Sunday, May 31, 2015

XII.


“It was night, and the rain fell; and, falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood. And I stood in the morass among the tall lilies, and the rain fell upon my head — and the lilies sighed one unto the other in the solemnity of their desolation."


“The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.”

Quotes by Edgar Allen Poe

Friday, May 29, 2015

XI.

FIREFLIES 
(Rainy Day Lovers)

by Denise Goodwin©, 2015


A fine mist greets us at the garden gate;

the gate of wrought iron lace.

And from the Heavens you'll receive a sweet

pulsing kiss of saline from the ocean's breeze;

endeavoring to rise and faithfully bow at your feet.

The incessant rain is an eternal royal procession,

a royal minstrel of liquid feet.

And in this great land of Never,

fog surrounds the shore, twice kissed. 

 A fine filigree of gauzy mist,

gives no relief,  not once, not ever.

The clouds do not envy the sun,

for they've nothing to compare.

They loose their arrows on lords and ladies,

and let them tumble down from the air.

Yet, so sweet is the love of a rainy day;

it needs no petticoat or costume.

The bees do not stop making honey,

nor do the flowers fail to blossom.


The lady bug gives naught a shrug

from under her umbrella of leaves.

They all rise to spy from vines,

into the windows of lovers true;

Boring their eyes to admire the fireflies; 

naked, in a secret rendezvous, 

they fall and rise, 

through thin curtains of blue.


Tuesday, May 26, 2015

X.



"Every storm blows in on a scent, or leaves one behind. The metallic zing that can fill the air before a summer thunderstorm is from ozone, a molecule formed from the interaction of electrical discharges—in this case from lightning—with oxygen molecules. Likewise, the familiar, musty odor that rises from streets and storm ponds during a deluge comes from a compound called geosmin. A byproduct of bacteria, geosmin is what gives beets their earthy flavor. Rain also picks up odors from the molecules it meets. So its essence can come off as differently as all the flowers on all the continents—rose-obvious, barely there like a carnation, fleeting as a whiff of orange blossom as your car speeds past the grove. It depends on the type of storm, the part of the world where it falls, and the subjective memory of the nose behind the sniff."

"City rain smells of steaming asphalt, in contrast to the grassy sweetness of rain in the countryside. Ocean rain smells briny like Maine clam flats on a falling tide. In the desert of the southwestern United States, rare storms punch the atmosphere with creosote and sage. In the southeast, frequent squalls leave the damp freshness of a wet pine forest. “Clean but funky,” Thomas Wolfe called the exquisite scent of the American South."   Source:  theatlantic.com


Sunday, May 24, 2015

IX.


Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirming like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If you give this man a ride, sweet family will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl, you gotta love your man
Girl, you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends, our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Artists/Band:  The Doors
Album:  LA Woman
Credits: John Densmore / Robby Krieger / Ray Manzarek / Jim Morrison

Riders on the Storm was the last song Jim Morrison recorded with the Doors. He made a trip to France and died there. The single, Riders on the Storm" was released in June, 1971,  Prior to it's release they performed the song live twice, Once in Dallas, and later in New Orleans.


"According to band member Robby Krieger, it was inspired by the song "(Ghost) Riders in the Sky: A Cowboy Legend". Also, Jim Morrison mentions spree killer Billy Cook, in passing, during at least one interview. Cook killed six people, including a young family, while hitchhiking to California. In all likelihood, the Cook murders were inspiration for the song's lyric, "There's a killer on the road/his brain is squirming like a toad/if you give this man a ride/sweet family will die.. " -wiki


"Morrison developed an alcohol dependency. He died at the age of 27 in Paris, allegedly of a heroin overdose. No autopsy was performed, and the exact cause of Morrison's death is still disputed. Jim Morrison's grave is located at Père Lachaise cemetery in eastern Paris." -wiki



Thursday, May 21, 2015

VIII


There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. 
I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness.
 I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples
 off a tree or standing in the rain.  ~ Audrey Hepburn


Sense the blessings of the earth in the perfect arc of a 
ripe tangerine, the taste of warm, fresh bread, the 
circling flight of birds, the lavender color of the 
sky shining in a late afternoon rain puddle, the 
million times we pass other beings in our cars 
and shops and out among the trees without 
crashing, conflict, or harm.
~ Jack Kornfield


Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly 
cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.  ~ Langston Hughes

The three great elemental sounds in nature are 
the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a 
primeval wood, and the sound of outer 
ocean on a beach. ~ Henry Besto

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

VI.



Red skies at night, sailors delight.
Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning.





A ring around the moon means a storm is coming. Count the stars within the ring and rain will come in that many days.



Moss dry, sunny sky, moss wet, rain you'll get.



Count the seconds between lightning flashes and thunder crashes to tell how far away is the storm.



When leaves show their underside, 
be sure that rain betide.


The sky is red, the devil is dead, 
it's going to be good tomorrow.