Monthly Archives: May 2017

I ran from my dream – May 30

Posted on May 30, 2017 by landl30

5.30.2017 I ran from my dream frightened and denying the images of my mortality   body withering skinnier each day the muscles outlined and my lover aware,   that I thought I would have more time, twenty more plenty enough … Continue reading →

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the owl swoops – May 25

Posted on May 28, 2017 by landl30

5.25.2017 the owl swoops a snake in its talons   at the pond geese train their goslings to follow in line   families felons predators prey   all doing what they must to live another day. ===================

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tuesday group – May 23

Posted on May 24, 2017 by landl30

5.23.2017 heads around the table some believe others say not   yet all listening and wrestling   with God Jesus each other and themselves   and all stepping up to try to be good guys   like Jesus would’ve wanted. … Continue reading →

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dig, lift and turn – May 14

Posted on May 16, 2017 by landl30

5.14.2017 dig lift and turn, let the dirt fall from our shovels into the barrow.   the garden emerges from our struggle. ————–

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dogwood petals – May 13

Posted on May 15, 2017 by landl30

5.13.2017 dogwood petals paper our path as well as goose poop underneath   all of it waste product but some more welcome. —————

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late evening quandry

Posted on May 12, 2017 by landl30

5.12 .2017 (4.14) warmth through the muscles, a tightness dancing through eyelids heavy and drooping   whatever happened to youth, muscles, stray thoughts of adventure   instead I stare through railings at a lamp shade distanced below and the green … Continue reading →

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spring yard work – May 9

Posted on May 10, 2017 by landl30

5.9.2017 soil, mulch, deep string roots make up the work   pacing, slow, steady not rushed is the flow   spring gardening opening the body to another step     with no have-to deadline; just an encounter   with the … Continue reading →

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