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Back from There Again

after heart surgery

 

Back from There Again

 

I’ve been there before

Ten years and then five

I will return because

I have to—heart devices have

Shelf life

 

Anxiety

Atavin

Teams of nurses, more medicos, the

Doctor

I have seen since the beginning

A new machine this time

Each time smaller,

More refined

With cybernetic features

I am maybe the

Sixty-thousand dollar man

Thanks to Medicare

Saint Jude Institute

 

I am sore

Of course, I am

I was just cut into

Efficiently and in a civil way

No one hurried, yet

They were done with me in time for

Dinner

Enjoyed with my sister

At a nearby place

 

I won’t be lifting, won’t be reaching

For a while

But I can express relief

Gratitude

First on the inside

Then start writing notes

 

C L Couch

 

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Personal Apocalypse

Personal Apocalypse

 

It’s only you and me, now

Everyone else is in abeyance

Prayers on deck or

Already in the waiting

Room

 

I should have an attitude

That lifts a heavy spirit

But what can I say

I fear the things so much bigger than me

And the loss of consciousness that

Certain operations bring

 

I will awake no doubt

To start the stanching where

I’ve been newly opened

There will be other healing, too

And slow life ‘til

Then

 

But while it’s only you and me, might

I ask for some return

Of grace:

Better days

Better hours

Coffee and morning, crackers and

Cola later in the day

And something to heat for

Supper

Cool water for the pills

 

Water for the spirit, the

Kind you walk me

By

According to an ancient promise

 

C L Couch

 

Muslims Forgive

Muslims Forgive

 

In case we forgot or never

Thought we heard,

Care for neighbors and

Forgiveness are Quranic

Values

In Arkansas, this is understood and

Filed when

The mosque

Was marred with unholy relics,

And someone was caught

 

The church

That means community

The mosque, the people there

Forgave

And helped the man with

Criminal and legal

Fees,

Lifting the weight of

Prison

 

And are there the violent who

Claim Islam

And Christian terrorists are

Part of the story and

Our practice, too

 

Which is to say

Many get it wrong

Yet the Muslims of Fort Smith

Had it right

And all is testimony now

Maybe in your story,

Too

You know this happens

 

C L Couch

 

http://www.newsweek.com/racist-defaced-mosque-swastika-and-muslims-paid-his-fine-keep-him-out-jail-767691

Muslims in Arkansas have paid a $1,700 fine to keep a vandal who defaced their mosque with a swastika out of jail.

“It shouldn’t be hanging over him for the rest of his life,” president of the Fort Smith Al Salam mosque, Louay Nassri, told ArkansasMatters.com.

 

forgiveness

http://blog.adw.org/2017/09/finding-forgiveness-through-the-magnificence-of-mercy-a-homily-for-the-24th-sunday-of-the-year/

 

Soon Will Be Tomorrow

heart surgery tomorrow

 

Soon Will Be Tomorrow

 

I go in tomorrow

It should be fine

City hospital

Doctor whom I’ve known proceeding

Heart device in

Part or whole replaced

I am nervous

I don’t do well in places of

Institution

And institutionalism

So how did I teach at schools so long

And why am I looking forward

To the next

Because what happens in these places

And I mean the school

Serves life

To make it better

And I mean the hospital

 

C L Couch

 

 

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Flocks by Night

Flocks by Night

 

Please keep safe the dogs

Keep our cats

And all our pets

Our farm and field animals

And all animals from

Or in the wild

We should do so much more

Domesticating animals is on us

We are responsible

To watch over them while

They provide for us

That’s how it works

 

C L Couch

 

pets

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Where Is Davy Jones and the Daydream Believer [prose-poem]

Where Is Davy Jones and the Daydream Believer

 

The news today is bearing down, pulling at me, down.  Police shot and killed a man in a church parking lot in York (county if not the city).  The man had numerous parking violations (tickets?) and tried to take his car and run down cops.  They shot and killed him.  Of course, they did.  They had to have.  It’s not the police; it’s the merger of everything: church (a Church of the Nazarene), a winter’s night, a man who thought his car should be a weapon, police doing what they must be even in an ancient sanctuary spot.  And all I’ve read and heard preceding this.  Too much.  Too many excesses.  Too many opposites that are supposed to merge but don’t.  Where is life in, where is the lifestyle in this.

 

C L Couch

 

 

http://www.wgal.com/article/police-incident-closes-part-of-susquehanna-trail-in-york-county/14768424

 

Back Home for Five Minutes

Back Home for Five Minutes

 

I pour tomato juice into a glass

Okay, it’s low-sodium V-8

But it’s like tomato juice

Shake in some celery salt, bought

For the occasion

Then I drink nostalgia

My father liked tomato juice this way

 

C L Couch

 

 

image posted at http://yourlifematterstogod.blogspot.com/2011/12/breakfast.html

 

Ice Castles

Ice Castles

 

It is so cold outside today

And I must go, ironically, to

The doctor’s

In pursuit of health, my heart

Might burst

I’ll try to leave

There was snow last night

I’ll try to clear the car

That needs inspecting, but it

Is so cold

 

Before leaving, I listen a story

Of a knight besieged

In a palace on the mountainside

In winter

 

C L Couch

 

Presents

Presents

 

It’s the day before the night

The day

We accrue and also let go

 

We work then must retire so that

In new time, it all might give

Again

It’s not a game, though everyone

Can win

Each one chooses

Each one gets involved

A family, however it’s

Constructed (one, two, how many)

 

A job

Bringing together love and money

Not mistaking either for the

The other

 

A home, which might have a roof of slate

Or wood or stone or maybe only

Stars

 

We live and move and have our being

We give

We get

We give

One cycle that is good and bears repeating

Risking boredom in redundancy,

Which will not happen

 

Have

A quiet night

Somehow without the noise of war

Lights in the snow

Subdued contributions from a hopeful

Color wheel

 

And a notion free from one sect

For a time

Believe or not

Or

 

Receive more simply

Peace on Earth

Merry Christmas

 

C L Couch

 

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