Tuesday, April 29, 2014


In Seattle coffee shop, 
Two college-age women 
Mull over beverages
And lecture notebooks,

One in dark red galoshes,
The other in rubber sandals,
Typical of informal Northwest,
Reflective of variable weather.

Puget Sound offers gamut of
Wind, rain, sun, overcast, fog
Damp cold, temperate heat.
You name it, it visits us.

"If you don't like Seattle's
Weather, wait a few moments,
The opposite will appear."
And, sure enough, it does.

Weather, like so much of life, is
Unpredictable. Because climate is
Our envelope, we chat endlessly 
About contrasts and inconveniences.

Ann B. Blake
(c) April 29, 2014

Sunday, April 27, 2014


Because both my dads had clever and 
Quirky humor, I thoroughly enjoy dry wit.
Specific interactions offer me huge pleasure,
Tickle my funny bone, and contradict my
Sometimes-waning confidence in humans.

In my 20s and 30s, I liberally sprinkled my 
Conversations with variations  of "f:" as verbs,
Adjectives, nouns, and hyphenated words.
After a particularly vitriolic, yet playful, diatribe,
One of my grad school pals wondered aloud:
"Do you eat with that mouth?"
Bent over with mirth, I didn't change right
Away, but, later, when I cleaned up my 
Vocabulary, I credited that friend's feedback.

I take the longest baths and shortest showers.
When I quickly emerged from my daily ablutions,
My hostess, looking puzzled, inquired of me:
"Did you wash ALL your parts?"

Purchasing supplies for my annual sharing of
Maunday Thursday Communion with my mentors,
I bought two righteous whole-grain dinner rolls, and 
I broke up a Sauvignon mini 6-pack to buy just one
Three-ounce bottle of red wine--enough for four
Individual servings of The Body and The Blood.
The cashier, distracted by struggling to enter sales tax 
Numbers in his recalcitrant cash machine, eventually
Looked up at me with all seriousness to offer:
"Just in case you need more, we're open 'till 8 pm."

We humans are creative, destructive, kind, demeaning,
Supportive, critical, sad, joyful, wise, ignorant. The trait
That is supremely important to me: dry, quick quips.

Ann B. Blake
(c) April 27, 2014

Thursday, April 17, 2014


Instead of risking exposure to voyeuristic observation
During Earth's stealthy stripping of Sol's mirrored rays,

At sundown, reticent Luna drew initial shroud of 
Clouds to cloak upcoming Blood Moon eclipse.

At first, she selected striated sheer gossamer,
Leaving splashy-tailed trail of reflected white.

Half hour later, newly-absconded atmospheric layers 
Left only remnant of smudged opaque ivory orb.

By midnight, Luna had accessed dense overcast,
Pre-empting Earth's obliteration of loaned light.

Within cloaked privacy, Luna endured sequential 
Steps of involuntary and temporary nakedness.

Where cloud disguises unavailable, lovely Luna's
Orbed blush expressed her bared embarrassment.

In next 18 months, Luna must undergo three more
Stints of being robbed of her borrowed yet glowing gown.

Humans too, more or less, clothe their nakedness. Like Luna,
We sometimes feel vulnerable in our original natural state.

Ann B. Blake
(c) April 15, 2014

Monday, April 14, 2014


Clear commitment to social justice,
Translated into compassionate action.

Creative aesthetic vision applied to internal
Landscapes; living spaces; and global environs.

In personal health challenge, dedicated to investigation
Of purpose and to confluence of inner/outer metaphors.

Continuous devotion to personal best; constantly engaged;
Carpe Diem; full-tilt boogey; no holds barred; strong focus.

Intently held, as she holds others, in loving embrace of
Daughter, family, neighbors, friends, and beloved dog, Belle.

The journey is THIS journey, uniquely designed for You,
Formulated for your optimal growth and development.

Know that I love you. Know that I am a companionate
Traveler. Know that I invest energy in all your highways.

Ann B. Blake
(c) April 14, 2014

Friday, April 11, 2014


Proffered during dream state,
From unknown emissary;
Fascinating and riveting beauty,
Gracing ring finger of left hand.

Originally meant to come in 5th year 
Of long-ago, mid-30s, failed marriage.
Now re-emerges in Emerald City, adulthood home,
During year of multitudinous transitions.

Green beryl mined in southern climes,
Deepest green more valuable than diamonds.
Sacred stone of Venus' hope, faith, and love.
Earth's gift; archetypal enhancement.

Power, heightened in Spring and at full moon,
Brings comfort in troubled times; bearer of wisdom and reason;
Healer of heart and eyes; adds harmony to relationships.
Symbol of survival and of healing and of future well-being.

Puzzlement: Wherefore? and From whom?
Dazzling adornment, graciously accepted.
Recognition of inner and outer achievement.
Let go, receive; simply give thanks, praise, and gratitude.

Ann B. Blake
(c) April 11, 2011

Monday, April 7, 2014



Non-judgement Day is Near

I Might Be Old, But I Saw the Best Bands


Em Eye See, Kay Eee Why, Em Oh You Ess Eee