Tanka poem by Kayla

transgender dysphoria
--------------------------------

not recognizing

in the mirror

this face of a man

she tries to wipe away

his image


rubbing desperately

at the mirror's surface

she searches

for the image

of the beautiful woman inside.

mobile art by Kayla

please excuse the clutter, this mobile hangs in my studio\hobby room . The mobile is made from my collage sketches,bamboo and some string! The secret to designing a mobile sculpture is to start at the bottom and work your way to the top....michaela

here is another view

i really enjoy mobiles, they are always changing their composition......michaela

Fighter kite art

here is another kite that i designed and built recently, i was able to use acetone to remove color from its mylar sail to give a three panel effect....michaela

kite specs:

sail area 1.25 sq. ft.
sail loading 0.26 oz./ft.sq.
wingspan 20 inches
spine 18 inches (bamboo)
aspect ratio 1.1
wingtips @ 45% of spine length
bow .05 carbon fiber rod
bow length 23.6 inches (.05 carbon fiber rod)
bow ratio 0.848

Fighter kite by Kayla

just finished building a new fighter kite and wanted to show it to you

The sail is made from mylar, i used acetone to remove the red color resulting in a 2 panel look!

for those interested in the design specs

sail area - 1.22 sq.ft.
aspect ratio 1.22
bow .05 carbon fiber rod
bow length 23.8 inches
bow ratio 0.869
wingspan 20.75 inches
wingtips @ 50% spine length
spine length 17 inches ( bamboo spine )
sail loading 0.28 oz/sq ft

i look forward to its first flight or i should say our first dance!!......michaela

Nicholas Virgilio haiku

i have always been a fan of the late American haiku poet Nicholas Virgilio.
At a poetry reading i met his brother Tony, who talked with me about Nicks
early days writing haiku, i really enjoyed our conversation about Nick's life.
i would like to include a few of the poems we discussed.

the following haiku poems were written by Nicholas Virgilio:


lily

out of the water

out of itself



over spatterdocks

turning at corners of air

dragonfly



in the singles' bar

magnifying loneliness

her thick eye glasses



Viet nam monument

darkened by autumn rain

my dead brother's name



autumn twilight

the wreath on the door

lifts in the wind


i am very thankful and delighted to have talked with Tony Virgilio,

thank you Tony........michaela

haiku by Kayla

autumn

through fallen leaves

so much more sky



together

spinning in circles

butterflies



autumn

sunset in the fork

of the maple tree



autumn

seeing the trees

undress



full moon

shadows of the willow tree

spread across the yard



circling overhead

the crying sound

of a lonely hawk



always walking

never in a hurry

shield bug on the wall



dresser table

my mothers ring

now cold



mothers' grave

leaves fall gently

on the still earth



visiting mothers' grave

a flock of noisy starlings

fill a nearby tree



mothers'grave

i sweep away the leaves

covering her name



near mothers' grave

on top of a tomb stone

an unopened cup of coffee



below the giant oak

a young dogwood shows

her first blossoms



tulip poplar

towers high above the house

its baby just grass high



strange rainy season

seeing the deck boards

green with moss



my lost sister

the campfire out

ashes blow in the wind



garden roots

smelling the sweet scent

of sassafras



dead oak

a woodpecker taps out

a morning meal

bottle of stars

here is a collage from my collage journal using a similar idea , i used some astrophotography prints and made drawings of old bottles from my old bottle collection,i love the shape and colors of old glass......enjoy , michaela

here is a poem i wrote about this college that is on the opposite journal page


                                                Create art

                                   in the bottle you shall see

                                   the stars of the pleiades

                                   in the bottle filled with blue

                                   all mysteries unfold for you

                                   in the stars patterns lie

                                   some shaped like kites that fly

                                   in the stars charioteer and cart

                                   in the stars He displays His art.

ships in a bottle

                                             
This collage was inspired by some old pen and ink drawings of ships that i found at a flee market in the Pocono's.  The ground is a small 5x7 in. canvas panel,the background is text from the same book that the drawings came from.  i made sketches of old bottles on the back of the ink drawings,then cut them out using a craft knife. i don't want to explain in detail how to collage , there is a lot of material available ,i do enjoy sharing my work with others, maybe it will be an inspiration.......  michaela

haiku by Kayla

cemetery

at father's grave

an empty bench



gusty night

the sound of wind chimes

fills up the darkness



rainy day

seeing clouds drift

across the puddles



in the stillness

in the quiet

a lonely field



children off to college

a robins nest in the juniper

now empty



her beautiful dress unfolds

a red rose bud opens

in the side yard



cold morning

African violets bloom

in the warm window box



autumn soon ending

the weeds now withered

the trees now bare



bedroom window

seeing the pleiades

rise above the trees



end of autumn

seeing the squirrels carry leaves

back up the tree



autumn migration

the sound of geese

high overhead



suddenly

the dragon fly completely still

completely bronze



hanging in the shed

my childhood bugle

silent all these years



quiet night

the andromeda galaxy

now above our house



lonely white cat

out of the darkness

into the darkness



quiet house

i cannot find it

cricket with a loud voice

double stars

Here's a nice beginners site on double stars,be careful they can become very addictive.........michaela http://www.eaglecreekobservatory.org/eco

Collage art by Kayla

                                                       14x14 inches 
                                            

i had a lot of fun making this collage, the ground is a piece of Plexiglas and the background  - old sheet music,  i used artist papers to make the images by drawing on the back of the sheet then carefully cut the images out with an craft knife.
i used mod podge as a glue.

Tanka by Kayla

the woodland trees

pull in darkness

at dusk

color fades away

everything becomes quiet



my father the railroader

boards a train

on his last ride home

it passes silently

into the darkness

Haiku by Kayla

sunny fragrant day

the metal sheds' interior

dark and musty



vapor trails overhead

last nights snail trails

spread across the sidewalk



this summer

more clover

more rabbits



telescope

stars inside

lightning bugs outside



campfire out

i wash my hands

in a pan of stars



campfire

glimpses of faces

come and go



night fishing

my bobber drifts

across the moon



side walk

a baby robin opens wide

as i pass by

"Missing you " , a poem by Kayla

today

i will walk the same path

through the grassy field,

perhaps

i will see you again,



like the purple crocus

does our friendship

face only one way?

or is it fleeting,

like a shooting star?



like the rising

of the morning sun,

and the sweet sound of the song birds,

i need you

to be my friend



i walk the path everyday

through the grassy field,

hoping to see you,

and at night

hoping to see a shooting star.

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Tanka Memorial Day poem by Kayla

this morning

our flag flies

in the sunlight

we stand in silence

next to the memories of our fallen

Tanka poem by Kayla

on this may morning

the scent of lilac

in  the side yard

memories of my mother

happy mother's day mom

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Tanka poem by Kayla

in blazing yellow star light

swirling color of purple

my fighter kite and i

connected by a string

dance with the wind

My birthday

the sun rises

above the trees

on this may morning

i contemplate the many trips

i have made around our star

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astronomy double stars

I found an interesting blog on bouble stars called the star splitters,
I think those of you who are interested in double stars will enjoy this site
click on  http://www.bestdoubles.wordpress.com/

Have fun

Michaela

Tanka poems by Kayla

Tanka meaning "short song",  is a name for a short form of lyric verse which originated in Japan over a thousand years ago.  Tanka first became known in the West about one hundred years ago.  I found it to be a perfect form for me to express my feelings and to use to journal.  It's also very handy for text used in hand made books. Here is a Tanka I just wrote after a visit to my old home town.


                                        passing by

                                        strangers live there now

                                        in our old house

                                        where memories of my childhood live

                                        i am the only one left

Tanka poems by Kayla

summer morning

after leaving the boardwalk

i write a poem

and place it in a bottle

for the ocean to read



pouring rain

a robin searches for worms

on the front lawn

i think about that bike trip

to the shore in the rain



a ground hog

stops and looks both ways

before crossing the street

i think of how hard it was

to get our kids to do that



the new fence

around the garden

tore down by kids

i recall destroying

my brother's model car



a little girl

plays with her doll

on the side porch

memories of my sister

holding emily susan



a sparrow

sips dew droplets

in early morning

barefooted i cross the wet grass

to fetch today's paper



a baby rabbit

chewing dandelion leaves

in the front yard

i think about the cost

of yesterdays salad



dark sky

a bright jupiter

rises above the trees

i think of a poem

by walt whitman



cemetery

the names of the dead sink deeper

into the autumn leaves

i sweep them with my hands

uncovering my mothers name



bitter cold outside

african violets bloom

in the warm kitchen

i stand waiting

for the coffee water to boil



for sale

large farm equipment and tomb stones

at the west end fair

i sit on a bench

listening to country music


above the trash cans

above the trees

the stars of orion

lie on their side

in the western sky



chilly winds

the leaves of autumn

tumble down the street

where i've lived

for over forty years



a hawk flies away

mockingbird feathers

scatter in the wind

my thoughts about

how delicate our days are



walt whitman's tomb

seeing leaves of grass

still growing there

i imagine hearing him say

what i assume you shall assume



mausoleum

seeing only darkness

through the peep hole

i look into the past

and into the future

collage art by Kayla

I made the image for this collage from newspaper, the background is paper towel ripped into small pieces then glued to the maple wood ground. I use acrylic medium as a glue,mod podge also works well. I used some buttons for embellishments ....I love buttons !!

                                 

This collage uses the same methods ,the image is unique it's made from a late 1800's Sear and Roebuck catalog, After drawing the image on the very brittle paper , I cut it out using an x-acto knife,then very carefully glued  it onto the background.

mobile art by Kayla

I am interested in the hanging, kinetic art form called a "mobile" invented by Alexander Calder an American artist living in Paris.  for information on Calder click on  http://www.calder.org/


This small mobile is made with simple materials, the horizontal elements are bamboo and the vertical elements are 30 lb Dacron line.  I really enjoy this art form, I love things that move.  When the sun is at the right angle the crystal hanging from the bottom element splits the light into a rainbow.  Its surprising to see all of the different places within the room that the rainbow appears!

Here is another mobile of the same type, one of the unique features of mobile art is that it keeps recomposing itself.  An advantage of using bamboo sticks in a mobile design is that they have a small surface area,so the mobile moves slowly.

Tanka poems by Kayla

passing seasons

worn thin on her finger

a wedding ring

the only thing she owns

after years of serving him



gentle breeze

a spider weaves her web

moving clockwise

she sews her thread to each spoke

weaving a perfect spiral



a cold crisp dawn

a hawk stands

over her prey

feathers roll and scatter

in a field of sunshine



grandson's classroom

an english lesson written

on the blackboard

all the things i should know

to write poetry but don't



in my mind

it suddenly appears

then passes away

the black hearse without a door

moving without a sound



side yard

even the lilac blossoms

seem sad today

how many more springs

will they see?



when we seeded

the field

with clover

you should see the joy

on the faces of the rabbits



the veteran

race car driver

on his final ride

passes by his house

in a hearse



in the basement

she moves slowly

grabbing at the darkness

that makes her hair stand on end

to the fear of what might be there



front porch swing

a mosquito searches

for her meal

she lands on my arm

this little vampire



rising over

the trees this summer evening

the red planet mars

closer to he earth tonight

then 60,000 years ago



cemetery

happy birthday balloons

floating above the grave stones

memories of all the parties

she was invited to but missed



dandelions

spread across the lawn

bursting yellow

the color of the sun

and old piper cubs



every spring

i listen to the tree frogs

celebrating

the anniversary

of our romance



she's 3000 years old

i am fascinated

by her eyelashes

how beautiful

how delicate



not the sweet spring air

nor the sound of tree frogs

nor the scent of honeysuckle

but the memory of you

and our first kiss



native american children

perform a native dance

at the west end fair

they touch me in a surprising way

i am moved to tears



early morning

on top of the mountain

so far from the ocean

yet i hear the lonely sound

of a buoy



God

the universe

dusk in the park

i watch the bats

flying overhead



with the sound

of the train's whistle

thoughts of my father

alive again

full of life



a huge red fire truck

roars around the corner

driven by a man

that i held in my arms

when he was a baby

Fighter kite art by Kayla

One of my other passions making fighter kites.. I enjoy using all types of material for the sail.  I have used mylar gift wrap, Japanese tissue, gift wrap tissue, plastic bag, nylon fabric,  The best material for art kites is tyvek or tissue or any light paper, in fact I have used news paper for art kites.  Most of my fighter kite art is done on a tyvek sail.  The fighter kite shown in the picture is a tyvek postal envelope with acrylic  ink.  The kite size is 1.3 square foot and uses a .050 carbon fiber rod, sometimes I use a bamboo rod for a cross spar and the spine.

                                                 my fighter kite
                                                
                                                 a delta formed from

                                                 two sticks and a sail

                                                 in this simple shape lives

                                                 the spirit of all kites



                                                 on the soccer field

                                                 in a cloudless sky

                                                 a bright red fighter kite

                                                 and my spirit

                                                 dance with the wind



                                                 flying my fighter kite

                                                 tiny violets share the spot

                                                 where i am standing

                                                 on the surface of the earth

                                                 revolving around a star



                                                  am i to end in dust

                                                  then set me free in the sky

                                                  to swirl in the sun's light

                                                  a rainbow colored kite

                                                  dancing with the wind



                                                 today my spirit

                                                 is a pink fighter kite

                                                 flying through the sky

                                                 spinning and floating on air

                                                 a dance with the wind







                             

                             

Tanka poems by Kayla

dusk

as light fades away

images follow

a world of sounds

and spots in the darkness



everyday

he sits near a window

always reading something

as i walk by we exchange waves

another day welcomed



summer

a hot humid nasty night

i sit alone

listening to the clock

tick away the darkness



last spring

the three of us threw stones

into the river

now i stand here alone

with a white stone in hand



spring surprise

the scent of hyacinth

perfuming the yard

not knowing they bloomed

until i smelt them



passing me in the darkness

the dark form of a woman

we exchange warm hello's

without any more words

she walks into the night



his first car

parked in the side yard

since it's retirement

sinks into the ground

a pigeon colored gravestone



avalon beach

she walks on the edge

of america

barefooted

a real jersey girl



atlantic ocean

moss green colored waves

ebb and flow

like our need

to breath in and to breath out



all grown up

the children who swung

from the tire swing

i carry the dry rotted tire

and rope to the curb



up all night

composing a poem

about the universe

sleeping on a pillow of stars

drifting toward the sun

Tanka poems by Kayla

I thought i would explain one of my tanka poems for those not familiar with the many ways that they may be inspired .  My father was visited daily by a large white fallow cat that he nursed back to reasonable health.  That cat  he named puss,loved my father and would come from the woods to be with him.  The last time that i saw this cat he was sitting on top of a picnic table.  Years later i had this experience:


cleaning his face

on top of a picnic bench

a large white cat

my father's puss

raised from the dead



side yard

pigeons lift off flying

in circles

the path that my life

often takes



rabbit chewing clover

a hawk circles

overhead

such a delicate balance

this life of ours



dim stars overhead

bright flashes of fireflies

in the hedgerow

a car's headlights

wash out this whole scene

Tanka poems by Kayla

train station

while a mockingbird sings

we sit and we wait

time moves toward us

i watch as time moves away around the bend



first day of spring

a rabbit gathers withered weeds

for her nest

no need for prenatal care

or an OBGYN



winter indoors

where does she come from?

this shield bug

walking across

the kitchen wall



dusk

one last crow descends

onto a poplar

she pulls

in the darkness

Tanka poems by Kayla

sparrow gets away

the calico cat

flicks her tail

signaling

another day gone bad



not by tragedy

nor fear, nor evil

unconcerned

the honey bee collects her honey

the mockingbird sings her song



night stillness

hearing deer move

through the darkness

leaves rustling

and sticks cracking



spring

seeing purple crocus

peeking through brown grasses

such beauty

from tiny seeds



pine tree branch

a red tail hawk looking at me

me looking back

pleased

to share her space



bright

beautiful baby blue

summer sky

the color

of her eyes



a worm

struggles on the sidewalk

pushing away

the terrible effects

of the sun



through woodlands

through mountains

on our life's journey

through all that's beautiful

we nourish our spirit



a special needs

little girl struggles to walk

our smiles embrace

i want to hug her

i want to heal her



words on a tomb stone

as i am now

you shall be

prepare in time

to follow me

Tanka poems by Kayla

a climb to the top

of our scrubpine world

blueberry hill

where you can see into the moment

and find that quiet place within



a lonely moon

above the trees

seen through these old eyes

so many moons

so many memories



the moon rises

above the trees

where we last met

i long for you to come

even as the moon  sets



overcast skies

its been raining

for days

my mood getting gloomy

i wonder when will it stop



our dog puddles

her first litter snuggles

close to her

somehow she knows

how to care for her puppies


for information on how to write Tanga click on http://www.tankaonline.com/

for Tanga poems from K.Kei click on http://www.kujakupoet.blogspot.com/

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color of the sun

daffodils shine

through withered weeds



cold spring

robins huddle together

in the pine hay



spring rains

the puddles filling up

with starlings



spring hedgerow

sparrow

on sparrow



dull brown grasses

bright violet crocus

gather nearby



spring morning

yellow daffodils

bow to the wind



on the hedgerow

on the air

the scent of honeysuckle



neighborhood cat

roaming out of the darkness

into the darkness



singing in the rain

a mockingbird

in the hedgerow



this season

more clover

more rabbits



campfire

glimpses of faces

come and go



overcast sky

hearing honking geese

overhead



tossed bread

sparrows gather

on the sidewalk



campfire

snapping and popping

my thoughts

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Softly swaying in sunshine,

a titanium white girly lace

supported by a delicate concentric structure

like the bones of an umbrella,

that connects at its center ,

to a tall green apple colored stem

providing a handy footpath

for various walking insects to explore,

at the top of this space needle,

where the color green turns to white,

small insects , some black, some brown,

examine the fragile lace for food,

black flies, hornets, and wasps

come and go,

landing or lifting off

from their bowl shaped heliport.

Fishing on the lake a poem by Kayla

A large oak
with copious green leaves
cast a shadow

over the black
coffee colored
still lake water

its smooth surface
rippled
by a passing breeze

that carries a leaf
and lays it down
on the shadowy water

where a bluegill
incessantly
slurps at it

its attention
piqued
by the leaf

I offer my best
hand tied fuzzy
black fly

dropping it
atop
the floating leaf

then teasing the line abit,
whack!
the bright yellow line pulls

and jerks my hand
every movement
of the runaway felt

carefully
I ease her in
gently removing

from her mouth
that which
caused her fear

and holding her
in the shallow water
until calmed

I release her
to live
freely.

Tanka poems by Kayla

In the stillness of night

I hear a distant train whistle,

a sound so haunting,

freeing memories of father,

a sound fading into darkness.


                2

In the front yard

the bikes rest against

the pine tree,

all winter, the doll

in the pine hay.


           3

Corner of the yard,

the rusted tricycle

overgrown with weeds,

only squirrels

play there now.


            4

The cabin empty

everything still,

everything quiet,

the lonely swan drifts on the lake

until the children return.

             5


On the dresser table,

my mother's ring

now cold,

warm memories of her

live on.



Information on writting Tanka can be found at http://www.tankaonline.com/

A poem by Kayla "She is An Eagle"

She is an eagle

and love her sky,

soaring over fields

singing lullabies,

rising circles of silence

she embraces the sky,

in ecstasy

she will forever fly.

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I used a concertina format to represent star movement in both time and position.
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The Sketchbook Challenge: finding inspiration: "Maybe this happens to you too; you want to work in your sketchbook but you just can think of anything to sketch. Well here's an idea f..."

The Sketchbook Challenge: Get a blog badge here!

The Sketchbook Challenge: Get a blog badge here!: " If you'd like to put a badge on your blog for the Sketchbook Challenge Project, just copy the following code and insert it on your blo..."

Jane Reichhold's haiku web page

Jane has a wonderful web page on haiku,  http://www.ahapoetry.com/ , her bolg can also be accesed here

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bethquinndesigns: she is going to the farm

bethquinndesigns: she is going to the farm: "Yes ... my next fun event is in May ... where I will be vending at the amazing Na Da Farm in Illinois ... I can't wait to see everyone ... a..."

Anna’s Birthday Photos

Anna’s Birthday Photos

Haiku moments by Kayla

snow covered ground
the neighbors' cat cries
into the darkness


winter snow storm
the neighbors' chickens
still pecking


geese pass overhead
a part of me
follows them

bouncing on the ground
rounded bits of snow
gather the whiteness


december night
very cold
very quiet


winter sunset
one by one the neighbors chickens
go to bed


chilly morning
warm sunshine
lights up my face


among the beer cans
weeds and litter
beautiful flowers

kelly rae: taking a look back on my mondo beyondo dreams

kelly rae: taking a look back on my mondo beyondo dreams: "hey friends, as i get ready to venture off to chicago later this week for the oprah taping, i've been thinking about my mondo beyondo drea..."

kelly rae: monday inspiration

kelly rae: monday inspiration: "as i try and focus on some pressing deadlines and other home projects over here (including trying to figure out WHAT TO WEAR TO OPRAH!!!!)..."

kelly rae: breaking out of a creative rut - by ali edwards

kelly rae: breaking out of a creative rut - by ali edwards: "hey guys, oprah was amazing. really truly amazing. it was a once in a lifetime experience, and our time in chicago (the whole three days) wa..."

kelly rae: home tour: our kitchen

kelly rae: home tour: our kitchen: "i'm so excited to finally share our home spaces with you guys! i'll be sharing photos of each room over the next few weeks, starting today..."

Good fighter kite site

I have a passion for fighter kites, I enjoy designing,building and flying these wonderful and spirited kites!!! an excellent source of information on fighter kites is Bruce Lamberts site http://www.fighterkitecentral.com/

kelly rae: happy anniversary, taking flight!

kelly rae: happy anniversary, taking flight!: "dear Taking Flight,it was two years ago this month that you were released out into the world. can you believe it? sometimes it feels like f..."

kelly rae: Weekly Sponsor Spotlight: Kate Johnson, True Essen...

kelly rae: Weekly Sponsor Spotlight: Kate Johnson, True Essen...: "Big thanks to my sponsors...I'm really enjoying these weekly sponsor spotlights where their creative talents and businesses are featured. If..."

kelly rae: Running with Joy

kelly rae: Running with Joy: "Hawaii was amazing. What a great, great trip. The helicopter ride (no doors!), snorkeling with the majestic sea turtles, all of the relax..."

Kelly Rae

I just read your article on blogging and this is my first attemp at a response . Thank you so much for you help!
Michael

Beginnings

This my first attempt at a blog , i have no idea what i am doing , i sure would like to share my interest with others, My interest: art especially collage, writting haiku,
designing,building and flying fighter kites, and i enjoy astronomy .... looking at the stars....... i hope there is someone out there??

Beginnings

I am just learning about blogging , I have no idea about what i am doing....
I sure would like to share my interests with others,  I am interested in art,especially collage,  and i also enjoy  haiku ,  I build and fly fighter kites and have  an interest in astronomy