Poetry

Pushing a Cart

Sunday on a 4 day weekend

bookended by holidays.

A free country allows for

voice and change.

Some don’t care to do too

much

against their supporters

financially.

How much money do we need

anyway?

A small amount

is a small amount.

So many have even less.

So much less.

Why are they challenged

so?

Like life rubbing them

down and

out

before their time.

My heart says

it cares.  What else

to do it does not

know.

So much injustice

in a just country.

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

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A Gift

What could be beyond the veil?

From this side there is only

a sheet of nothing that blurs

the vision–blocks the vision

of something

beyond which only a few

have been & lived to tell

about it.

Something happened.  You

don’t go around telling of

a spectacular dream you’ve

had over a decade or more

ago.

Dreams come and go.

Not too many special

ones that have changed

who you are, what you

do with the rest of your

life.

A gift is usually how

we experience places

we would otherwise not

ordinarily be able to

return to at will.

It usually has to be

given and we need

to accept it.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

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Freedom

How to get a lot in a little?

A seed, an egg can do it.

They might have to look at

their watch a while

in becoming.

Hatch you must

and not just on boats

to peek your head out

to see if the sun is still

shining.

But to break free

from all old

and worn beyond

measure

to a new vantage

point

high enough to

see in every

direction

while you yourself

are visible requires

inspiration–and your

part–follow through.

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Choosing Joy

I trust myself

as unlikely as the decisions

I’m making seem a turn

around from what my

mind is telling me would

be safe & healthy and would

not get me into as much

trouble as choosing what

I want.

Eat, drink and be merry, for

tomorrow we die

–yes? no? doesn’t matter,

being “merry” no matter

what the future brings

seems all important.

If you don’t want

anything–well,

no movement happens to

get anything.

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The Hawk and Friends

The hawk doesn’t have a deed

to the land he flies over

but it’s his as much as

any other resident inhabiting

his air space.

Soar as he might, no one

bothers him–save an

errant crow occasionally.

He pumps his wings a

few easy times and

then glides in joyous

purview of the land below.

All of the animals are free

and pay no rent for where

they live.

Somehow humans got

off on the wrong foot

in that area.

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al's Nursery, Oregon

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al’s Nursery, Oregon

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Be

I can be

boring it would be

don’t you think

to just be

and do nothing

else?

I could wait…

for a

miracle…

of sorts to appear.

Do I have

patience?

Will I just

settle in

and see where

nothing doing

gets me?

Most everything

we want,

seek, is

within already.

Why don’t we

sit and be

and realize

that?

 

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Moving On

Kids move on easily.

They outgrow

their lessons, clothes

games quickly, visibly.

You don’t know who

they are if you spend

much time away from them.

Adults can be rut-dwellers.

Nature or no one else to

move them along

leaves them left

to their own ways.

They become near-

sighted, far-sighted

and the whole of life

takes on a blur

not of movement

but of stagnation.

Stuckness can devastate,

destroy ambitions buried

deep in youth.

To be a kid again you

have to grow from the inside.

The innocence and curiosity

are all there ready like the dragon

to be awakened.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Pink Flare.

Close up of Osteosperum margarita Pink Flare.

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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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A New Road

The road less traveled

for each of us

is a “new” or almost

new road we haven’t

taken or tried (or even

knew about) before.

Like the plank walk of faith,

this road will only remain

stable

until the end, I guess,

and then we jump…

and hope for the best

in shark-infested waters.

Our old roads are old.

They worked until they

didn’t

so we went looking

until a ‘secret’ (to us

anyway) passageway

opened up and a

new adventure beckoned

luring us on to

new experiences, hopefully,

since the old path has

somewhat petered out

or at least our understanding

of how to follow it.

Bougainvillea flowers and waterfall at garden in Kauai, Hawaii

Bougainvillea flowers and waterfall at garden in Kauai, Hawaii

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Prediction

The days are like steps

leading upward

mostly

strengthening

invigorating

discovering.

I could also

burrow

and find just

as much adventure

probably

but they seem to

lead up.

I’m giving up

trying to predict

or in any sense

control any outcome

I may wish.

Sure, I want some

things, but not

rigidly.

So, I know I’ll

only find what’s

there when I get

there.

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

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