tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72313286898700560392024-02-21T02:49:14.062-05:00SMALL ILLUMINATIONSPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-29711848479851280942010-12-20T15:38:00.002-05:002010-12-20T15:46:55.322-05:00Christmas 2010spirit of giving <br />enter my heart right now<br />my hands are openPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-51429962908766203992009-06-07T19:30:00.001-04:002009-06-07T19:30:56.093-04:00Reliefthe heat of the sun<br />warms the inside of my bones<br />glorious reliefPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-45102476298326364202009-04-08T11:44:00.002-04:002009-04-08T11:52:37.748-04:00Moonlit Decisionsyour quiet heat sparks<br />an array of decisions<br />on the wall, moonlightPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-60162801456929823062009-02-14T15:52:00.002-05:002009-06-23T12:02:41.454-04:00Compassionto give what we have <br />to all who might need today <br />what more is this life? <br /><br />hanshen says 'strive hard' <br />to find the compassion place <br />there the lotus blooms <br /><br />we wait in moonlight <br />two pieces of one small part <br />of the cool nights air <br /><br />knowing and searching <br />somewhere in the secret mines <br />that diamonds are foundPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-28799946256875019762009-02-11T02:21:00.005-05:002009-02-11T03:02:07.353-05:00For President Obamamarching one by one <br />found dignity and sweet grace <br />envisioning peace <br /><br />here, we start anew <br />that ancient bell swinging free <br />our biggest nightmare <br /><br />we gather arms, now <br />foes lined in an endless row <br />a perilous fight <br /><br />and from no merit <br />here comes our biggest surprise <br />a small cup of hopePaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-53298421119963426012009-02-11T02:18:00.001-05:002009-02-11T02:20:57.863-05:00Fantasieshidden fantasies <br />echo around these soft mounds<br />a rosebud opensPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-21703152654804738552008-12-26T18:09:00.001-05:002008-12-26T18:12:53.103-05:00No Gifts This New Yearno gifts this new year<br />to lay at your newborn feet<br />just ourselves, bloodyPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-50196212903323440012008-12-26T18:02:00.003-05:002008-12-26T18:09:02.172-05:00Emptystruggling with this pain<br />deep inside my sorrow's gate<br />the lamb comes, emptyPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-67366656880514152532008-12-26T17:54:00.001-05:002008-12-26T17:56:11.470-05:00Gazingmy heart is out there<br />hanging red in the cold snow<br />gazing, such silencePaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-90839355709306782792008-12-09T19:08:00.003-05:002008-12-26T17:56:53.721-05:00Winter Comeswinter comes to us<br />folded in a mild white snow<br />chimney's smoking greyPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-6599789434299644122008-10-10T17:22:00.006-04:002009-02-11T03:04:31.722-05:00Powerlessclouds pass easily<br />sure of their place in the world<br />why do we fret so?<br /><br />not content to just<br />sit by and wait for the moon<br />and it's instructions<br /><br />it is our longing<br />that divides each new daylight<br />and tortures our souls<br /><br />oh, sweet upheaval<br />freedom lost to the swirling air<br />while mankind stutters<br /><br />banks down in red flames<br />toast my flying toes, bullets<br />whir past my white wings<br /><br />babies are dying<br />as the planet cracks, water<br />swelling up our shores<br /><br />as idiots mess <br />with power and assumption<br />to mend our smallness<br /><br />not of this present<br />I fly and dip and watch and<br />record my story<br /><br />of mankind and earth<br />and the woe of her peoples<br />powerless to help<br /><br />in the black trenches<br />of our madness and deceits<br />I sail so fiercely<br /><br />used by some God<br />that I do not understand<br />to do this small task<br /><br />can I accept this<br />measure of my life and times<br />today, the answer?Paul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-26484809132095142172008-09-19T02:11:00.004-04:002008-09-19T02:38:56.446-04:00This Dead Seaall moonlit sorrow<br />reflected back this black night-<br />disappearing clouds<br /><br />gone to the dead sea<br />heaving with all that's undone<br />little wisps of lightPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-48694444162553428552008-08-12T23:32:00.002-04:002008-08-12T23:38:45.757-04:00Bridge for Rumito touch the silence<br />and comprehend your beauty<br />I come with no wordsPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-75725439943534163892008-08-12T23:30:00.000-04:002008-08-12T23:31:51.528-04:00Miraculousmiraculous clouds<br />bend to my whim and fancy<br />look, an angel soarsPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-86605491203730957422008-05-17T02:50:00.001-04:002008-05-17T02:52:47.234-04:00Black Nighteerily silent<br />black night looming before me<br />a coyote howlPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-80957275083305600512008-05-16T14:08:00.001-04:002008-05-16T14:10:18.279-04:00Drythe chatter of birds<br />a cigarette, strong coffee<br />no amusing wordsPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-28745213263891870722008-05-15T15:44:00.004-04:002008-05-15T15:54:50.345-04:00Embrace for Yvonne Lucero-Johndear Guadalupe<br />let your roses guide our hearts<br />and embrace our thoughtsPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-83542022684639766132008-05-15T14:59:00.002-04:002008-05-15T15:02:43.274-04:00Lamb and Lionquiet enemy<br />fall into these arms of joy<br />lamb and lion singingPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-54384454366877889302008-05-14T17:15:00.006-04:002008-05-15T15:27:01.703-04:00Some Here for Tom 'n Theresefanciful visions<br />grace your house in the desert<br />some here, some out therePaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-43949547377937428732008-05-14T17:09:00.005-04:002008-05-15T15:28:09.911-04:00Missing Yougrey clouds descending<br />this chill my sweet companion<br />as I think of youPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-72081742295418455672008-05-14T17:03:00.004-04:002008-05-15T15:11:47.393-04:00Some Other Springtimeyou, dying flower<br />shall we speak of destiny<br />some other springtime?Paul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-14165869934284686462008-05-03T15:58:00.006-04:002009-02-11T03:06:44.887-05:00For Peter and TomI have a real man<br />that makes me laugh in his arms<br />and cry on his chest<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that engulfs me in his smell<br />and makes my world safe<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that makes my aches go away<br />and ends the long search<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that gives me what my father<br />choose not to give<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that makes a little boy swoon<br />at sight, at first sight<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that lays in my bed at night<br />and waits for my touch<br /><br />I have a real man<br />that shares his perfect dreams<br />across my small brow<br /><br />I have a real man<br />sent by a stream of angels<br />to persuade me on<br /><br />I have a real man<br />who carefully holds this soul<br />my hidden jewel<br /><br />I have a real man<br />who shows me what love does<br />when I don't know how<br /><br />I have a real man<br />given to me secretly<br />a gift for some timePaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-49241554056655630772008-05-03T15:53:00.001-04:002008-05-03T15:54:49.937-04:00Another Momentanother moment<br />to be exactly myself - <br />watching the world spinPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-24157849171934570152008-04-23T14:41:00.002-04:002008-12-08T17:31:11.174-05:00Angelus Novus by Paul Klee<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSaX4PQsEPrvjTy2GC6fcMa-MG70kFZhbzzsuiYvtEl-71tVlGBNbJA2SI_OGo6Np_p15vB4td4S4Jm83L-bL6ZBWxkgj9qdKIKiBGK60S2oi5xAH0Ty1tQAyF_Kd5cXx4l9ECyKsLnFY/s1600-h/angelus_novus.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSaX4PQsEPrvjTy2GC6fcMa-MG70kFZhbzzsuiYvtEl-71tVlGBNbJA2SI_OGo6Np_p15vB4td4S4Jm83L-bL6ZBWxkgj9qdKIKiBGK60S2oi5xAH0Ty1tQAyF_Kd5cXx4l9ECyKsLnFY/s320/angelus_novus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192512805712698738" /></a>Paul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7231328689870056039.post-15642646663934938442008-04-22T14:54:00.007-04:002008-04-23T14:34:41.185-04:00Homage to Kleedare us to look back<br />to the full music of your<br />intersecting lines<br /><br />rare colors of orbs<br />and squares and music and hearts<br />abstracting your life<br /><br />haunting melodies<br />enchanting the eye, the eyes<br />killing eyes, your eyes<br /><br />watching the horror<br />grow, a rare cancerous plant<br />invading your spheres<br /><br />stamping your nature<br />with hate and persecution-<br />illumination<br /><br />angels descending <br />through an ancient black doorway<br />mark territory<br /><br />in your universe<br />as you watch your big brushwork<br />return a new song<br /><br />somewhat unearthly<br />limbs disconnected and far-<br />where your spirit reignsPaul D. Ellithorpehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07500440095147647910noreply@blogger.com0