folk beginnings and
melodic new twists to pop songs.
Denny’s classical musical background began in brass instruments,
winning several awards, including the nationally recognized John
Philip Sousa Award; and then progressed to the musical stage, with
his performing in twenty theatrical productions. Leaving that behind,
he toured with his folk group through Europe and also another
European tour with the St. Charles Madrigal Singers.
In the Navy he was accepted into the Marine Corp. band, but instead
chose to tour with the Navy Bluejackets Choir doing concerts through
out the Midwest, while he served in the Naval Air Command.
The succeeding years found him playing in Bluegrass groups, and
studying at the Old Town School of Folk Music in Chicago on Guitar
and Banjo. While in Chicago, he studied under banjo master Michael
J. Miles; and performed with Pete Seeger in Chicago; as well as
singing the National Anthem in several ball parks, including the
Chicago Cubs Wrigley Field.
Kat Everitt comes from the same Classic back ground as well, and
performed lead rolls in the musical theater. She also conducted
several Irish and Alpine singing groups in the Bay Area, for about a
decade. Kat performed Solo Irish Music for over five years. She is a
valued back up singer to several performing groups in the Bay Area.
As a California Credentialed K/12 Multiple Subjects Teacher, Kat
also taught and directed Singing/Performing Groups for ages twelve
through eighteen for over a decade. She also has written scores of
Lyrics, twenty of which have be given their melody by Song Writers
in the Bay Area, and are performed regularly at venues in the Bay.
Both of us are very interested in Radio. Kat performed in radio for
years as a child, and loves the medium...Both of us are personable,
articulate, experienced performers, who would love to share all the
wonderful musical selections, artists, genres and performances we
have known and loved for so many years. In addition, we have a
wealth of Friends who are Performers, Singers and Musicians and
Song Writers, who would be willing and able to perform Live on any
‘Show’ we put into production. We would be happy to work with the
Local Performers of the Counties reached by KQBM, to have them
perform for our ‘Show’ frequently.
We intend to call our ‘Show’: DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN.
Our Production would be Americana Music, meaning songs and
instrumentals from the Old Timey Music genre; Fifties R and B
genre; through the Folk Period Revival of the Sixties; into the Blues
from the early decades through today; Country and Western;
Bluegrass; and more ‘folksy’ Jazz, such as Dixieland, even! The
Music is historical and American in orgin...we’d be commentating as
we went along throughout the Production. We anticipate the ‘Show’
to be at least a halfanhour
long, at least once a week, at a good
primetime
spot, if we could, as we believe there is a very large
audience of folks who would enjoy this music very much, in our
Mountain Communities. We would be happy to consider more time in
Production, if the Radio needed our Programming.
We are delighted to be a part of the Mountain Music Community and
the rich historical and musical heritage tradition around us. We hope
to be part of your Airwaves, as DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN, in
many positive and productive ways, all in service of Music!

The Simple History of my work as a School Teacher for twenty years...lives are old resumes much of the time...I'll post my Nursing One soon...that one's a Peach!....


PROFESSIONAL PROFILE:  Kathleen A. Everitt

2007 – September, 2012: WEST WIND ACADEMY, Berkeley, California – Full time; to Part-time, Spring, 2012
·         Credentialed Multiple Subject K-12 Teacher and Single Subject Health Credential: current through 2013; Dean of Students for two years: English and Literature and Social Studies Teacher for thirty Students ages four through eighteen in a State Registered Private School Setting: Developed and taught all Curriculums for all Grades according to tested California State Standards every year: averaged 85% and above for all students each year in the English CSS testing  - covering all required Curriculums for High School  Graduation standards for the State of California as well; School Cal-licensed RN
I initiated and taught the English/Literature/Social Studies Curriculum for West Wind Academy, which I taught fulltime until Spring of 2012, when I was down-sized to two days a week, due to economic down-turns by the West Wind Schools Systems.  At that time, I taught as the Social Studies Teacher for Grades 3 through 12; and the Advanced Composition Teacher for Grade 12 Students.
 I would like to move on to part-time Teaching, since I was laid off due to the Schools’ financial needs, in September of 2012, partly to allow time to develop my third career choice: Free-lance Writer and Lyricist. I would also enjoy job-sharing as a Teacher on any level of Kindergarten through 12th Grade, for two to three days a week. I’ve also been exploring options as an on-line Teacher and/or as a Tutor in my home or others homes, or on-line.
I have now moved to Pioneer, California, as of late October, 2012, to attempt to reduce expenses in a more rural area to live, and to attempt to semi-retire.
Refer to Mr. Christian Thompson, Principal, at 510-841-1426 or 510-601-1661, at West Wind Academy


1994 – 2007: ORINDA ACADEMY, Orinda, California – Full-time -
Credentialed Multiple-Subject K-12 Teacher/Single Subject Health Credential: English and Literature 7-8; Health 10; Geography 9; Contemporary Issues 10; Women’s Literature 10-12; Hiking PE 7-12; School RN; Chorus Productions 7-12; Assistant Drama Productions Coach 7-12; Advisor for up to twelve students each year;  original Curriculum Development approved by UC  Berkeley for Women’s Literature, Geography, Health, Chorus Production, and Contemporary Issues Courses; School RN, Cal-licensed
Left to assist Mr. Christian Thompson, Owner and Principle, in his founding of West Wind Academy, Berkeley, California
Refer to: Mr. Ron Graydon, Orinda Academy Director: 925-402-1117: Refer to my previous name: Kathleen Amann-Weitzer –


2001 – 2004: CALIFORNIA STATE UNIVERSITY HAYWARD, Hayward, California
 Completed Humanities BA Equivalent; and Teaching Credentialing Year, through the Department of Education; Student Teaching; Substitute Teaching 2002 through 2004 in Hayward Schools: Credentialed K-12 Teacher, current, State of California

Before 2001: Worked for twenty-five years full-time and sometimes part-time as a Registered Nurse in Illinois and in California. I still hold an active RN license in the State of California, renewed every two years.  I am also a California State Certified Public Health Nurse; I hold a BA in Public Health Services Administration from St. Mary’s College in Moraga, California.
My extensive resume for employment as a Registered and Certified Public Heath RN, is available on request, if needed. 

BROADCAST PROPOSAL for UPCOUNTRY ALMANAC...For Blue Mountain Community Radio...Spring, 2013....


PROPOSAL FROM KAT EVERITT:
“UPCOUNTRY ALMANAC”
Radio Broadcast for KQBM 90.7 FM/Blue Mountain Community Radio
Spring, 2013
UPCOUNTRY ALMANAC intends to fill the Purpose of INCLUSION: drawing all Community Members of the Upper Hills Country of the Counties of Calaveras, Amador, and Tuolumne Counties, most specifically, into a friendly Network of Men, Women, and Children exploring Upcountry Life.
 The Broadcast will cover such subjects as: Community concerns, enjoyments, stories, nutrition solutions, cultural traditions, lifestyles, events, recreation, seasonal wonders, services, and personalities dear to the hearts of the unique Communities within the Broadcast Reach of Blue Mountain Community Radio.
As host, I would divide this one hour-or-two broadcast into four segments:
#1: My PERSONALLY SPEAKING commentary and bits of story and music on current issues, events, concerns, recreations, seasonal observations, and other interests of being a Woman in the Upcountry of the Foothills, in the present – delivered in some prose, poetry, lyrical verse, and conversational  style, with some folkloric focus, from my more country/small town background interests and experiences over the years
#2: A pre-planned – sometimes even pre-recorded - COMMUNITY INTERVIEW:  a fifteen minute or more Interview with a Community Member about their Work in our Communities, their personal and ethnic approach to the Community Issues their work and perspectives address; and connecting information and resources. I intend to include Community Members who are well-known in a civic, social-justice, social services, health community services, and/or geopolitical services, all the way to Men, Women, and Children who have no formal credentials for speaking to and for their Communities, but who have much to speak about in witness to the past, present, and future projections and traditions of their Communities…
This is not proposed as a segment to exercise Political or Religious Views, Beliefs, Endorsements, or Positions . These Interviews would be crafted as an Introduction of the Wider Community to the ethnic, social services, personal, and constructive Personalities of our Foothills Demographics.
#3:  Pre-planned, often Community Based, RECIPES  FOR LIFE: PUTTING THINGS BY: A cheerful Recipe Sharing from my own Book: Putting Things By: regarding preserving harvests and cooking simple, nutritious foods and meals; with Community Guests (Cooks, Cookbook Writers, Ethnic Cooking Specialists (i.e., Native American;  Italian; Cajun; etc.) and Community Garden’s Gardeners, sharing their experiences, Recipes, and Cooking /Preserving  Strategies…
And,
#4:  STORY TELLERS TIME:  Oral tradition: Reading s of Short Stories, Serial Stories (continued over time); Poetry; and Children’s Literature: I, or Guest Story Tellers from the Community: reading aloud these Printed Recreational (again, not Political, Religious, Biased, or Prejudicial Written  Matter): to encourage Oral Reading Skills, Listening Skills, and the encouragement of Local Story Tellers in their Craft – especially for those for whom the Oral Tradition is a Cultural Value as well – for example, our Native American Bands and Extended Communities in the Foothills….
I would intend this Broadcast to cover an HOUR up to Two Hours, if the Board thought it would be useful, of Live Stream and Live Studio/on-the-dial time. At this time, I would appreciate input as to what Time Slot would be most appropriate… and also, as to What Day of the Week would be best. I am not available on Saturdays and Sundays for Broadcasting, at this time.
I intend to have a Show Theme Song, and Music changes in the theme for each of the other three segments of the Broadcast. Den Mc Cue has agreed to assist me in the Studio with theme songs changes, mic work with guest Interviewees, Speakers, and Story Tellers, and with other Technical matters, to facilitate fluid transitions.
My Credentials for hosting this Broadcast are:
I am a reasonably healthy Community Elder with a rich and varied background in Social Services, in Rural and in Urban and in Small Town Family Life:
I am the Mother of Three; Step mother of Three, Gramma of Eleven,  Step-Gramma of Eight; and Great Gramma of Three.
I’m a California Licensed Registered Nurse, with active service for over forty years; and am a California certificated Public Health Nurse.
I’m a California K/12 Credentialed Multiple Subjects Teacher, for twenty years.
I’m a published Lyrics Writer; and a Creative Writer of Poetry primarily (I’ll be Reading two of my Poems at the Sacramento Poetry Center Benefit this June 1st); with an active Writing Blog (http://kathyanneriverperson.blogspot.com/) of over four hundred Written Works.
I have worked creatively with other ethnically diverse Communities in the past: I would be happy to discuss my non-fiction writing and community connections to Peoples with diverse Cultural and Ethnic Traditions and Lives. I also have a rich Connection to younger people though Facebook and other social networks, with around fifty plus Former Students who have remained Friends with me since their graduations from high school. for decades.
I have over fifty years of experience as a Solo and Back-up-Harmonies Singer, still actively performing; and around a decade’s experience as a Dancer. I have a rich network of friends among the Performing Communities of the Bay Area, and am forming these Connections here in Upcountry. I am co-host with Den McCue for the KQBM Broadcast, DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN, promoting and commenting on Americana Music and Performers, both Local, and from the greater Community Base of the Valley and the Bay Area, in our Live Stream capacity.
I have a great interest, over decades, in Local History and Cultural Geography: my BA is in Public Health Administration; with a Second BA Equivalent in Cultural Geography from Cal State Hayward. I am presently working with the Amador County Historic Society, interviewing /recording Oral Histories for the Upcountry Community of Eastern Amador County. I am also beginning work as a Docent at Grinding Rock State Park. I am also just beginning to explore a two hour/two days a week Tutoring position at Pine Grove Community Center, as a Volunteer.
I am a good cook, with an avid interest, having had a Farm in my past, in Preserving of Foods, and in Cajun Cooking (my father was a ‘Quarter-Cajun’), and love sharing Food Preparation information.
I am a personable Story Teller/Reader and a competent Interviewer, and enjoy both skills very much.
As I am already a Broadcaster on KQBM, I am aware that my proposal may not be accepted for me to be able to broadcast this Show, but also, that it may fit a niche somewhere in the Programming , very well. If I don’t meet the station’s needs at this time, I’m hoping the Board will keep the IDEAS presented here, in a fresh place in your minds. Any one of these ‘Segments’ I presented, might make for a viable and useful Community Broadcast, for other Broadcasters to consider producing.
Thanks for the many considerations always shown me by this Board of this Fine Blue Mountain Community Radio Station!
Respectfully Submitted,
Kat Everitt

3/26/13

UNDER THE SNOW is about Spring trying to happen, while new snows and rains beat the petals down again....loss of trust in a new friend...put away the judge and jury: there is no fault here...only difference....pushing through the snow, spring begins again....

UNDER THE SNOW

under snow cover
flowers are waiting for Spring
which comes, goes, again

loss is in the air
warmth too, and rain, and more snow -
upcountry told-tales

new friends do not like
my clothes, my hair, my old face -
put on makeup, spring!

am who I am now
under the snow the flower...
above...only white

I do not weep now
all loss is in the raking
pine needles, kindling

we hold on so tight
Hansel and Gretel - both lost -
drop breadcrumbs on snow

we will make  it home
we will bloom, somehow, again
we come from strong roots

death is always here
in and under these snows, cold
still, sun is warming

rise like first stem, leaves
out of these cold soils of spring
rise into new life

there is glory here
being alive, after pain
through pain...one more time

3/19/13

MIWOK ON DAFFODIL HILL is a tribute to an old couple - very obviously Miwok of this Upcountry...come up to see the Daffodils blooming on this land of their Ancestors...as the Land moves into Spring....

MIWOK ON DAFFODIL HILL

Old Miwok Woman Old Miwok Man
Climb the Hill of Daffodils where once The People roamed
Among the Oaks for acorns Where one Time
They called this Land their Home

Small and brown and tough like acorns
Round and black, deep eyes - and smiles
The Daffodils smile back at them
They recognize their wit and guile

Deer bow sweet in memory
Daffodils bow sweet as well and even Wind
Bows to their formal path among
These Flowers - All are Kin

This Miwok Woman Miwok Man
Are of the Earth as I can't be - I am so new
To these Mountains I am not capable at all
While they are Mountain through and through

I know they are not Noble Folk
But they are Noble all the same and True
To Daffodil and Apple Bloom and
All that is this Spring Anew


3/16/13

WHEN A FULL MOON is a lyrics to speak to the love we hold for folks in our lives who felt "just right" at the time...and then they left...or died...like Den's Dixie, or my Alex...'gone' in some ways - but never, ever forgotten....

 WHEN A FULL MOON

Need you when a Full Moon
Full Moon fills this sky
Where you should be eternally
I will be, by and by
I should be, by and by

And you ain't got my soul entire
But almost got it full
My heart sure holds you most of all -
It always will
It always will

Need Love when a Full Moon
Remember yours the best
Sleep with deep affection now
But not the 'best' - you were the 'best'
Can't sleep without the 'best'

And you are in my thoughts entire
When ever moons are full
My memories are full of you
They always will be -
Always will

Need you when a Full Moon
Full Moon fills the sky
Where Love lives on foreverly
I will love, by and by
I must love, by and by

3/14/13

BABY, DID YOU EVER WONDER is my first lyrics, about Den's and my Radio Beginnings... for the Radio Show, Down From The Mountain, goin' on streamin' from www.kqbm.org, Blue Mountain Radio, West Point, California, Community Radio at 97.1 FM! I've been hummin' the original to this song all week!!!! Glory!!!!

BABY, DID YOU EVER WONDER


Baby, did you ever wonder
That's the song the Radio did play
Whatever became of me, my Baby
Living on this Air so far away

Did you get tired of waitin' for this Gypsy
That I've become who just ain't satisfied
You could'of  been a husband or a lover
I could'of been a lover or your bride

But I ain't tired of packin' and unpackin'
Like the song say: up and down the dial
An' when we play our Music on the Radio
I'll think of you and your amazin' smile

Baby, did you ever wonder
Wonder, whatever became of me
I'm gonna be there on Blue Mountain Radio
An' you can hear about how I am free
Yeah, you can hear me sing of bein' free
Well surely, I will sing 'bout bein' free

3/7/13

UPCOUNTRY SONG is about where we love and live now...and wants to reflect that in the mirror of its many lakes....

UPCOUNTRY SONG

Been livin' this life here
Up-country Life, here
Been singin' these New Songs
Been feelin' some Joy

Been wanderin' Homeward
To where I ain't been before
A Bewildered Woman
Just wanderin' Home

Been wonderin' why Luck
Is speakin' with me now
Is hangin' in my house
Just havin' some tea with me

It just don't make sense now
That Life is near over
That Luck should be so great
As to be favorin' me

Been livin' this life here
Up-country on cold days
Just wishin' for heatin'
That wouldn't cost gold

But wanderin' Outside
To where Beauty lives now
I find it is priceless
To live in this Home

Up-country is mountain
A third of the way up
To where Alpine trees bend
In mighty great Winds

I've lived near the Oceans and
Rivers and Bays now
Still this is the best of
Where Wonderful's been

So Lovely is kind here
And Passion is huge here
For all is Intense in this
Upcountry World

We're livin' so happy
We can't even think right
For feelin' comes first here
Our hopes are unfurled

Repeat First Verse


3/3/13

CELTIC PINS HOLD CLOAKS SHUT is a first effort to use the Haikus with the photos from FB....hope the Magic comes through a bit.....


Microscopic photo of snowflake. For some reason we like this quite a lot here at FrostWire ;)
Microscopic photo of snowflake. For some reason we like this quite a lot here at FrostWire ;)

  • We pinned these on us
    Cloaks of Silver - Cloaks of Green -
    We were Magic, Then....
    We wore Stars and Suns
    On our cloaks in Times gone by -
    Once, we were Magic
    Aurora, Moon and Stars

    Photo was taken on February 14, 2013 using an Olympus E-M5.

    Copy Credit : Norseman1968

3/1/13

OLD SEA WOMAN IS ILL is a metaphor for how I feel when I am not well....as I am not, today....

OLD SEA WOMAN IS ILL

He comes for Conversation -
To comfort in my time of Illness...
I welcome him with older hands...
Brown marks of wrinkled elder beauty -
Birth marks long gone into the tide-worn
Skin of a different Body - a different Waters

Give me Jelly Fish and Sea Horses to ride
Give me Harbor Seals and memories of
Life beneath the Waves of Time
Pelicans on the Wind: I want the Sea!
This Land Business is making
Weakness out of Me

Used to ride these Waves of Salt and Mer -
Used to swim for a mile without complain
Now I cannot walk this room with Breath
Everything of Water is leaving me
The Canoe danced across the Water
I was Mistress of its every Waltz

Now I am Older than I should be possible
Now I have less Courage, Faith -
Only Hope stays in me like a Demented Bird
Scolding Me - a Parrot losing Plumes -
Old Feathers falling to a Floor of my own
Lost and Damaged Dreams

Fly more like a Sea Bird, Silly Harbinger!
Swim as a Sea Lion swims - all glide and distance!
Breathe in the Waters if you must!
All Rivers run and run and run to some Sea
Of their own Imagined Nations of  Treasures -
Somewhere, they will find Them....

My hands dry as old berries smooth his Face -
It's good to touch salt tears and know they are
For me and for what I was once when young:
A Dolphin - not a Thing of Earth - but of the
Sea that gave me Birth - yes, of This Sea -
That breathed my Birth....


2/28/13

GREEN MAN AND MOUNTAIN OSTRICH is about Magic and Spring here in Up-Country, where Spring and Magic mean exactly the same physicality...Green Man, of course, is Real.

GREEN MAN AND MOUNTAIN OSTRICH

Green Man met Ostrich
Mountain Ostrich smiled vaguely
They had met before

Where have you been now?
Where are you going now, Man?
This be my hood, Man....

I be goin' down -
Mountain Men are few and far
Follow my own Star...

Mountain Ostrich laughs:
You been just up-country, Man!
They all Pagans there!

They follow you Home
They follow most every where
You be goin' down...

Green Man Laugh Big, Long!
You be funny, Foothill Bird!
Far from your own home!

Don't you miss Desert?
Don't you yearn for hot sweet nights
Down under somewheres?

Mountain Ostrich grins
Here they feed me plenty, Man!
Here I be Some Bird!

Just like you I Live
Here where Spring needs you, needs me -
Needs to have Magic!

You and Me : Magic!
Don't belong most any wheres -
Be in Modern Time -

Don't believe in You -
Don't believe in Me - not much!
We be Ghosts of Pasts...

Green Man laughs and laughs!
You be so right, Mountain Bird!
Ostrich and Green Man!

Here, up-country sings
Songs of old Superstitions -
Of the Mountain Folk...

Only They see Us -
We bring Spring, Magic for Them -
They can See Us True...

Mountain Ostrich sighs
Bring it on now, Mighty Man
Bring on Pagan Spring!

Now Daffodils bloom -
Yellow is their magic song -
Green Man sings along....

2/27/13

WARM SUN DAY is a special day we spent out-of-doors driving around Calaveras County in the False But Believable Promise of Spring To Come.....

WARM SUN DAY

Where all these towns breathe
In and out and in and out -
Rattlesnakes sun, too...

We are so alive
We miss the Daffodil's death
Into its Bulb Heart

Preoccupied now
With Life and Death and Illness
I Console, Console

Compassion: hot red
Scarves of heat waves flow past me
Into Deep Blue Pools

Ghost Towns of Greed Past
Miwok Wilderness of Dust
No Miwok would build

Managing This Land
Was not the same as Neglect
They knew each Tree, Seed....

Spring is slow comin'
Here in Up Country,  Cold Hums
Songs of Prevalence....

Apple Trees in bloom -
Too early, Woodpecker cracks:
They will all Fall Down

Stones Grow out of Dirt
This you can see here, and huge:
Granites, Others: Old

Oak Woodlands now bare
Of either Leaf or Acorn
Wait Simply for Spring

Cold in shade - Warm Sun
Reddened unaccustomed skins -
Put us to deep sleep

Here we will wait, lone -
Snowflakes will fall again, yes -
Blizzards hail This Spring....