This ain’t a song for the brokenhearted
No silent prayer for the faith departed
And I ain’t gonna be just a face in the crowd
You’re gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud
It’s my life
It’s now or never
I ain’t gonna live forever
I just wanna live while I’m alive
Bon Jovi
I just wanna live while I’m alive.
There’s [...]

I’m going to miss all my little ladies.
For each lady hair that falls from my head, she leaves a frightening space where no hair dares take her place.  There, there and there.  She’s gone, never to return.
I see so many women now with thinning hair.  Like me.  It’s inexplicable.  Are we all gifted with so [...]

My ears wake me.  Or maybe it’s the stars.  At 1:34 a.m. — always 1:34 a.m. — like some kind of Twilight Zone moment.  I guess my ears collude with stars that twist across the sky, wanting me to notice all that whispers and whooshes, gurgles, bumps and whirs during that mysterious time of night.
Dan’s [...]

Among a certain group, cage fighting is all the rage.  The gorier, the better.  The cagier, the better.  Not so much here at the Bloggybirdery.  We enjoy our no-drama days, our gentle nights of mostly PG-fare television.  It helps us sleep better, dream kinder, wake sweeter.
Okay, so we’re boring.
But what happens when two drama avoiding [...]

I first saw this amazing home on the website of my friend and extraordinary poet, Drew Myron. (Please visit her lovely poetic journeys here.)
According to the Poem House’s website, these enigmatic and provocative words were planned for erasure some time during September.
The home is a delicious late Victorian house in the town of St. Helena, [...]

Let me become two or three again. Let me have dictionaries in my toes and let my tongue become a spoon.
Let none of us forget the poetry of our roots.
P.S. If you can’t see the video above, you can find it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=biJ3FP8aDjY&feature=player_embedded

For months, I’ve lamented over all things broken, fractured, lost and never-to-be-found again.  Today made up for every woebegone moment I’ve recently experienced.
This afternoon, for the first time — EVER — I planted a vegetable garden.  Well, except for that one unfortunate time years ago when I tried a summer garden, planting cantaloupe and watermelon [...]

We seem to be in a season of broken things here at the Bloggybirdery.  Yes, poor old DancingBirds is experiencing brokenness.  Shatterings.  Stoppages.  Things that squeak and blurp and fall and stain.
We’re coming apart at the seams.
We just might be experiencing Karma-ization, although for the life of me, I don’t know what Dan, me, Scarlett [...]

As I do once or twice a week, I find myself upstairs, laptop beneath my hands, DancingBirds.com open to its  “Administrator’s Write Post” screen, a small glass of wine encouraging me to write.  Write something, that glass of wine says.  Anything, my hands urge.  And as I always do, during that once or twice weekly [...]

I knew Wilson has always had a soft spot for older people.  Until yesterday, I didn’t know to what extent.  For whatever nervousness I might have had going into our first assignment as a Hospice Pet Therapy Team, Wilson quickly set me at ease.  How like the dog to comfort his master.
The moment we entered [...]