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 leather chair

 

while the cat pulls herself

back under the table, rests

her chin on the floor and

breathes placidly

calmly.

 

because it is what she does

just live. while I imagine

that I have to do

something more than

just find my next meal

and not let the predators

get me.

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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 ground

and the ground of

oneself.

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High Sierra Hwy 89 – April 29

Posted on April 30, 2017 by landl30

4.26.2017

the road drops

a thousand feet

on either side.

 

no matter.

 

after the first hundred

the rest

won’t matter.

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prayer – April 24

Posted on April 30, 2017 by landl30

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4.24.2017

face on the pillow

cheeks marked

by the oxygen

line.

 

her eyes are down

barely open and

it scares

the hell out of

me

 

what happened to the

little girl, precious

diamond child,

at age forty three

years caught up.

 

you reach out

hug, kiss, wave

a hand across that

brow and say a

prayer for real.

 

really Father, God,

Blessed one, lay your

healing hands upon

this one.

 

whatever’s happened

help her to be whole

again.

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his chair gets up – April 20

Posted on April 22, 2017 by landl30

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

Posted on April 16, 2017 by landl30

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

Posted on April 14, 2017 by landl30

 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

Posted on April 13, 2017 by landl30

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

Posted on April 12, 2017 by landl30

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

Posted on April 10, 2017 by landl30

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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