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Friday, October 13, 2017

Book Covers I love

Blue book splines
Jean Paul Grenwalt's company  Book Arts

http://bookarts.us/AboutUs.html



Canadian BOOK binders
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JOHN PAUL GREENAWALT

Sunday, October 8, 2017

House Of Stone


House of Stone Poem
Arroyo toad snuck in nights.
Amphibian trying for days.
Art in screen porch orchids
at home late scurry freezes 
a kit fox back for chickens?
another prowler in stables?
automatic mass weapons?
abandoned  house of stones
accept still scorpion hides
all ur envy green is whites
As from tower waterfalls
and fear runs no oceans.
I'm not afraid of bears.
Lord wash all my sins.
Alzheimer memories 
all toads in rat traps.



Notes about today's poem
Arroyo toads are endangered but there's a number of them on the ranch.
January's rain conjured their ancient eggs. They were active in spring,
our days are warm but they know it's fall. Nights grow longer, and
evening starts at 6:50 in town but 6:20 here as the mountain blocks the southern
sky. The toads hunt for a place to stay for the winter. In the summer one got caught
in a rat trap, daughter nursed his bum leg. Funny to care for all types of creatures
you will think.These toads are toxic to humans and animals, can cause death by touch.
He healed and released, haven't seen him since August; but a couple
of his girlfriends hop in the greenhouse/ screened porch at night.
Like you I saw the suffering in Vegas, my work organized a thank you
note program for first responders. If interested contact me. Thousands of people,
as Mr. Rogers might say if here, the helpers, saved lives need us to risk picking them up and
healing the poison.
Images are from my last trip to Iceland.
Much love and don't be afraid of the bump in the house.
A madman a terrorist checks into a hotel with a golf bag
of ammo and we mourn his mean acts.
I wont be stopped.
All rights reserved copyright  ©  Caroline Gerardo October 7 2017








Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Steam

Life flux trembles 
Name him madman
Label doesn't heal
Time doesn't heal
Steam burns then disappears

Evil conjure symbols
Call her witch
Label doesn't heal
Time doesn't heal
Steam rises to disappear

Crush ancient vessels
Dance upon shards
Time doesn't heal
Steam disappears.
Stirs energy.






Caroline Gerardo Steam Poem copyright  © October 2, 2017, photographs of geothermals in Iceland and all rights reserved. Reference to Las Vegas Sunday

Monday, October 2, 2017

Battle Born

Battle Born

Nevada Flag

Sorrowful
For
Your
Loss

Please
say rosary
for
Katrina
tonight

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Jet Stream Poem


Jet Stream Poem



Nature tracks historic direction
A breeze balances temperature 

Protest is an unalienable right
Censorship leads dictatorship

Newton defined the law
Acceleration to a Nation

Plug waterfall with desire
Cease speak mouth-piece

Pretend forces wind whip
Crow fly atmosphere night

Player take knee for injured
Concussion sparks a hot air














Caroline Gerardo  ©  copyright September 28 2017  all rights image and poetry reserved