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SHAKE OFF LOVE

Why do you shiver in your boots

in the heat of the day?

What could possibly take you

apart, Humpty-Dumpty

like, never to find your

way back?

There’s only life and

not living–just existing–

waiting to be struck

with cupid’s lightning

rod and every Valentine’s

Day will forever be changed.

Or you could traverse this

continent looking for love

and never finding it.

Where is the sense in that?

Staying alone because

you can’t get along

or your standards

don’t even get a

chance to be tested

–they sit rotting,

rusting in the clouds

too high for anyone

to approach.

Path at Seal Rock, Oregon

Path at Seal Rock, Oregon

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Write it Down

Thanks for this time

to let myself out

like a dog on a walk

he’s overjoyed

and can’t wait

to get going.

I have so many

breaths

some I want

to put through

my pen on this paper.

If I were to stop

writing my feelings

and thoughts

I think the A-Bomb

would pale in comparison

to what would happen

to my being.

Pieces scattered to the wind

unretrievable

but when I nail them

here, they’re here,

and they come out

at a reasonable pace

not so explosively.

Perrigrin Falcon. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

Perrigrin Falcon. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

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Wanderlust

I just want to wander

here and there

wherever I feel

for an hour–

not on the freeway

at rush hour

but somewhere in nature

that I can feel relaxed

enough to sense my

gut feelings and try

to ‘hear’, be aware of

them, telling me or

giving me ideas

of where to go next,

what to do & see what

happens.

Such non-directive

living might seem

an exercise in futility

but I think, contrarily,

it will get us in touch

with a creative part of

ourselves that we are

constantly suppressing

by our judgemental, critical,

negative thinking.

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

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I am who I was

I’m the same person I always was.

So why do I act so differently?

Where did all these goblins

invade from?

I may have had some before, but

now they’re everywhere at times,

I turn.

The world turns, the poles shift

and my brain tries to make

sense of it all in relation to me.

I haven’t basically changed,

undergone some major

transformation like a brain

transplant or something if

that was possible,

I’ve dealt with more life than

I’ll ever see probably–

unless I join the immortal

club and then I’m in for the

long haul, I guess.  (No members

so far)

So, I’d better straighten up

my act now

and not wait for a

second coming or any

angel squad to come

swooping down and

carry me off out of this

madness.

Venezuelan Laughing Gull flying by boat in  Virgin Islands.

Venezuelan Laughing Gull flying by boat in Virgin Islands.

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Winter

Winter doesn’t seem bleak to me.

I know it isn’t as colorful

or warm as other times of

the year–or even sunny.

It is just there in all its

stillness

standing guard over

the season-

a castle with many

guards, at peace in itself,

still, somber, composure.

It waits patiently

for things to start

happening–I wish

I had that kind of

patience!–more

visitors, ‘showing

off’ for them

and bearing

the fruits of inactivity

in the more dormant

times.

Snow covered trees with sunrise. Oregon Cascades

Snow covered trees with sunrise. Oregon Cascades

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Words

Words are human

communicators.

They let whoever

hears or reads them

know what

is or was in the

originator’s mind.

Otherwise, it’s just

a dark cave

no one goes into

and nothing

comes out of.

Intelligible sounds,

markings–we call

them words.

It all starts with

the alphabet

and goes out

to create a

whole new

‘reality’ for

whoever

they reach.

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love and joy

I am alive

so much possibility, potential

living is joy

live what you love

and you will be joyful.

I am enough

this is enough–

Spider Web with dew and blurred flowers. Near Alpine, Oregon

Spider Web with dew and blurred flowers. Near Alpine, Oregon

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Time Travel

In third grade you

start wondering:

how far can you go?

They heard about

other dimensions.

How do we get there?

Are they really there?

What about time

travel?

It’s not just the

thing of movies

anymore, a

fantasy.  They

want to build a

time machine

if that’s what it

takes to get out

of third grade

or their neighborhood.

This isn’t on the

curriculum, but

I try to answer

their questions

and at least

get them thinking.

 

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On a Walk

No.  I don’t have time for a walk, today.

Yes you do!  Get your butt out that door

and go walking.

Who knows what’s out there that’s new

or changed from yesterday?

I saw a tree that went (belly) roots

up as it fell over.  I don’t remember

seeing that before.  No strong wind

yesterday that I remember.

My memory is good and I’m very

observant–don’t like to miss a

thing I can take in with my eyes.

So the next time I visit a place,

years later sometimes, I remember

how it was then & I can see all the

changes.

I don’t remember this tree on its

side, half way in the river but

my mind is busy these days

with “problems” or puzzles I

try to sort out while I walk, so

I could have missed it, OR

I am just really waking up

to getting out of myself &

becoming more aware of the/

my environment.

Demoiselle Crane or Lovely Lady crane. Grand Hyatt, Kauai, Hawaii.

Demoiselle Crane or Lovely Lady crane. Grand Hyatt, Kauai, Hawaii.

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Sincere Speed

Maybe I shouldn’t be so sincere,

so nose to the grindstone

rule follower so I don’t

get into a lot of trouble

I have neither the energy

nor inclination to deal

with if the train derails.

Yet, anything I’ve ever

learned or found to be of

value involved stepping

over the line of the rules

and scaring myself

half to death

by walking into

unknown territory

left to fend for myself

sans rules, guidelines–

and sometimes my

common sense!

I’m torn between being

an adventurer (which I am)

and staying ‘safe’

pandering to my

invalid fears I so

conveniently ‘manifest’

out of thin air.

You’d think I’d do

that with things I wanted!

Mixture of Gerbera flowers at a farmers market in Los Angeles, California

Mixture of Gerbera flowers at a farmers market in Los Angeles, California

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