Thursday, April 27, 2006

"Green Power"!..Check out this months VanityFair..

Please check out May's magazine issue of Vanityfair at your nearest magazine or newstand near you!
It's full of great informative articles about Global warming and what we all can do to
try to make a difference. I was at Barnes and Noble Book store yesterday and
ended up getting it...the whole issue is a great read and hope some might check it out and
purchase it if you can. Make a difference in any small way you can. I've been educated on
"Green" for years and hope to inform more as time goes on. Be informed and paticipate.
Think with your mind and heart, and not quick "easy fixes"...



Monday, April 17, 2006

Maybe the Poet...Stop the War!!!..

This is Edna St. Vincent Millay
My very favorite poet and writer
She is the first woman who won a
Pulitzer prize for her poetry.

These words below are from a song by Bruck Cockburn (a Canadian musician) from his album "Stealing Fire".
The song and album might be quite old but it sure seems to fit the world in all it's "Sick backwards Chaos"
now. I've had this song on my mind for a few weeks now haven't been able to get it out of my head. So going to write it out and get it out of my head maybe...or maybe the poet?...hmmmm
Sspeaking of poets this song speaks listen up...if you will....Note*I know this is long but I'm on a very "slow dial up" and it took me over two hours to do this...but if your not patient then don't bother reading it..but I sure would appreciate it if you would!..:) ..thank you for your patience*..

Maybe the Poet

Maybe the poet is gay
but he'll be heard anyway

Maybe the poet is drugged
but he won't stay under the rug

Maybe the voice of the Spirit
in which case you'd better hear it

Maybe he's a woman
who can touch you where you're human

Male Female slave or Free
Peaceful or Disorderly
maybe you and he will not agree
but you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
all it wants to do is rule you
pay attention to the poet
you need him and you know it

Put him up against the wall
shoot him up with pentothal

Shoot him up with lead
you won't call back what's been said

Put him in the ground
but one day you'll look around

There'll be a face you don't know
voicing thoughts you've heard before

Male Female slave or Free
Peaceful or Disorderly
maybe you and he will not agree
but you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
all it wants to do is rule you
pay attention to the poet
you need him and you know it...

I've been trying to imagine Mr. George W. Bush (and Donald Rumsfield) putting on all that combat gear and flying them right into the middle of a serious "red or green combat zone" in Iraq, give them some weapons and leave them there for a while...since neither hasbeen in combat I believe (please correct me if I am wrong) maybe they can learn to "share the experience" and get a taste of the kind of guts and "facing their fear" head on, on a daily basis, it takes from our soldiers...maybe Bush and his administration might then realize that they helped create a "monster" with their "agendas" and then each one of them might take a look in the mirror and set aside their arrogance, stubborness and anger and listen to the majority of the American people and stop doing the opposite of what this country wants and stop their petty egocentric controlling childish ways. Democracy? If you think thats why we are at war or did this or because of 9/11 please think again..Please!...those were just "excuses" for their "agenda", many of which worked for quite a while until some people finally started waking up to "The Truth of Reality"! Educate yourselves, read, find the facts, don't just believe any "talking head" you hear or see on TV or radio..they get paid big bucks to blah blah blah you to death..we want facts, news and no more talking heads making big money and getting off on their power of trashing anyone who does not agree with them as not "A true American"!! C'mon what country are we in here where you can't voice another opinion or be trashed, insulted or threatened?...hmmmm....I smell that coffee burning...time to put the "fire" out! It used to scare me if we were to actually end up impeaching Bush, because then we would have Cheney as president!! But now I think that just might be a good thing, for it will scare the hell out of everyone and wow that sure would be a big wake up call!. As to those people who've told me during both elections that their vote wouldn't have counted anyway...I hope you realize that if counted up all of those who didn't vote (who now bitch moan and complain about it all) every single one of you just might have made a difference in how this all turned out!

I am not afraid nor ashamed to say,
I DO NOT AGREE MR GW BUSH! Get off your high horse and ride out the storm with some truth and stop playing headgames with the American people with your lies...Wake up pay attention!!..we are not as stupid as you think...and you are the one that needs to get out in the world more and look and need to get out of your big Protective Bubble of "Yes people"..listen, stop being so are our President and this is not preschool and its not a quiz or test this is the REAL THING! Lord have Mercy grow up!


Tuesday, April 11, 2006

We Are Being Called....

*No image or pic on this one I will let you all use your imagination and common sense*

My thoughts..

When many speak of building a "wall" around this country, it gives me shivers down my spine
and I think of the Berlin Wall. Has our country become so fearful that we have let the arrogant ones
instill this in us? Has our country become what we fought so hard not to become?
Are we just pointing fingers at everyone else, but never looking in the mirror?
Have we changed so much that we can't see that our image has become so distorted
and how we may look to other countries in this world?

Has the emperor no clothes? Are many pretending he isn't naked and looking the
other way in shame, fear, ignorance and lack of courage to speak up? Has our path
become so narrow? Do we let ourselves follow like sheep to be herded and slaughtered
to the roads of narrow mindedness?

Has the Bell of Freedom rang its last toll? Has protection, security and fear built walls
within our own hearts and minds, taking away our very own freedoms and rights? Are we letting
ourselves become toxic and stagnant out of our choice to be ignorant and in such total denial of "truth"?

Thick walls of lies and deceit are rotting the core of America. Thousands of innocent victms are
dying and being killed with the reasoning of senseless excuses that boggle the mind..."collateral damage"
in "harms way" for the sake of "Democracy"? Think again....oh please think again..look in the mirror of our
distorted image...its getting very blurry, and hard to focus "clearly"...of "what is" ...."Reality"..
"The Sins of Politics"..."The Politics of Sin"...Where is America's Dignity? And where is our shame?

We are being called....let our voices be heard.

The Angels are standing by waiting and watching trying to get our attention...look around you...
Open up your hearts, your souls, your minds...Let your voice be not let fear control us!

"Awaken"........"Begin"........Keep hope and courage alive!

With Angels awaiting for our souls to triumph over evil, lies and's "Time"...

Love and Peace to all,


Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Some of my poems below from last year..

I've been going through my archives and I thought I would post 5 of my poems from last summer, for some of you who may never have read them. They are different than the ones I've been posting of late....if some of you have already read them in the past....sorry about that! I liked these poems they come from a different part of me...

Scroll down for another side and "dimension of Rhiannon"...



Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Passions Flight".....

Pleasures design
bodies blending
and intertwine
to rhymes
of no reason.......

Light through a door
in someones season....

skin to skin
heart to heart
dare I risk it?
dare to be?
or fall through eternity.. ..

Rushing flames
passions flight
of butterfly wings....
spirits rise
in darkest night
blending and filling
up with the rush...
Break my heart
if you must..

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)


Your present yourself unadorned
to the world
children in kindergarten gates...
who have become adults...
don't be late
for the dead tune calls....

beaming moonlight
on shining breast
yawns the distant thunder crashed...
upon deep shores
caressed by soft winds...
In wildness and abandon
our souls touch...
Are we there yet?

Written by Rhiannon August 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Rhythm of your Heart...

Come with open arms
to my shores....
I'll show you my heart
if you'll show me yours..
touch me with fingertips
magically soft
touch me inside
the part I hide...

Zoom me across the stars
and the skies..
make me laugh
so hard I cry...
tears of happiness
in between soft sighs
contentment in stillness
contentment inside.

Lay out your hands
and play my chords
to the rhythm of your heart
as mine enters yours..
We're together until the end
my beloved
my one and only true friend.

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights owned by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Echoes of Deception..

You have made my heart fear love...
you who open the wounds
once again..
by your casual promises..
words that are meaningless..

How many times
will I believe
your empty words?

I keep trying to trust and believe
but you dishonor me
by your deceit
of hollow lies...

There's holes in the sky
from all your broken promises...
stars are missing
and never even fell
to be wished upon...
you made them disappear
without the luster
of truth
upon your lips...
you blew out the candle
of joyful love....
its embers
turned to ashes
of black
and cruelty...
upon your
that slam through
the dark echoes

Written by Rhiannon Sept. 2005 Copyrights by Rhiannon (Barbara)

Character Matters...

I was looking for a journal book at the store today, as I go
through them so quickly. Then I saw this one and loved
the cover and what it said! The dress on the cover is of
real material and when you touch it, it feels like velvet or
felt! I also have a "Little Black dress" almost identical to
this one! But the real reason I just had to purchase this journal
book was because of what the cover says. I don't care what other
people think I will always be "in fashion" as"Character does matter" no matter how much you must sacrifice to keep it, it is something "priceless" when you "Where it well".......

Sunday, April 02, 2006

I'm in my Mystical Gypsy Soul mood.....

*Dedicated to the one I have not known yet, but will soon*

Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You (Written by Stevie Nicks)

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In all your darkest hours
Have you ever heard me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know..

Has anyone ever given anything to you
In your darkest hours
Did you ever give it back
Well, I have
I have given that to you
If it's all I ever do
This is your song....

And the rain comes down
There's no pain and there's no doubt
It was easy to say
I believed in you everyday
If not for me
Then do it for the world...

Has anyone ever written anything for you
In your darkest sorrow
Did you ever hear me sing
Listen to me now
You know I'd rather be alone
Than be without you
Don't you know.....

So, if not for me, then
Do it for yourself
If not for me, then
Do it for the world
Poet.....priest of nothing
Oh Poet
Priest of nothing...
Priest of nothing...
Priest of nothing...

Bombay Sapphires....

Bombay Sapphires (Written by Stevie Nicks)

You beloved
were to me
That love stood for
To love one another for awhile
Was enough
It was all that I lived for
How can I go on without you
Can I go on without you
I tell myself
this time
I'm going to have to
*Move on*

It's like Bombay Shapphires
Hey I can take you higher
Whatever you desire
I can mend your *Heart*..

It is green
It is aqua marine
It is colors I have never seen
I can see past you
to the white sand
It is blue
It is not about you
It is all true
You know-who I am.....
The sea never changes
not really
It is the constant in my life
I always return here
To the flash of those colors
Through every window
The wind through the night
Here I am dramatic
Here I am not waiting
Here I am not listening
To the call of the *Wild*....

It's like purple haze
It's there every day
It's passion never fades
You know what I mean...

It's like Bombay Sapphires
Hey I can take you higher
Whatever you desire
I can mend your *Heart*...