bag lunch lady – September 4

Posted on September 6, 2014 by landl30

9.4.2014

in a rain slickered coat

she asks for four lunches

each time, carefully

weeding out the apple sauce

and sweet potato chips

 

asserting to the world

and to herself

that beggars can indeed

be choosers.

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big bed – September 3

Posted on September 3, 2014 by landl30

9.3.2014

the big bed still holds

my love, her taut calf

catching at my heart

 

the softness of limbs

that have welcomed

me

 

the soft hand reaching

across to caress

my pillow

 

how could I have

slept without her,

 

the years of my

lonely youth were

an illusion.

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the season turns – September 2

Posted on September 3, 2014 by landl30

9.2.2014

the season turns

on a moment

 

air chills, crickets

change in the night

 

puzzle places of damp

appear on roadways

to reveal odd passings

of sudden rain

 

the owl’s hoots

suddenly sound

more urgent.

 

how did it know.

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there are aches now – August 31

Posted on September 2, 2014 by landl30

8.31.2014

there are aches now

regular as rising

 

pains that shoot

across a thigh or

beneath an ankle

 

creams, gels, pills

and stretches to

welcome each and

every day

 

making me aware

of the Gift

of my body.

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time and place – August 28

Posted on August 29, 2014 by landl30

8.28.2014

fawn colored deer

walk through our

yard munching the

tomato plants and

hostas down so

that we want to

shoot them

 

but for that we

need a license and

to drive four hours

to northern woods

where they’ve learned

to hide.

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first-world problem – August 27

Posted on August 28, 2014 by landl30

8.27.2014

worst dinner out

terrible service in

an expensive setting.

slow, graceless

uncomfortable

and uncaring

 

but

a first-world problem.

while people starve

who would wait half

a day for even a nibble

 

chalk it up.

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when pain comes to stay – August 25

Posted on August 25, 2014 by landl30

8.25.2014

when pain comes

to stay

the mind starts

to play

 

does this mean done

why me the one

do I have time to run

does this end the fun

 

answers will come.

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eden – August 22

Posted on August 23, 2014 by landl30

8.22.2014

butterfly benches

swide open fields

water drippling, running

spraying, flowing

through flowered gardens

and Japanese teas.

 

chi-chi-chiping voices

on softening breeze

moving full tipping

branches

with wind blown

sub-ease.

 

a garden, a garden

from world’s first

pray tell

the footsteps, the One

who makes all things

well.

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old friends – August 21

Posted on August 22, 2014 by landl30

8.21.2014

a few old friends went away

today.

the bed we made babies

in

the car that taught our

boys

the way home.

 

inanimate. metal. wood.

and wire. stuffing.

only stuff.

 

and yet they were

friends.

 

godspeed.

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sabbath lands – August 15

Posted on August 17, 2014 by landl30

8.15.2014

verdant waving farmland

crops flowing yards and

acres and hectares

to the horizon

 

a town below bluffs,

the drop immediate

and precipitous to the

river

 

where one can float

away into patterns

of flow and serenity,

dalliance personified.

 

air comes clean, breath

enters slowly with

space for reflection

under no duress

 

sabbath time

indeed.

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