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unintended consequences – December 7

Posted on December 8, 2013 by landl30

12.7

brown red feathered body,

orange beak to its side,

lies cold upon the snow

packed porch.

we washed the window

clean to improve our view,

never meaning to bring

death.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged bird, consequences, death, grief, innocence | Leave a comment

trees…. – December 6

Posted on December 8, 2013 by landl30

12.6

Bunny sits across from me

her smile a warming brace,

I think that I shall never see

a sign more lovely than her

face.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged Joyce Kilmer, love, partner, Romance, trees | Leave a comment

first snow squirrel – December 4

Posted on December 4, 2013 by landl30

12.4

first snow squirrel

digs through to the

leaves and twigs

beneath.

half body deep into

the drifts, catamaran

tail balancing, she

finds old seeds

locked in, tucked away

for just such time, her

401K of nature’s

harvest.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged foresight, investment, nature, preparation, reward, snow, squirrels, Winter | Leave a comment

I listen to my silence – December 3

Posted on December 4, 2013 by landl30

12.3

I listen to my silence, searching

for a word, image, sound, touch.

dishes washing, dog slurping,

corduroy swishing, all the

little tags of my surround.

what is here, present in the

moment, reaching back. my

fingers stroke the keys. quiet

is the reward, stillness that

calms.

there is no other need to

fill. only the moment.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged Health, meditation, quiet, reflection, Silence | Leave a comment

kitchen cross – December 1

Posted on December 2, 2013 by landl30

12.1

At days end the cross on the

wall speaks to me. Celtic

encircling around the arms

of sacrifice. Embrace and

compassion, commitment

and purpose. Rhythms of

life that I hope mark my day.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged Celtic, Christianity, Prayer, Religion and Spirituality | Leave a comment

deliverance – November 29

Posted on November 30, 2013 by landl30

11.29

The oppressions of narrow religion

we cited for opening Sundays and

closing off Sabbath. Holidays we

declared as times to shop, meaning

time to work. Our limits on usury

interest we ended in the name of

updating ancient scripture, so now the

poor struggle to survive their payday

loans. Prophet Bob said it, we’re gonna

serve somebody. We’ve swapped our

birthrights for a mess of pottage.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged arrogance, Black Friday, Bob Dylan, God, Religion and Spirituality, Sabbath, Shabbat, Shopping, Sunday, Thanksgiving | Leave a comment

simple gifts – November 28

Posted on November 29, 2013 by landl30

11.28

the steel blue river of ice bends

its swan neck amongst fifty foot

sentinels, balancing the browns

and needle golds below.

while the sweet fall wift of smoke

upon the wind echoes passages

of time and hearth and frost

edging lawns not yet asleep.

clarity of sight. sky splits etch

as in postcards, and nostrils

open without pretense before

the wisdom of evening air.

thank you for the beauty. thank

you for the simplicity. thank

you for the breathing and

feeling. and for being with you.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged appreciation, beauty, experience, Fall, gifts, God, grace, ice, life, nature, rivers, simplicity, thank you, Thanksgiving, trees, water. | Leave a comment

apple pie blessings – November 27

Posted on November 28, 2013 by landl30

11.27

I pick up an apple and the peeler,

start around, getting the sides, top,

and then use the round chopper

for slices suitable for the pan. Sugar

cinnamon, nutmeg, yum. Butter

pats before the top crust goes on

and a milk and sugar wash. Into

the oven at 375. Don’t forget to foil

around the edges to avoid crust

burn.

The rituals of Thanksgiving. Simple

direct connections to real stuff that

slices, dices and spreads. Such a

blessing to be able to do these things

and have satisfaction come out

the other side. Sons and wives and

partners will gather here tomorrow.

And we’ll sit at table, raise a glass,

break bread, give thanks, and mean it.

What could be better.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged Apple pie, Blessings, Butter, Cooking, family, food, friends, grace. gifts, home, Thanksgiving | Leave a comment

markets – November 26

Posted on November 27, 2013 by landl30

11.26

the markets rose today

again

numbers flailing upward

as if

the sky was too close for

falling

and our eyes unaware of

an edge

where things turn and

drop

and we all run for cover

as if

we never expected a

topple.

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Posted in poetry | Tagged bubbles, finance, innocence, markets, naivete, stock markets, stocks | Leave a comment

boxes of boxes – November 25

Posted on November 26, 2013 by landl30

11.25

boxes of boxes of

things put away until

until it doesn’t matter

anymore, until

the use that was in

them no longer applies

or until the lives that

were in them now

speak different voices

grown old and up and out.

boxes of boxes. stuff.

family. clothing. papers.

all in boxes until.