good and plenty
(not that I’m a fan of licorice)
God is good
and God is here
we reach out
to God
while we are here
wishing ours were better
when it’s
not
and also taking time
and sharing words of thanksgiving
for part of that
good
we have
and life goes mingled this way
even
with the Lord
and we persist in this adulterated life
because we should and is
our impulse to go
on
not
to wish ourselves to heaven
way before it’s time
or
whenever
the surprise to know
with
sadness left behind
while on the way toward joy in paradise
and this
is how it goes
as well
a mingled afterlife
and
not
to say this life is a rehearsal only
for it’s not
while it is for what comes after
it is its own
for dreaming and for realizing dreams
with
accountability along the way
so if frustrating
not
to have virtue instantly
rewarded
there is nonetheless
far-down peace that rises
through our flesh and to
our eyes
and mouths
to exude and share
what
we might know of lasting joy
that like the class activity to tell and
show
even the love of God and love as God
on Earth
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(allusion aside, the candy licorice fan would be my sister)
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the week
a new week to you
and should you have it
maybe with
some hours yet unplanned
though
expectations beckon
some time wrangled as this
might need wrangling
for
oneself
and for them
each kind
and for each one
and there should be peace in that
and if none
then a chiming and a watchword
to design
and re-design
time
and intent
work with play
to find and have and live the loves that
make the rest
foundation with resources
added
new expectations maybe
balance
margin
whatever called or used
to impose the human
and approving the divine and in
a partnership
to live
and move
and have our being
have time and let the time be normal
for you
and for them
and don’t parse this
rather
you
and them
and maybe for an errant word from
me
or the peer community
peace to you this
week
if it may
with pleasure
and accomplishment
and love as a thread through
all
the fabric to the edges of the loom
and then
tucked under
and
if possible
if and when it’s healthy
live
and work in partnership
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I hope it’s been a good Father’s Day; yesterday (I didn’t note), was Flag Day in the USA and Mitzi’s birthday, everywhere
Acts 17:28 (referenced)
photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash
breaking the accord
global nuclear restraints
new escalation
IDF strikes Iran
Iran strikes back and that’s war
long suffer the age
civilians live
or live not seemingly random
injudicious thief
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I don't know by tradition about haiku being topical. But I've wanted to work at the form once a week, and I can't help but think and feel about what's happening on Earth. And elsewhere, when it's elsewhere. I mean for the haiku to stand alone, though clearly I think they're also related.
photo by Anzhela Bets on Unsplash
The building of a cinema and youth center in Chernihiv, Ukraine that was destroyed by an aerial bomb in March 2022 .
phobicly yours
superstitions
le chat noir
ladders
cracks in stones
spilling salt
and on
and you know some
for sure
I don’t
so this is a bad
day
as it was
certainly for the Templars
on 13 Friday
in 1307
(October)
and I have not had the best day
though
I hope you have
because
if you didn’t know the day or number
you might have a good or bad
day
regardless
and the same
a good
or bad
day tomorrow
hoping it’s good
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in 1307, the king of France got the approval of the pope to attack and kill the Knights Templar with the agenda to eradicate the order; the date was 13 October, and the day was Friday (all over France at the same time, Templar knights were captured, slain, or imprisoned to be slain a.s.a.p.)
and if cats, by the way, black and any kind, were not considered evil as likely devilish familiars—and so exterminated in great numbers throughout Europe—then the Black Plague might have been forestalled or in fact not happened, since cats tended to eat the rats that carried the fleas that carried the Bubonic infection
stepping off the soapbox now
photo by Adél Grőber on Unsplash
after some hours at this today
it’s darkened
I should go for another light
the close work has
made my eyesight blurry
too
and my lower back from bending over
well
not blurry
well
maybe
as pain might haze ambition
and I have said
and say
all kinds of things
in
other verses
though the moralizing’s heavy
maybe
from blurriness and pain
sigh
what should you like to hear
not
to curry
necessarily
but
to meet and interest or a need
you know that God is love or should
since the message is
ready enough
available
do you know that you are love as well
or at least have it in you
to carry outside
to
have your life better
and the world
too
so small at first
and then who knows how
wide the circles go
and you might be close to all this
as well
catch it when you see something land
on the smooth water of
a pond when
still
or other
water
maybe it’s the gospel of the small
that isn’t nearly big enough
realizing
the inevitable
the practice we don’t get away from
or
even the accountability
that
the word
the act
change things from ourselves to the world
no
matter what we’re told we matter
in this way
and so do small good
a motto
how about a bumper sticker
or what to adhere to our hearts
(I have a machine
inside
that might have
a sticker-place)
not
because the words are mine
but that they’re wise
regardless
and promise for the Earth
what should be healthy things to say
and
do
for a change
(hale
changes)
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photo by Amy Humphries on Unsplash
the drive
June
first fireflies
time to see as lights above
the darkling field
something bigger with wings
that flew by the front
and we
did not collide
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photo by Mike Lewinski on Unsplash
depiction
how in reacting
to
the one depicted
as
what do the sightless
see
to ask
and might be told
of certain
shapes
and hints of light
maybe what is seen when
the
typical
close eyes
then ask what else
what more
if
one or more
should please to say
of what is visioned by the mind
what
and how of thought as
well as how one feels
and is there more of more
with what might be confessed
of what is heard
in
closer hearing
if then
closeness to transcendence
or
as human as any
what is
seen
unseen seen
of any
to learn from as from
any
sense-challenged
about need
as well as what
to gift
of all
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photo by Gopinath Mohanta on Unsplash
I was looking for an image to go with something else and came across this photo of a sculpture--a hint of eyes yet more so seeming blind to me--and, soundly or poorly, I kept thinking on it
in this late season
it is bright and
hot
yellow
emerald like Oz
dark branches hold up spring
fullness
blossoms’
debut
voices to whispers in the trees
dismal bouts are done for now so
that
the moon should look clear
in its expressions in
the night
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photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash
stuffed clouds like stuffed bears
tut-tut
and
well
Christopher Robin knows
and a blue or green balloon selected
and a mud-caked
bear
attached to string should rise
up in the air
to
find the hive
and do
stuffed bears get stung
or is the lack an
asset
in the Hundred
Acre Wood
unstung
good for a bear and
for
a child
and
I’d think good for bees in there as well
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(named for C Robin)
photo by Jez Timms on Unsplash
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