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at the gate – May 16

Posted on May 18, 2016 by landl30

5.16.2016

At the gate

three TSA agents

one private security

and two staties.

whoever’s come in

is probably not the

Pope and not Prince.

beyond that

it’s definitely not

you or me

but I think I’ll keep

my head low

just in case.

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steps – May 15

Posted on May 16, 2016 by landl30

5.15.2016

home. feet up, good book.

my love hoes the garden

we sit and read, touch

things, bury our minds

and faces for moments

now that the last of the

nest has stepped out.

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eye of the beholder – May 12

Posted on May 13, 2016 by landl30

5.12.2016

curved hip with leg

tucked, lilac jacket,

blonding hair

from across the room

I watch her stretch

a leg

and sip her cup of tea

while she plays scrabble

on her kindle.

all’s right

with my world.

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words start to escape – May 9

Posted on May 11, 2016 by landl30

5.4.2016

words start to

escape you.

these yellow flowers

that just cropped up

on the lawn.

I knew them only yesterday

what’s the word, I ask.

dandelions, she says.

oh, right… something with animals.

okay.

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late night sadness – May 8

Posted on May 9, 2016 by landl30

5.8.2016

late night two am

sadness, when the

family can gather

and you’re just

a sideline.

you raised them

to be their own

yet you’re never

ready for the

moment

when you know

that they’re just

fine or not

without

you.

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4.17

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silent trumpets – May 5

Posted on May 7, 2016 by landl30

5.5.2016

the great devils of

the day sound siren

songs, clamor of

greatness if only

one will ignore what

all is obvious, but

instead take and eat

for surely you will

come to know good

and evil and greatness

if only, if only

you take and eat. trust

me. what you is see is

not truth. what your

instinct tastes, will not

be correct. somehow

we, you, and I, will be

wonderful together — if

only you will bow

down and name me,

as your One.

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come Lord Jesus – May 3

Posted on May 3, 2016 by landl30

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.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged calm, exhaustion, frazzle, frustration, need, peace, plea, poems, Prayer, pressure, quiet, soul, stress, writers, writing | Leave a comment

new muskrat house – April 30

Posted on April 30, 2016 by landl30

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.

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the pond is still today – April 29

Posted on April 29, 2016 by landl30

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.

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paisley park – April 26

Posted on April 27, 2016 by landl30

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.