A Pirates’ Meeting

A while back, a couple of rather piratical types – A.M.M. and the She Wolf - had a meeting in the very land-locked site of Denver. They enjoyed dinner, conversation, and some lovely grog – beer and margueritas – and then the designated driver (and hubby) of one of the pirates (She Wolf)  took some rather incrimating photos. Okay, so I’m a cheap date. Two beers and I’m giggly. Sheesh. Rub it in, will ya?

Anyhow, here is the record of that historical meeting…

The Meeting – She Wolf and the (in)famous A.M.M.

 

What’s so funny? Do you REALLY want to know? Notice the liquid refreshments…

 

 

Piratical plannings

 

And a good time was had by all – including the photographer.

-She Wolf

Leave Taking

The call has come
and I must leave you for a time
I go to the hills high above the town
to dream, to write, to renew the faded memories
of distant days, of places I once knew
a northern island, or a beach on the wide Pacific
I trust I shall not be forgotten
for on my return I’ll need to seek you
in the far places or where the winds
of bitter winter dare not find you
May all be well
with you
on Calabar
or by a temple gate
a garden spot
or dark arcade
Take care, my friends
the time will go quickly until I greet you once again.

Kittens At Play

Kittens at play in fields of clover

Bluebirds a ‘twitter in redplum trees

Pipers a’skirling the “Highland Rover”,

Sounds from afar as the mmmmmm of bees.

 

 

the Calabar at sea

The Calabar under full sail,

but hush!

who is this who comes in hot pursuit …..

collage by Troubadour

The discussion, or is it a gossip?

 

 

The parrot clan are receiving the mail
by the waft of the wind’s soft voice
they hear
of strange goings on on a pirate ship
where some of the clan

seem to be having some fun
and the old ones and young ones
are riding the waves.
“I hope they are not up to mischief”,he whispers,
“and why don’t we think of a bit of a dance
to remember the travellers? or even a bit
of a cuddle?”
“Let’s send them the picture”, said she.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cronelogical

Zesty tells all about parrots

dear friends at Calbar,

Not to worry even slightly, Enchanteuer cannot make stew of my kindred. To understand why, read some of this: 

THE FLOWER SONGS OF

HUNGRY COYOTE

POET OF ANCIENT MEXICO

(1402-1472)

Translations by JOHN CURLYOU, AZURE BIRD

You, azure bird, shining parrot, you walk flying. Oh Highest Arbiter, Life Giver: trembling, You extend Yourself here, filling my house, filling my dwelling, here. Ohuaya Ohuaya!

With Your piety and grace one can live, oh Author of Life, on earth: trembling, You extend Yourself here, filling my house, filling my dwelling, here. Ohuaya Ohuaya!

Parrot Magick

From KIVA’s American Indian sybolism: Parrot, connected with both the sun and with the coming of the rains.  Parrots were considered carriers of these specific prayers and would confer blessings.  Kept for their feathers and color, by many Pueblo people (secured through trade with people to the far South), and also considered a very expensive posssesion thereby denoting prosperity.

African people call the parrot AKO, and Ako the parrot is a symbol of nature’s power to rejuvenate. If you envy its red feathers and pull them out, they will soon grow back

Zesty (and  MotherBear)

Chattering Lories

My friends are most amused that there is a bird that so aptly describes me: The Chattering Lori. Don’t these two look like they want to have a little chat?

 

Image: Lori Gloyd (c) 2006

Being a Parrot -to honor them

Being a parrot in human form has gotten a bad rap
from:

politicians only repeating the party line,
preachers spouting scripture with no relevance,
teachers only repeating what is in the book,
and “yes, dear” spouses …

but ‘parroting’ or echoing back can be most useful
if done with selfless love and charity:

When a person is baring their soul to you,
perhaps with tears and rambling emotion,
and they seem to run down in thought –
then pause, and echo back a single
special word of theirs just shared,
and they will start again in earnest.

Take seed line or phrase from another’s poem,
and send one back in return,
possibly starting a cycle of special sharing.
(the Fitz form works well for this)

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and for enjoyment, I will teach you
a magic trick most simple and profound,
for those who wish such things – and it is an
excellent ‘lead in’ to any form of divination.

SETTING: performed one-on-one with another person,
though many may observe and share the experience.
It involves a ‘do-as-I-do’ approach, i.e. parroting.

EFFECT: You select the Aces from any deck of cards and lay place them face up in front of the ‘parrot’. You select, for yourself, any four similar cards – say the ‘eights’ if you have Western heritage. Place these in front of yourself. You now go through these steps with your cards, while the spectator does the exact same movements with theirs.:

1) assemble the cards into a pile and turn face down
2) shuffle the cards repeatedly so that no one knows the order
3) think of one of the cards in the pile – perhaps the Diamond Ace
4) look at the cards so that the other person cannot see them (the crowd may look at their selection if the spectator wishes. Carefully extract the selected card and hold against the forehead so that it is hidden, and concentrate on its image. Place the other cards face down on the table.
5) Place the selected card back on the pile and shuffle the stack repeatedly.
6) Have the spectator turn over the cards one at a time face-up while thinking of their card.
7) You now tell them which card was selected! Their ‘thoughts’ have marked it in a special way that ‘reveals’ it to you.

NOTE – you have never touched the cards at any time since the trick began, and you instruction are by demonstration rather than telling – just being the Parrot.

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any who wish to know how this is done may contact me at
gusarimagic@comcast.net

Zesty the Parrot

a scone for Zesty the Parrot!