his chair gets up – April 20

4.20.2017

his chairs gets up

by itself

 

a button moves

him into

position

 

to rise, step, move

out for bodily

functions.

 

and yet his voice

is clear

 

his eye sharp

his listening

full and present,

 

inner strength

as the outer

fails.

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easter dinner – April 16

4.16.2017

the family feast gone,

more food than

possible because

each brought, made

provided

more than asked

 

and consumed, ate,

took, less than

expected.

 

but the conversation

said hello, and little

voices played around

the table feet and

loved up the dog and

grownups

 

so that there was plenty

to send home, more than

enough

 

from the five loaves

and two fishes.

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Good Friday – inexcusables – April 14

 robbery, rape, murder

treason, theft, cruelty

 

mean kids bullying the

weak, strong kids

pushing their weight

 

a mother beating a

vulnerable child,

a father violating

their innocence

 

when we are at our

most despicable,

totally inexcusable

 

you died for

our sins.

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from Len Freeman, Ashes & The Phoenix, Forward Movement publishers, 2017

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our father – April 12

4.12.2017

I held his hand

and we said the

our father

 

the strength of his

grip defying the

frailty

 

holding on tight

to claim the

faith

 

that joins us

as he awaits

an end.

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first steps of spring – April 11

4.11.2107

we walk the green

grass path now

edged by the final

snow of spring,

tinkling faerie

bells tuning up as

ice drops from

branches plink plunk

into the stream,

and birds chip

chireeep into the

new sun, snaring

their hopes on a

mate not to swoon.

 

the dog sniffs, pauses,

swims deep into the

fecund aromas rising

to his nostrils, and we all

smile and step out,

breathing joy

into our hearts.

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sabbath comes over me – April 8

4.8.2017

sabbath comes over

me like a dream state

sitting in the service

eyes closed, soul

at ease

 

like a soldier at ease

resting but alert

open to what

might come.

 

my breathing

softens.

why this

dream state.

 

it’s a gift, the

word comes.

what I intended

for you.

 

to be. and to be.

and to savor.

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direct apprehension

4.7.2017

hearing God’s voice

directly.

 

asking and waiting

for a word.

 

a sense attribute

more lost than found

 

for secular us.

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