Sleep

Sleep hides out

ready to kidnap us

for the night.

We willingly go along

for this “loss of life”

if we’re smart.

To try to fight against

rest & sleep

takes away even more

life

when we try to be there

fully.

So take me away

to a fantasy dream-

land where I may

one day live forever.

 

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Whole

Some people are born whole.

Others need filling.

Fill me up, they say.

I’m a few qts./liters low

on love.

You know they aren’t

going far

on an empty tank.

You have it

within you, they say.

You doubt very deeply

that is so

even then, there

wouldn’t be enough

to go around.

What if Johnny Appleseed

said that?

No apples today

would we be eating

and no doctors to be

kept away by the

partaking therein.

Wholeness is a pizza

without one slice

missing.

(I’m a few slices in

the rears)

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Who Am I?

I feel like being me

isn’t good enough.

I’d be boring or

“unentertaining”

and people wouldn’t

like who I am

when I was not

putting on a

show.

I’d be flat.

No personality without

my sense of humor

who would I be?  What

would I say?

If I couldn’t cheer the

world up

I wouldn’t be.

Or I’d have to

figure out who I

am.

I might not be

that smart.

And another

failure (would be)

added to the list.

 

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Cul-de-sac

I put away everything or start to

put everything away

and go to FB and read

a message from one of my

most favorite authors who

inspires me and then

I pick up my pen and

write this.  It’s kind

of a dead-end

cul-de-sac but still

it goes somewhere

if in the end you

have to turn around

and come out the

way you went in.

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Bleeding Heart Vine, Glory Bower Clerodendrum thomsoniae. Crystal Garden, Victoria, British Columbia, Canada.

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Love

Without a love in your life

it’s kind of empty.

A sailor setting sail for no

where in particular

maybe just to get away

from herself

as if you could ever do that.

Love kind of happens

upon you when you least

expect it from the outside,

inside you just need to

drill deep enough to

strike oil or love.

It’s all around, but

like a chameleon it

hides camouflaged

from its supposed

or real enemies

who are ready to

do it in.

Such a misconception

of a simple quality

that just wants

to be returned.

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Sunburst at sunrise through trees at Devil’s Punchbowl State Natural Area. Oregon

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Days of Love

Eat

to your heart’s content.

You have to know what

to eat to stay on the

safe side of feeling good.

Learning what helps others

can give you a head start

for you to see what helps

you.

Rules are only to be broken

but without any rules

you break them all

unwittingly by eating

“taste good” things

i.e. many sweets, for instance,

that are good now to the taste,

but your body is not moving

very fast or well afterwards.

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Bunble bee feeding on thistle flower. Hall’s Canyon National Recreational Area, Oregon

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Entrez-vous

The boy wanted in.

“Let me in!” he said.

But they wouldn’t open

the door.

He felt frustrated.

Defeated.

But he rose to a power

within himself

that said, “I’ll huff

and I’ll puff

and I’ll blow

your house down.”

They laughed.

You’re a Fairy Tale

dreamer.

Weak little you.

You can barely

keep up.

Oh yeah! he said

and he stomped

off feverishly,

furiously with

strength they

were amazed he

possessed.

When he returned

they said, “We

believe you.

Enter”

 

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Snippets

When the universe awards you

an extra energy allocation

you’d better use it wisely

because the clock has other

ideas.

My house smiles when

it’s cleaned.

My laundry doesn’t

hide its face in the closet.

A mind with clean windows

sees and farther than before.

A blanket of sleepiness

overtakes my desire to

write.

Clean blankets beckon.

 

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Simple

Kids need to be allowed

to speak their piece/peace?

They can communicate.

They get impatient with

adults

Foggy-headed, vague,

imprecise statements

they’re not sure how

to field.

Their clear-headed

brains have to

translate it into

some sense or semblance

of concreteness

before they can

answer or respond.

But they’re light-

hearted about it all

having a good time

enjoying life

and going on

their way.

Black-necked Stilt. Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum. Arizona

Black-necked Stilt. Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum. Arizona

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Time

I’d say I’m sorry

but she’d say for what?

when I told her.

My mind had stretched

it all out of proportion,

she didn’t even know

what I was talking

about.

Besides, if she remembered,

now’s no time to

reinvest in that energy.

If living

is staying present,

then stay present!

The past does not

exist (at least anymore)

nor does the future

(never did), so here

is where it is,

now is when it is.

Lilies. Crystal Springs Rhododendron Garden. Oregon

Lilies. Crystal Springs Rhododendron Garden. Oregon

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