the floor creaks – July 16

7.16.2018

the floor creaks when he moves on it,

yoga windshield-wipers turning

knees to right, arms to left.

 

houses, bodies, all reveal

the stressed turnings

that time steals.

 

he should notice, his friends say,

the tread that is passing.

but if that’s the price,

 

he replies, it’s well paid on,

for moving, easing,

day on day.

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blessing – June 23

6.23.2018

Isaac reached out his hand

and set the words free,

powering of their own

changing things forever

no taking them back.

 

bless them in their joys

and in their sorrows,

I said, in their life

and in their death.

 

there were tears in his eyes

and in mine.

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old shoe – June 19

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6.19.2018

the old shoe tells its tale

worn, inside and out,

fabric solid and comfortable

a friend in need that has

molded to its wearer.

 

replacements compare,

but none quite so kind.

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irish quilt – June 20

6.20.2018

the irish quilt,

green and ruddy

gold pastiche,

pulls me in.

 

earth born, air

sent, solid weaving

of an ancient spell

sings to me

blesses us

 

above, above, our

marriage bed.

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root forgiveness – June 14

6.14.2018

I asked the root family

for forgiveness this morning,

the one’s that I dove deep

into, trailing every last noodle

to their safe places beneath

rocks and ripping them

out from probably years

of spreading. My back

went out shortly after

going back a third time,

as if my viciousness went

beyond reasonable for

the sake of having flowers

to grow and as if weeds

didn’t have any place in the

world at all in my plant

genocide.

 

Balance is what nature asks

not desolation. mutual respect

and room perhaps for all to

find a place,

 

I asked their forgiveness, and

release from any curse upon

me, the curse that used up my

back muscles in their overstraining.

 

it took conscious thought to not pluck out

the little sparse green flakes that

had re-emerged.

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this year’s crop – May 23

5.23.2018

kholrabi, romaine, romas

and peppers, zucchini and

cucumbers all for to

share.

 

for wonder and pleasure,

of course for some eating,

as much for the joy

of abundance that’s there

 

some things feel joyous

just so for their doing

some things say life

in their just being here

 

life for the watching

joy for the seeing

thanks for the gifting

of all that is here.

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so much for eden – April 28

4.28.2018

flat calm pond, mated

swans and canadian geese

paddling near one

another

 

bufflehead ducks dabbling

around the edges

and new muskrat

buildings rise

 

calm, calming, serene.

 

two new geese

soar in beautifully o’er

the tree surround

honking their inflow

 

and the scene explodes,

pair number one

bursting across,

flailing at the water

to scream the territorial

imperative.

 

OURS. you be gone.

you leave.

 

so much for eden.

we should have known

from the coyote scat

along the path.

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