29.28

Once again, behind schedule..... last Tuesday I spent with Mana (fair trade artisan group in Peru) and we finalized a new bag made of reycycled fabric from an old flour sack. It is really cool, and if I had uploaded the photographs, I would post them here, but I haven't....so no photo. Should be available from Partners for Just Trade this fall sometime.

29.27

On the ground.
Grounded.
Firmly standing I see
straight streets and pretty houses
painted in similar tones.
Each one the ghost of the next.
Beige
Line in. Line out. Row after row.
Just like headstones, in a line
with corpses rotting
beneath, below.

I rise up.

Up above the clouds.
Below I see the mountains.
In the mountains, the streams
RUN WILD, RUN FREE.
Cascading this way, then that.
Coursing, Surging, Plunging
to the path of least resistance
the ocean their goal.
To join the others who have run the path before them.
To be a part of the motion, the energy existent in the ocean.

I do not want to live my life
like a corpse.
Dead in my shell.
Dead in a row.
One by one. Line by Line. Day by day.

I want to life my life organically.
Coursing, Cascading, Flowing
as I run the river.
Finding bliss in my return to the ocean.

29.26

29.25

Jenny Milagros Koball Valles

29.24

Moyobamba is the City of the Orchids.

29.22

In broken English he said,
"So, your heart is in Peru then?"
Smiling,
I sat in the back of the cab and knew that it was true.

My heart is here, it's not with you.
The hole inside of me, where we grew, is slowly being filled by
days, hours, minutes, seconds,
breathes.

But you are still part of me and you are part of my story.
So, as I write
poems and songs,
as I tell my story,
know that you are here,
with me.

Just like
Olga, Ciara, Rachel, Tiffany, Todd, Doug, Jared, Robin, Pug, Andrew, Ben, Amanda, Jordan, Linda, Chris, Jim, Will, Eric, Jake, Jami, JC, Gretchen, Ginny, Toni, Sarah, Adelle, Leslie, Alex, Matt, Carolyn, Libby, Rima, Varga,
and countless others, unnamed, unknown.

29.21

29.19

LATE last night, I finished the back of my sweater.

29.18

Bride in the Plaza de Armas, Lima, Peru

29.16

I know that this is a redo, but it was Miss Sarah Gillespie's 27th Birthday on September 30th and she did request Haiku's.....so here they are.

Twenty-seven years.

One more year to celebrate.

Filled with joy, love, peace.

Te deseo un

feliz cumpleanyo y

abrazos del sur.

Sarah Dear, I hope you had a wonderful day. I am so excited for you discover all the adventures that await you over the coming year. Long live Tall Tribe.

29.17

Almost up to date.

Last night I started three new songs.

Man I wish I had my guitar with me.

And I can't wait to get back to Stony Point so that the

Amazing Leora Abelson

and I can start collaborating on music.

Excitement.

29.16

New Product from Bridge of Hope Fair Trade Artisan Group MANA!!

Recycled Fabric Shopping Bag

More details to come!!

(like when I have a tape measurer)

29.15

These photos were taken by the kids of CAMBIALO! from LaOroya, Peru

and myself over a period of three days.

They were so wonderful to work with and

I hope you all have the opportunity to read a little bit more

about who they are and what they are up against in their lives.

http://www.kidsforlaoroya.org

http://www.cambialo.org

http://www.facebook.com/CAMBIALO