Saturday, July 31, 2010

You Already Know This

It's more easily said than done,
but sometimes you've just got to 

Bake some bread.
Knit a scarf.
Go to a movie you've been wanting to see.
Have a cup of something wonderful with a friend.
Make love.
Get a massage.
Browse your favorite store.
Read a great book cover to cover.

Give yourself a break.

You deserve a break today.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Rialto

to see other Haiku My Heart posts,
click HERE.

Haiku: From Across the Canal

tourists pause as night
settles over Rialto
reflections dazzle

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Verification Words

Don't you just love those "verification" words,
the key that opens the door for comment posts?

The other day, I got a wonderful made-up word.


I think that's what you are when you're wounded
or inexperienced or worried about how you look,
but you're easing your way
toward intimacy with someone new
ever so slowly.  .  .

with eyes averted when the whole process
gets a little too intense
or the fear rises up like a bulimic episode.
Gently sliding toward connection.

So full of hope, but a bundle of nerves.
Wanting to get close, but holding yourself back
just a little.


Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Fascination with Haiku

I'll give you a haiku-less post tomorrow
but for today, another one.

stone tears coalesce
cling somehow to an eyelid
sorrow  spilling out 

Tuesday, July 27, 2010


Forgive me.
I'm perseverating.
Stuck for now on haiku.


So ephemeral.
Explode like vivid fireworks
but gone the next day.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Another Haiku

dear luna, you hang
so close in the inky sky

can I caress you? 

(Sorry, the photo's a little grainy. I hadn't bought a tripod
when I took this, so the ISO was set really high.)

Friday, July 23, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Sunflower

her heavy head droops
as she realizes she 
is doomed to die

cut off from the source
she cannot worship the sun
destiny foiled

For more Haiku My Heart participants,
click HERE.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Kat the Shadowstalker

My bloglandia friend
Kathleen "Kat" Mortensen
has published a new book of poems

I am honored to be able to help introduce Kat
and her poetry to those of you
who haven't made her acquaintance thus far.

So you can get to know her,
I posed some questions to her.
Here's the resulting dialogue.

M: What places sing loudest to your heart?

KAT: That's actually a very easy question.

Close to home, my backyard which is filled with daily visitors on foot and wing is a constant source of fulfillment and joy to me.  It has been the wellspring of creativity in many instances.

Away from home, I am connected by an invisible thread to a few places in the world.  I am palpably moved by any image or film of the countries in the United Kingdom, most strongly by Ireland and Northern Ireland, the home of my father and his ancestors, with its vast green landscape, rolling hills and proximity to the sea.

I have been to England, Scotland and Ireland and felt at home in each of those fine countries. The people are so generous and friendly and know how to enjoy themselves.

In my own country, a piece of my heart resides in the landscape of my mother's homeland, Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia.  My memories of summers spent on the Bras d'Or lakes are a repetition of flickering film that I call upon at will.

M: How do the words come and how do you capture them?

KAT: I rarely summon up the words.  The words materialize in my mind and I construct them into something that represents my imagination.  I don't often have a plan when writing poetry.  I usually wake up in the morning, go about what I have to do and, to coin a phrase, a "light bulb" goes off over my head.  Sometimes I choose to dim it and let it rest for a while. Other times, I get right to work under its brilliant glow and put pen to paper.

I'm not much of an editor, if I'm honest.  Mind you, I tend to work at lines in an immediate fashion, so that they meet my standards from the offset.  It's not that I think I'm clever enough to not warrant editing, it's just that I'm such a perfectionist to begin with that the first draft is usually nit-picked to death anyway.

M. How does the writing heal your broken places?

KAT: Like most of us, I've had "broken places" all my life.  I didn't have the greatest luck with relationships as a teen or young adult and I find it rather fun to revisit them and say what I was really thinking or expose how it all went. It is a most satisfying form of non-violent revenge.

On a more serious note, my family lived through the horrors of an accident that left my dad with brain-damage that changed him  forever, and then he developed Parkinson's disease and dementia over the last 10 years.  The advent of his death proved to be a period that was well-served by my poetry.  The outlet of poetry while he was ill and I watched his demise, and even after his death, has been my way of coping.

I think no matter what, I try to keep an element of humour in most of my poems. That's just the sort of person I am.


 p.s. If you want to order Kat's book,
there's a link on her blog.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Guilty Pleasures

We all have them, even if we don't admit it.

Here's my list.
1. watching the Bachelorette and fantasizing about having man choices (at my age, that is pure fantasy)
2. being so enthralled with a book that I read all night
no matter how I'll feel the next day

3. taking photographs just because

4. having a drawer full of "Republic of Tea" flavored teas
and a lovely thin porcelain mug from Harrod's
 to hold my brew-of-the-day.

5. kissing little Logan in the crease of his neck
 and making him giggle
6. the plum-colored lacy bra and panties
 that nobody other than me will ever see
7. cashmere sweaters against my skin
8. going to movies in the middle of the afternoon
 when nobody's there and you feel as if
 they're doing a special screening, just for you.

9. reading my favorite blogs
10. fresh, handmade caramels
from a local store

11. golden raspberries eaten while standing at the vines

12. buying myself fresh cut flowers since no one else does

13. hummus and flavorful crisp crackers
14.  a monthly massage
15. believing, despite the lack of evidence, that someday I'll again love and be loved.

Okay, I've told you mine. What are yours?

Friday, July 16, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Rock On

I know this isn't traditional haiku
in any way, shape or form
(except for syllable count).
But I'm stressed today
with my organizer Amber here
to work in the garage,
wonderful efficient Amber
who needed much more help
than I had time to give
what with company coming
for a party on Sunday afternoon.

So here it is.
In your face. 
Non-traditional haiku.

If I were a song
I'd be noisy rock n roll 
18 til I Die.

For more Haikus,
Join Rebecca for Haiku My Heart Friday.
The others will be more to your liking, I'm sure.

And if you want to hear Bryan Adams
sing the original 18 Til I Die, click HERE.

And if by chance
you're interested in photo memes,

Thursday, July 15, 2010

A View of Italy (Close Up)

I'm in a place of quietude,
appreciating the sacred in my ordinary day.
So I'll let this slide show without words
that I put together do my talking for me.

Hope you don't mind.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Photography as Self-Expression

Photography is a form of expression
 that reveals not only who were are, 
but how the world appears through our eyes. 
There is some risk to this, but more importantly, 
there is that possibility that
 our revelation will touch another, 
heal some brokenness, 
lead us back to our wholeness. 
– Jan Phillips, God is at Eye Level

"Gray Sky behind Santa Maria Maggiore" © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Poem on a Wall

such surprise these words
inspired, catching me off guard
poem on a wall

(as I told Bonnie, saw this "Wall Poem" 
in English near the French school in Rome).

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Bad Photos Repurposed

Oh my gosh!
I found a use for really bad photos.

You know what I mean.
The ones that are out of focus
or not well composed.

The ones that you should have thrown out,
but didn't.

Turns out you can do this. . . .

"Indigo, Sage and Mustard Mandala" © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian

with just a couple of clicks of a mouse
using Corel Paint Shop Pro. 

This lousy shot

becomes this:

"Egyptian Mandala" © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian

Who knew?

(And on another note, far more brilliant,
please don't miss Rebecca's post
Her words will ripple out around you
like rings in a pond after the stone
has pierced the surface, just as her words
will pierce your heart and nestle inside.)

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Photographic Challenges

I learned Sunday night
that making great photographs

during a fireworks show
is much harder than it looks.

I threw out WAY more than I kept
and I probably kept too many.

And some of the ones I kept
are ones that Gavin took

photo © 2010 Gavin Kremian

after I turned the camera over to him
for a little go round.

photo © 2010 Gavin Kremian

Do fireworks displays still hold for you
all the magic they held in for you in childhood?

Friday, July 2, 2010

Haiku My Heart: Evening

Rialto Evening © 2010 Meri Arnett-Kremian. All rights reserved

evening comes bringing
soft light, blue and amethyst
tears fall unbidden

Join Rebecca and friends at 
Haiku My Heart Friday

Thursday, July 1, 2010

A Little Presentation

I put together a little presentation
to showcase some of my favorite
photographs  from Venice.
I wanted to post it just to my blog,
but experienced technical difficulties.

So I posted it to You-Tube.
I hope you like it.

It's put together using royalty-free music
and Photodex's ProShop Producer.