Saturday, May 9, 2026

the sunrise where I live

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Welcome and welcome back. While I am creating I spend less time being grumpy. It’s a blessing that’s easy to accept. Even as I smash these words, I am simply happy to be here.

the sunrise where I live

This Rainbow Morning Light

David L White

May 9

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the sunrise where I live

In the season when my sleep and wake
better matches sunrise, I may take pictures
of the peekaboo over Tim’s roof.

This morning the flowering crab in the front lawn,
gentle in the breeze, dances through the
still closed, living room drapes

My wife Pat‘s birthday balloon rests on the
back of the love seat, losing helium.

The dancing sun flicks a sheet of rainbow foil
that wrapped the weight of that balloon.

The wall and ceiling dance, like the glass
sculptures of Jack Storms and
gives some of us ideas.

May 9, 2026

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Saturday May 9th

This message, again this morning, on another device.

Software Update Available

To install this update, you’ll need to free up more storage space.

What do I do? Create more images.

. Morning Light . Jack Storms Glass Sculpture . Rainbow Foil

. Focus . Distraction . ADHD & Hyper Curiosity

. Zettelkasten . Organization .
Naming . Numbering . Links . Tags

. Strengths Finder 2.0

After the test they give you the top five.
I wonder how to get the full ranking.

My top five are: Ideation . Input . Intellection . Learner . Strategic
And after Strategic is Woo and I am some of that, too.

Table of Contents

_____________ RFD ______________

Happy Saturday.

Take some time for your self. Perhaps a one-minute Joy Breath Meditation. Relax. (ha ha). Slow your breathing. Remember several moments of joy you have felt in your life until you can feel the joy as if it’s happening again in this very moment. Blessings to you!
While there is a Pledge Your Support button below I’ll also happily accept a few dollars tossed into my guitar case on the corner. Check the link. Thanks for reading along.

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Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Cinco de Mayo

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Welcome and welcome back. While I am creating I spend less time being grumpy. It’s a blessing that’s easy to accept. Even as I smash these words, I am simply happy to be here.

Cinco de Mayo

y Taco Tuesday 2026

David L White

May 5

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Cinco de Mayo on Taco Tuesday

And, yes, we had a couple of soft corns
from the Gorditas truck just a block over.

Cinco de Mayo
Five Poems near May
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Hobo Heaven

Wandering at nearly
the speed of the breeze,
simultaneously lost and found,
everything exquisitely placed
and well within reach

How does it get any better?

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Sandwich

It’s not that
I don’t know. I do.
And I don’t.

It just seems
better than
saying I am
not going to
tell you because
you will not stay
to hear the end.

I might wouldn’t.
Might.
Not.

I do know. Some.
Let’s get a sandwich.
Extra mayo on mine.

…

Cashton Westby

Twenty Hundred Twenty and Six
The Very End of March Almost

My Dearest Cashton Westby,

I see you writing
about packing
and moving.

This alerts me a little more than a little. And,
telling you this might indicate that I may not
actually watch the weather … every … day.

Now, I think about lofting a note to your street
… simply to give you something else you could
pack in to your packing, and that seems ….
Well, how can I miss you any more anyway?

Here? As if. Elsewhere?
Always mostly.
Please take me with you.
God. Please.

Before I can even gather my colored pencils,
I realize it’s a month end already and time
to shovel bucket this piece into the box.

Love,
West,
of Mitchell

…

Kite Reeling

I practice reeling the leash.
(The kite peoples may have
a technical term.)

All I know is I feel like
skin and bone aloft
in the breeze

grinning, grateful, and
hanging on, with my
hair in slow motion

like a (formerly) very
popular shampoo
commercial.

Oh my look
at those
clouds.

…

Alterations

While I have little
reputation or cash
I am willing to wager
that Robert Frost would

come back to us and, maybe
privately perhaps, edit
some of his Road Not Taken

For myself I have noticed
that the thing remains
open to alterations

…

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