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July 2009 
Somewhere a Great Notion (Oregon Trilogy)
Doug
This Body
This body, this flesh,
Job’s
Though worms may eat
This body
Still
An anchor
To this bay here
A thought machine
Spinning stories
Of what it imagines
It is,
Or could be,
The place where
Dark matter is
Kissed sublime
Somewhere a green door opens,
Somewhere she sleeps,
Somewhere the path
Between two trees
Shortens
Somewhere a great notion
Somewhere I have
Known you
Closed my eyes
Before drifting
Off
Imagined myself
The marrow of your bones
And how does it
Feel
When I touch you
From here?
Lunch Box
The other kids rush to finish
Their lunches, yanking
Plain sandwiches out of pails,
Brown paper bags, chips and perhaps
The cookie first
And saving the apple for later.
I’m so slow,
Not wanting to rush through this
Wanting to feel
The gooiness of half smooshed
Peanut butter and jelly,
Loving the saltiness and
Crunch of broken chips
The slippery feeling of grease
I lick from my fingers
And the best part
The warm fuzzy and that sticky
Juice
From the peach I save for last,
Running down
My cheeks
Through dark woods
The Model
She walked in
I had the space heater on
And I remembered
The bottom of her feet
Were dirty
I wanted to wash them
But it’s just not
Professional
To touch.
I suppose flowers
Don’t mind when
You are gentle
Removing the yellowed
Leaf?
Or the peaches
Don’t mind being
Behind the plums?
Her scent
Yes, this is what I drew
I looked at her wet dark eyes
Like she had been crying
And later as I crossed
Through a crowd
I heard the music
She must have been listening to.
Access: Public
A whistful feel to these which I very much enjoyed, thank you for sharing Doug
very penetrating…glad you're back! always, star…where is my new painting?
thank you for these… familiar strains of Doug;
yearning and celebration…
mmmmm…for anyone who has ever loved from a distance.
so sweet…so wistful…the presence…the distance…the yearning. Thank you, Doug.
Sweet, Doug,
It was great meeting you and I hope next time we can have some extra time
and do something fun.
See you soon.
Hugs, Lb
Hi Gael and thank you and yes it is rather pensive.
Starlight star-bright so nice to see you today.
Hmm that doesn’t quite work does it?
How about the title of the new painting for now “Entranced Dance”?
This is the other side of the Oregon experience for me.
Hi Hummy and thank you! Wow, there were so many discussions about falling into and out of love over the weekend. But my experience is that you just keep falling into new layers of it.
Janet, Did you change just for me? I could have sworn you were wearing something else earlier. BTW you smell really nice.
Hi PS! I remember I was 8 and I went to Tennessee to visit with my second cousin Cindy. Her and her sister Becky poured baby oil all over a rubber alligator I had gotten as a gift and to this day the scent of baby oil reminds me of the tears that were welling up behind the back window of our station wagon as I stared blankly at the blur of trees that led back to Tennessee from New Jersey.
Hugs back LB and thank you!
It sounds like you had a good time Mr. Doug and have expressed your feelings so beautifully here. I am glad everyone is trickling back. Missed you!
Jami
Beautiful! Mmm, synesthetic…
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”And how does it / Feel / When I touch you / From here“
You so well describe how within love, distance and time are only illusory impediments.
beautiful Doug…:) a big hug..(())
Hi Jami! I missed you too and you know you were there too as you were included in the circle by name. And it's really a spiral, circling out from multiple epicenters, like a meteor shower falling into a silent sea.
Hi CT! I wonder if synesthetic includes this definition?
“is a universal-based phenomenon in which stimulation of one life form or empathic pathway leads to automatic, involuntary experiences in a second life form or empathic pathway.” We know each other, we have always known each other because we are life itself.
Ah Nikki I love you Love, enfolding myself within your hug as you are in mine.
Yes, love from a distance is transcended by the cosmic energy within….
..but oh how the flesh yearns for that touch, all is illusion but so very tactile that I can almost taste the stickyness running down between…
beautiful indeed Doug….;-)
“'Hi CT! I wonder if synesthetic includes this definition?”
Macro-synesthesia? Integral-synesthesia? ;)
This is a very cool article. Artwork and poetry… You can hear it… Music… You can see it…
Leaf-green is the sound of tiny chimes…
Doug….you are so loved….thanks for all you do, and for really being a delightful friend!
HUGS
Aley
Hi Doug, thank you for peach juice.
These are really awesome. I love Lunch box and The Model especially. All of them communicate longing, anticipating, disconnection and awe. Pretty remarkable.
Hi Larry! Yes I hear you! It is an illusion, well not the model herself who is quite real, but the thoughts that there is somehow an antidote for desire and longing. Well sometimes I think of these feelings as my glasses for being able to see beauty and at other times it just is.
There you go CT lets invent some new words and there have to be new words for new experiences huh?
Hi Aley! See I am getting a hug from you! I thought I saw that earlier and here it is saved with your comment until the Gaia servers go dark.
Hi Martha! You’re welcome and it goes well with the whipped cream too and my hat still smells like whipped cream!
Wow Jessica Thank YOU!
You must be wondering what the heck I’m talking about with the whipped cream and being in Aley’s icon. We all just returned from a Gaia gathering in Oregon which was awesome!
I was going to comment earlier, but got distracted. Sorry.
Sure wish I could write like this!!!!!
: )
But will leave it to you, as you appear to be a natural.
Wow…wow…wow...Wonderful stuff, Doug, as always! I love the fact that this is the Oregon Trilogy….so cool!
You have a way of putting ideas, etc. into prose (or actually painting the words) in your own special way that speaks to us in dreamy, romantic images. Thanks for letting us in there to sneak a peek and momentarily experience it! :)
BTW…will there be a painting that goes with this blog/these poems at some point? If so, I think it would be incredible!
Hi Keith and Thank You! I know what you mean. I've wanted to cruise around to see what the others, including you have contributed in terms of the Oregon experience.
Thank you Lisa! Oh yes, the painting is up now and your awesome drumming is an integral part of it.
wonnnnnnnnnderful!!!! and I was there! thank you dear friend … for this sharing.