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a promise to make do, make better

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a promise to make do, make better

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nature will not mind

if we go outside

to kill him on the hill

far enough

away

from the glory

of our temple

and the palace

and the city

x

maybe if we pledge

to clean up the trash after

make the hillside

beautiful

maybe re-purposed for

a cemetery

or something

x

nature will not mind

if we control things

for a while

until

we have what we want

x

God appears

approving of our final plans

which means

our enemies are gone

or prostrate

and we are left standing

everywhere

to rule

from being right

x

pause

x

what’s that

it’s dark

it shouldn’t be

there are noises

above and below the ground that

sound eldritch

even the cries from people

over the sobs

from the few who weep

honestly

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and now the earth is

split

and through so many places

so that we have to add to burying

xxxxxwe have to fit in

xxxxxmore to till in

xxxxxnail over

xxxxxthen varnish

xxxxxor whitewash

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nature

we want to be your friend

we only need you for a while

to go along

with a simple execution

over and upon

one of your hills

x

come on

work with us

play

with us

x

we know you like to play

we experience

the seasons change

even through

our

desert places

x

but then

the wilderness will change as well

when paradise is made

because

God is on our side

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Two Children

(x = space)

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Two Children

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Holy Thursday

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Maundy Thursday

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Good Thursday

x

Nice Thursday for the church

If we leave off

The arrest in the garden,

Which sounds ingenuous

But the day

Liturgically

Is named for the supper only

And what happened there:

What was said,

Mainly

The command

x

And did they know

By the way

That supper was the

Last?

And looking back

Would the disciples

Want

To have called it

That?

Or did we need a name

And gave it

That one?

(names come after things,

I guess

for history

and liturgy

and calendars)

x

Here’s how it used to go:

We’d have a dinner

At the church

Downstairs

Then go upstairs

(from the social hall)

To the sanctuary above

And we’d have church,

Which is to say

A service

x

And there would be Communion

And we’d conclude the service

There

And it was nice

x

Sorry, it was nice

x

Jesus and his friends

For that what’s Maundy’s

All about,

A lazy term

For the Latin mandatum

Meaning command

For Jesus gave them orders

All the followers

That they should love

One another

x

That a few ages later

We should love each other

x

Good Friday

(good?)

Will

(for a fact)

Be awful,

And in between

The supper and the arrest

Admittedly

Is his time in the garden

Where disciples will betray him,

First two

And then the third

Follower

Who left the supper early

x

While Christ on his own

More than he wished

Asked of the cup

Not filled with wine from the meal

But of the bitterness

Of mortal destiny

Should pass by

As a deadly metaphor

For will

x

And then acceptance

And it’s really rather beautiful

As it is tragic

And then horrible

With an arrest

And all the dreadful

Words and acts

To follow

x

So we should keep the garden

Time

Somewhere in between

The meal

And arrest,

Maybe a kind of vigil thing

x

For the church meal before

And then Communion,

Well,

Was wonderful,

First roast beef

(typically and, yes, like the toe)

And then upstairs

Where we hardly ever

Had church for all of us

At night,

Waiting now

In fact

‘Til Christmas Eve—naturally,

A good association

x

And here’s Good Thursday,

Maundy Thursday when

We are told

By the child of God

To love each other

x

Though I’m thinking now

There are too many things

Too many good and bad things

To come together

Making sense

Out of a calendar

And faith

x

And yet

Bethlehem’s

Christmas child

And the child that is placed

Among them

x

And something about

Leadership

And children

x

And then

All children

Must and should grow up,

After all

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So there

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Matthew 18:2-4, Isaiah 11:6

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A Good Wednesday

(x = space)

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A Good Wednesday

(Passion, Passover, Ramadan)

x

It’s Wednesday

When Amanda would

Bound—how

Does one bound

If one is not

A deer?—but she

Would bound

Into class and

Announce, “It’s

Hump Day!”

x

Now it’s Holy Week

So this is Holy

Wednesday

For which there

Are liturgies

With special

Prayers

x

We imagine

What Jesus

Might be doing now

Because we are

Conditioned

By the narrative

For timing

x

Maybe he’s visiting

With friends;

Maybe he has actions

And words

For healing

And teaching,

Knowing what’s to

Come and having

These his

Final opportunities

x

For us

This year

There is a confluence

Of events,

Of seasons:

It’s Ramadan

And also Pesach

Or Passover

x

There are several days to each

That are the same

x

Three great truths

Come together,

Great faith

Celebrated

Bittersweet

x

Bitter

With fasting

And remembrance,

Sweet with

Fasting and remembrance

x

God is great

x

The angel passes over

Faithful homes,

Jesus saves,

And the prophet receives

Revelation—goodness,

Such good chances

That we have

To respect

And enter into

Many groups

x

The places where we worship

(observant)

Entering with curiosity

To know,

To have regard

For learning

And appreciation of

Our neighbors

x

Respect, appreciation—these

Are forms of love,

The kind of love

That comes from God

To feed our faith

In one another

x

As if God could say,

Come together

Right now

Over me

x

But don’t imagine

Not a heaven or a hell:

With appreciation

Of the music

We can have some

Heaven here

And have it there

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Processionals

(x = space)

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take away the confessional and informative emendations and there’s one poem here with endings like certain music selections

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Processionals

x

I think

Often of David

Of a picture

I have seen

Or made up

It’s when the ark

Is brought into

Jerusalem

And it’s a triumph

A kind of victory

x

And I think of David

Young

(and was he young)

Dancing

Before the ark

Not wearing much

But he’s king

And he arranged all this

And so

The instruments

Let play

And maybe favorites

Follow suit

x

I see light colors

As if this were a desert scene

Done as a picture

With pastels

You know

I think I figure the hair

On David

From the statue by

Michelangelo

x

Processions are important

He and they

Had to have one

Because the ark

Would have a home

Forever

Well

At least for generations

(I should

look this up

it might be before

Absalom)

But what do we know

Today is forever

And the

Ark is here

x

And Jesus came

Into Jerusalem

And a procession

Was needed

And so it was

Arranged

In humility

And somehow awesome

Awful majesty

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I worked on this scene before as a draft; I have in mind I didn’t finish it, and this time I did; but if the other work appeared and I forgot, then I apologize for the repetition—CLC

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and a bit more (for free)

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a coda

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David was a shepherd

He was a king

He was loved by God

As either

So are you

Loved by God

For either

Any

Way

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(and here’s the lesson should you need one

coda 2

that was D. S.

this is D. C.)

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Jesus came

Into Jerusalem

Like the ark

Meaning a triumph

Victory

For a home people

Battling

To keep a promise

x

And like the ark

Is lost

Defeat

And sacrifice

Through lack of faith

(bad kings—you may

look it up)

And so sacrilege

And a new needed

Promise

Follows

(read the prophets)

For restoration

Of the people

x

Turns out

It’s Israel

And all of us

Redeemed

Through this

Second coming

Triumph

Then sacrifice

This time as well

And

Cosmically speaking

Greater

All the world

And how far out

On the edge

x

With destruction

Turned to joy

With all our flaws intact

Until a final resurrection

That will keep

Us and the world

Intact

And better

And forever

x

Stone not only

Rolled away

But smashed

Here endeth

And look

And listen

Smell

And taste

And touch

This is the start

And we might think we do

But we don’t know

What’s next

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sometimes today

(x = space)

x

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sometimes today

x

and sometimes

sometimes often

should not today

be enough?

with pleasures

maybe with some balance

with joy in our friendships

first our families

when they are friendly, too

the small

quotidian

delights in food

in thankfulness

for the cup of water

we might offer to

each other

x

or in washing

getting dressed

anticipating

what is joyful

to anticipate

and simply have our days

have today

with enough faith and

clasically

anew

the pleasure of your company

under a God

who is not benign

but might not have to press so hard

today

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one spiritual law

(x = space)

x

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one spiritual law

x

God loves you

have faith

this is the only message

it’s enough

for anyone

at any time

x

we believe it

and for Jesus

we are saved for heaven

and have entered heaven’s realm

even now

x

like Marty’s distillation

of theology

“Jesus loves me, this I know;

for the Bible tells me so”

x

God bless and teach us

I think this is a promise

in creation

that both have happened

and will happen with

our participation

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believe

even now

even here

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Don’t Listen

(x = space)

x

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Don’t Listen

x

I’m sad is all

And maybe I may say

Who wouldn’t be

It’s raining

There are feet of snow

Out west

And that’s dangerous

x

In the south

There were tornados in the night

Can you imagine?

Too many don’t have to

You wouldn’t see it

You hear the train

If you can hear

The sounds of what you know

Changed into splinters

Horrifying

x

You might go dark

Deeper in, that is

Or might be missed

(tornados leap this way)

Or under things

That fell

But living

Needing to be found

x

And a factory nearby

Exploded of all things

Also last night

And people inside

Sorry

Some were killed

Others hurt

And people missing

While searchers search

Press conferences are held

Because

They have to be

x

Another factory

Not so far off

Went this way

Some days ago

I don’t think

It’s a conspiracy

But these destructive

And frightening

Severities

Must be taken seriously

x

Last night’s inferno

Costing

Families

The ones torn up

For good

And those in the community

Losing, too

x

You see,

The people in this factory

Made candy

Of all things

In fact for decades

And should have been

With all the chocolate offerings

Just in time for Easter

x

Now associations

Snow-driven winter

Romantic Southern nights

Anticipation of confections

Well,

The fears will have to go somewhere

Coping mechanisms

Mechanized

(as in ready to go)

Let hope

Like grace doctrinally

Abound

x

So I’m sad

Maybe I don’t know how

To take it in

To breathe vicarious

In addition to my

Own intake

For, well,

My own

Somewhat depressed

I deal in this

And have had counseling

And medication

x

The day’s been gray

With rain

Not life-threatening here

Persistent

Cold and dull

Is all

And enervating

x

I thought about errands

And such

Then thought better

Thinking it better

Or maybe better would have been

To go out

Get wet

Do something

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White Out

(x = space)

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White Out

x

There was hardly any winter;

Now I am nostalgic

x

As I get old

The immediacy of snow

Has sometimes frightened me

x

Am I ready?

(knowing I’m not ready)

x

But now I miss the falling

And the settling

x

Not the extremes, of course,

Or the extremes of heat in summer

But enough that says

Winter is allowed

In our land

x

And I might walk in it

Again

x

So I’m learning, still

(so are you):

I hadn’t thought more generally

And with some surprise

That the bildungsroman

Has never

Finished

x

It goes on bildung-building

(education)

And as roman

A story

Of many chapters

Or a song with many stanzas,

Key transitions,

D. S. to the coda

For life is repeated

Many times,

It seems

Or even improvised

x

And of Shangri-La philosophy

(moderation in all things)

Maybe the winter

Shall return

With some climatic glory

And less (less) fearfulness from

Me

And should anyone

Who feels this way

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World Water Day

(x = space)

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World Water Day

x

Today is Water Day

And everyone deserves a drink

Of safe water

Drinks throughout the day,

In fact

Or, as my nephew used to say

When a child

Overhearing,

Drink up, Shriners

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That didn’t mean water

Though

We mean water

Accessible and easy

Without lead in

Flint

Or lack of pipes at all

In western Africa

Or flooding that makes pipe-works

Dangerous

Across the land

And ‘round the world

x

Who digs wells,

Who makes the pipes

xxxxxLays them

xxxxxAnd keeps them?

Why, that would be us

x

This is our responsibility

Since we decided that civilized

Is a good thing

Some thousands of years ago

Then when we discovered microbes

In the water

And later on

When we knew

We had

Polluted everything

x

This is not nature

This is human

Our human responsibility:

Safe water for everyone

Everywhere we are—safe

And provided for

The things of nature,

Too

x

Greed

Gets in the way

And inertia

But there is great energy

And energetic interest

In

Sating all agendas

x

The time is needed, yes,

And

You know

The money

So give the money

x

Let the people work;

Let all people drink;

It’s ethics,

Even anthropology

That is

Why the peoples of the Earth

xxxxxRise, maintain,

xxxxxOr fall

x

Let’s have the world

Let’s have the world have water

First

Today

Into tomorrow

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