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TASTE August 15, 2011

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One second’s worth of stupidity

Covers breakfast as if fresh maple syrup,

And you reject my offers of tea.

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HUGGED August 15, 2011

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Hugged by the sound of passing birds

A sunny respite

Amid tangled branches.

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COMING TO ME NOW August 15, 2011

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All the words I need are coming to me now.

Every noun, every scene,

All the scripted dialogue.

My only task is to write what I see.

But I so enjoy the words

I keep them close to me.

 

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FOR AMY July 25, 2011

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And the pin pressed

Just enough

To pierce and pain and

Brought on moments

Of

Wild riding through starry skies.

But I knew

As I collapsed – I knew

With everything pressing in

Physics and eternity and god

All working as they should –

I knew.

I believed.

I had stretched with the reality

That

The ride was worth it.

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WORSHIPED July 5, 2011

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Brought together on a whim,

Organized by chance,

Yet worshiped as if god.

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MUSIC TURNED OFF July 5, 2011

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Music turned off angrily, sameness beating my drums.

Heard before, heard too often, nothing now excites.

Silence for a day or two.  Silence as God intends.

How else will I know what the universe demands

Unless I take time to listen, listen in.

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CANNING June 26, 2011

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Placed in a Ball canning jar

Sealed, steamed, catalogued, and saved.

Labored for hours over the label,

Unsure what to call the preserved past.

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WALL CLOCK June 26, 2011

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The clock on the wall,

The time,

In my dream,

Coincided with reality.

 

There were other dials,

Other activities,

Other people,

Other things to see.

 

But only time

Remained

The moment

Awareness came.

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RUMMAGING June 26, 2011

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Rummaging through the past and dust falls

Into my eyes.

Blinded, I cannot see.

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STEP OUTSIDE June 26, 2011

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Perhaps the Cosmonauts were trying to be funny

Circling the earth, floating through outer space.

Where is god? they asked.  We do not see a god.

 

And spontaneously across America the answer rose,

Step outside your capsule, then you’ll see god.

Outside. God is there waiting for you.

 

Oh how we laughed at the cleverness of our thoughts and

righteously felt having put the non believers in their place

and no doubt envisioned the scowl on their faces as they

heard our undeniable response –

yet the one Cosmonaut smiled,

understanding the eternal and the infinite,

 

And hesitated at the door.

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