Poetry
XMAS 2008
So another year is over and what have you done? The wild, magic, lovely and insane year I’ve had in the city I love more than any man has put me through the crucible again, and I’m come through diamond bright and petal soft.
I’ve built and lost a studio. I’ve interviewed some of the most [...]
So Busy…But Here!
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 [...]
New Poems
Point your bow to the clouds and keep on til the morning star…
I’ve been hard at work on some amazing new projects, but in the meantime, to feed my soul, I scribbled these down:
We All Have A Little Envy In Us
she, confused
angry
unhinged
watches what she wants
walk away
her throat clenches
eyes water
teeth grit
shame and disappointment redden
her wet cheeks
she [...]
The Killing of Georgie
The TOTP performance circa 1977
A discussion of the song, decades later
I remember my sister and I begging my brother to play “The Killing of Georgie” over and over. Little girls with big hearts, we would sing this at the top of our lungs and cry over the last lines – “Oh Georgie’s dead – don’t [...]
Buddha’s Head
For D:
Buddha’s Head
Like my heart
Shattered
Scattered
Reckless handling
Mindless rambling
Explaining air
Over and over
No tap dance
No sliding out
I pin you
Caught in thought
Called for behavior
You scramble
Crab-ways
From my glare
Cold hard and disgusted
Buddha’s body
Disconnected
Disrespected
Accidental
Your act was not
Incidental
Your motives were
Monumental
Cruel to joy
Poorly chosen
The glass before you
Was never empty
Overflowing
Abundant
Accepting
You lost me
Throat dry?
Peace,
Melissa
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Gratitude & Perspective
Gratitude 12 2 2007 – M. Ulto
Grateful…
I am grateful
Grated, crushed, reborn
Full of light, love, purpose
Struggle has polished me
Not diamond hard but
Soft like old jeans
Sweet smelling and lovely
Deep as down
Lightly substantial
Loosely connected
To all things, I’m understood
I am peaceful
Though storms tore me
Lies rend me still
Hate has been bile
Expelled by the Universe’s hand
Thumping my back
Each whack a lesson
Each [...]
Andrea Grant – Rings I Have Worn
Check another great piece from the DVD of videos I shot and edited for the fabulous Andrea Grant. Her spoken word hits you and flattens you, in a very efficient fashion. Check out more of her work at Copious Amounts Press.
Peace,
Melissa
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Andrea Grant – Messiah Complex
Check out this swell video I shot and edited for the fabulous Andrea Grant, a couple of years back. Check her out at Copious Amounts Press.
Peace,
Melissa
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Daddie’s Shakti Flower
I am Daddie’s Shakti Flower
I am his moon and his stars
and his stain unclaimed
when the riddle unravels
first on my skin in freckled code
later in DNA stripped bare
petri me attached and new
Daddies are plenty
Fathers are rare
I in faith renew
my search for you.
- M. Ulto, August 2007
This poem and digital art came together fast, as I have [...]
The Pink of Me
The Pink of Me Mandala – M. Ulto
Somehow you are crawling in on long, sweeping thoughts
My white hot wound suddenly sweet, rich and pink with you
The sky bloomed bright instantly to my unfinished why
Trust, faith, dream and let love unfold
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To The Uniting Parties That Be…
Hear my plea…
I’m Ramones’ing
I know you exist in my very fibers
That particles of you are particles of me
And I hate that I need and want your love
Any love
What’s love?
I’m paranoid, I’m foolish, I’m frozen
Love me sounds like a plea
Vulnerable, trustng, no longer stiff
Yet weak, loathing the very object
When simply inside I object
The desire unmet rends [...]
Get Up, Get Moving
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing at all.
Helen Keller
Change is the most constant thing on this planet.
Change, painful and abrupt, like war.
Change, slow and consistent, like the movement of glaciers.
Change, standard and complete, like life, like death, like birth.
Should we [...]
