Category Archives: Poesy-Prosey-Artsy

scribbles that look like poems but don’t scan nor rhyme; or else they look like regular writing – in which case they are prose; or they are pictures (which look like neither)…

Festive Friday! (Creative Altruism)

Posted on January 8, 2016 by Ed Medley

I am taking a 6-week online course: “A Life of Happiness and Fulfillment“. It is actually a happy and fulfilling course. Lots of fun. The third week Assignment is “Creative Altruism” – an exercise in which I (and tens of thousands … Continue reading →

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seals (while sculling)

Posted on April 30, 2014 by Ed Medley

    slack drift with the tide peekaboo seal pups tease me, silent – but for sploshes   (Corkscrew Slough, Bair Island, Redwood City near low tide, April 29 2014)

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BART morning haiku (lady 2)

Posted on April 28, 2014 by Ed Medley

  corn silk tucked behind a peeking, gem-studded ear – my day starts lovely (April 28 2014, on BART – San Francisco Bay Are Rapid Transit – to Oakland)    

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BART morning haikus (lady 1)

Posted on April 28, 2014 by Ed Medley

  rumble whine and screech my train clatters to Oakland lulling me to sleep une jeune fille skips on gamine, pert – my eyes gambol and I stay awake  (April  18 2014. BART is the San Francisco Bay Area Rapid … Continue reading →

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clefts of reflection

Posted on May 20, 2011 by Ed Medley

between romps, adventures, clatter come as leafly rustles

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pohaku/wai

Posted on May 15, 2011 by Ed Medley

at first glance a wall but a  visage lovelier for weathered sculpture   beyond the surface freshness – shadows and depth beguile and confuse

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blue:bicycles:red

Posted on March 25, 2011 by Ed Medley

  blue me, wandering beside blue canal – I  laugh at a hawsered laundry of bicycles: bicycles everywhere;  stacked, leaning, piled, jumbled in scrums yet these two, almost kissing a chaste synapse separating blue and red: red lights, not chaste, yet separated … Continue reading →

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ikebana

Posted on March 21, 2011 by Ed Medley

    in winter’s wet lee beauty piques as maiden’s glee: – surprise! birthday cake     On a stormy, wet winter Saturday – two days before Spring starts – we went to an Ikebana Show in San Francisco. I got lost … Continue reading →

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Hanging on the Wall: The Naive Art of John Danger and Friends

Posted on September 3, 2010 by Ed Medley

I have visited Papua New Guinea (PNG) several times, entering and departing through  the noisy, disorderly airport at Port Moresby, the capital. I generally do not care much for Port Moresby – it is a grimly depressed and somewhat menacing town. … Continue reading →

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Random Leaf

Posted on August 26, 2010 by Ed Medley

random leaf and I histories intersected in  mindful present During quiet time, some may whisper into the ears of dried grass; or listen to the wafted murmers of zephyrs passing by. During quiet time this morning, I shared a few moments … Continue reading →

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