come Lord Jesus – May 3

5.3.2016

so much scrambling

day to day to night

to day to fill, to foil,

to find or forget

 

I call to you for

quiet, or rest, or

something, anything

to calm

the panic hustle

hassle of my

soul.

 

our hearts will

find no rest until they 

find their rest in thee.

 

but will I have to wait

only for the beyond

or is that a giftie

for now.

 

come Lord Jesus.

I could use

the giftie now.

======================

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

new muskrat house – April 30

4.30.2016

new muskrat house

today marsh weed

neatly strewn.

neighborhood

growing.

 

rental ducks have moved

out, only parentals

top the mounds

where eggs

toast,

 

waiting for their time

while the muskrats

find new spots

to call their

own.

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

the pond is still today – April 29

4.29.2016

the pond is still today

a lone mallard male

sitting atop the muskrat

house doing his part

to keep the egg warm

 

cool, clear waters devoid

now of the quackers

and quakers who

paddled so furiously

just days ago.

 

natures have made

their choices and the

mating grounds lie

fallow in the early

spring sun.

 

well done,

godspeed,

for another

round of life

begun.

——————————

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

paisley park – April 26

4.26.2016

the white factory buildings

surprise. we were expecting

funky funny for the music

star.

 

instead there is burnished

modern gleam of white

for turning out turnings

as if coils of steel

looping from the cutting

machines of tool and

die makers.

 

perhaps that is what

he was.

——————–

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

niblets are out – April 25

4.18.2016

niblets are out,

trees surround

the pond, sprigs of

dusting green

 

vitality, life,

squeakings and

croakings, blats

quacks, honks

and hisses

 

this my lady love

this my mate

all of our breathing

come to this.

 

creation, creation

so beautiful here.

————————–

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

yard work – April 24

4.23.2016

dirt pours

through my fingers,

rock set free,

ground and worn

 

down fine

to let out the

life hidden

within.

———————

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

lanyap – April 22

4.22.2-16

lanyap, grace, friends

appear out of

time gone by

and forward

 

we drop in to each

other’s lives, over the

transoms of time and place

gifts of the One.

———————

Posted in poetry | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment