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Peace,
Melissa

Online.tv produced this piece for Ripple6.com, for demo-ing their product, and I think we did a pretty swell job!

Peace,
Melissa

Astral Love

I’ve been so busy lately - starting up the studio, finishing up construction, taking on new clients - I haven’t had a weekend off in months, and I actually have a wrinkle now - in between eyes, from squinting, yelling and frowning at my contractor!  I need a vacation, but not yet…so much to do first!

And I’m drawing down the moon, bringing what I need, emotionally, physically, mentally, socially, to me, both good and bad, helping me define my wants and desires even further.  I’m bearing juicy fruit and pruning my own limbs.

Oh, and in the midst of all this, the IRS levied me.  Yah, I’m late with filing, and I’m being confronted with my own financial phobias and laziness.  Denial doesn’t work on with me, and this was bound to catch up to me.  I just figured I had more time to deal.  Unfortunately, the “I’m not paying tax in protest of the war” excuse doesn’t fly.

In the meantime, enjoy these recently recovered poems from one of my many notebooks:

Mother Of Pearl

You are the grit
absorbed into my skin
folded in, under, out
until I became a pearl
you took the wind
from my voice, from my lungs
and kept me breathless
until I became a song
you celebrated nothing in me
as I spun and burn
until I became joy

And still, a part of my soul
lingers in your palm
tiny dancer of light
who longs to set you free and high
and teach you to how to fly
I dream you will
one day become
become light
become love
become joy
become a mother of this pearl

Melissa Ulto - 10/28/07

Waken

Hold your breath
like I do
Hold your heart
like I do
Squeeze, clench, grit
Don’t give in to it
Fight, half hearted
Dismiss, gladly parted
to be alone
in your home
A cave is solace and shelter
While seeking paradise
Did you grow blind and fat
In the illusion of your making
Drop your helmet vision

Melissa Ulto - 10/27/08

I’m winding down on the marathon of construction, so I’ll be back and barking at the moon through my posts again soon.

Peace & Much Love,
Melissa