April Lynn James, Soprano, etc.

This sonnet dates from 2011, and yet remains pertinent today. 

I had this dream, but it wasn’t mine, you know--
prim and proper, pretty, neat, all ducks in a row.
I’d believed in it for a good number of years,…

It’s official: my condo is on the market. After nearly four years in Fort Myers, Florida I plan to move up the coast to Sarasota, Florida this summer.

Why? Because after four years of chasing leads all over Lee and…

Another from October 2011. Again, a simple phrase turned round.

Has it slipped your mind or has your mind slipped it?
In either case, if that’s the case, you might try a bit
of glue next time you have something…

October 2011, New York City. Running to this master class and that master class. Taking this training and that training. Expending lots of energy, but getting nowhere fast. Madison comments.

There are many who’ll claim that they can improve you.…

This sonnet started out a a simple phrase that Madison then took on a journey round the bend and back.

In the interest of Time, let us not even start
to do those things that don’t have Time’s interests at…

You know what a birthday is. You may even have celebrated an Unbirthday or two. But, have you experienced a Mirthday yet? Madison elucidates:

I do believe I feel a Mirthday coming on--
a day filled with feasting, laughter, good…

Language is music. Have you ever noticed that? Whether it’s Shakespearean, Victorian, or American English, French, German, Italian or any of the multitude of tongues spoken all around the world, each has its own particular cadence, its on melody. Furthermore…

Another from October 2011. Even though I'd practiced yoga for years, I was still finding meditation hard. Madison, too. 

I tried following my breath, but it ran away.
Exactly where it’s gone, I really couldn’t say.
I looked around the…

If anyone else is going through financial or career crises, take heart! Madison and I are making our way through a very rough patch at the moment. It's not the first time, though. This sonnet dates from October 2011, and…

People have some peculiar ideas about Time. Madison sets the record straight.

Time flies when you’re having fun, they say, but they’re wrong.
Dancing’s what Time does, and most often to a song
of Time’s own composition. Being quite nimble,…

Spirit rules matter.

I’m the complete master of my own density!
Oh. . . I think I meant to say “my own destiny.”
Matter and energy are quite the same, you know.
One travels very fast and the other quite…

During trying times, one must take care not to lose one's enthusiasm.

Enthusiasm? Lost it; it’s gone out the door,
flown the coop, said bye-bye, sailed away from the shore.
Who knows when I shall ever hear from it again?…