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Almost Heaven

Almost Heaven

(phrase from artist John Denver)

 

Kanawha, Nicholas,

Greenbrier counties

 

Earth gives way

To water and to fire

In the anger of the

Skies

 

Prometheus surrenders

To the whim of

Dionysus,

 

Touched with the

Power of Poseidon

And sport-attitude

Of Zeus

 

We reach over gods

Toward better

Intercession,

 

Praying for the

Tendril touch that

Holds the earth

And sky

 

And all the heavens

 

Because on land and

Other West Virginia

Lives, an ocean’s

Upheaval falls

 

Drowning, splitting

The ground on

Which we alive yet

Strive to stand

 

 

West Virginia Flooding Kills 24; Search and Rescue Efforts Continue

https://weather.com/news/news/west-virginia-flooding-severe-weather-outbreak-news-impacts

http://www.fema.gov/disaster/4273

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Psalm 46

Psalm 46

 

A new world comes

And some would say

It’s here

 

By your hand, we might

Live in better days

 

The images we make

For politics or

Entertainment

 

Are wrung through

With shiny fakery

 

I think our new day

Will arrive,

 

Lord,

 

When we learn to say

I love you to the ground

And to the air

 

And to the wind we

Cannot see but truly

Feel and have:

 

When we learn the

Value of unseen things,

 

We can say I love you

To each other

 

Then your new day is

Manifest

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Gutted

Gutted

 

Walking through the house

Was strange: your

House that burned, now

Skeletal and

Perpendicular

 

Beams and cross-beams,

Bannister askew—rooms

Awash

 

In neutral shades of earth

And ash,

 

An appliance here or there;

 

For all the blackened parts

And where textures are

Impressed with soot and

Shadowed particles,

 

The house we see

Could be

 

Rising from the ground

As new:

 

Save for a generation’s

Life, now endowed only

By memory as legacy,

 

Which I think you saw

Upon the bones of

Your remembered home,

 

As we all walked through

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Love is There

Love is There

(at any age, on any page)

 

Where?

 

Up?

If I look up,

will I see it?

 

Out?  If I go

outside, will I

be it?

 

Around the

world, where no

bound can

keep it?

 

Or deep inside,

where when I

hurt I hide it?

 

Love is there.

It’s everywhere.

 

Reach out;

we’ve earned

it.  Teach it, and

we’ll learn it.

 

Everyone of

Earth and

on

 

deserves

love from

birth to

build upon.

 

 

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Pins in Dolls

Pins in Dolls

 

I’m tired, and I wish

I could rest well

 

But pains like pins

Keep me awake

 

I wish I could resolve

These; I wish the

Witch or brujo

 

Would pull these

Unearthly prickles

Out

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Dawn-Calling

Dawn-Calling

 

Who calls dawn

 

One bird, two birds

I hope it’s at least two

 

No one should have

To call the new day

All alone

 

At such a time, there

Should be company

 

And, if it works out,

Friendship through

The morning

 

That’s how I’d like to

Start the day

With someone near

 

To know me now

When the day begins

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Failing Night

Failing Night

 

Just after five—

I have not been asleep

 

Pain shoots through

My leg, a single line

Of nerve

 

As if a wire was pushed

Through inside

 

Then something threw

A supernatural switch

Tripping a low current

Of too-warm, electric

 

Sting without

Cessation

 

Pulsing through tired

Muscle and protesting

Vessels

 

Having surrendered

Day’s labors into

Aspiration’s night of

Negligent awareness

Barely keeping guard

 

Letting go of awake

To turn into dream

 

In hope to re-knit and

Repair stretched

Measures in the body

And the mind

 

It’s a cycle that’s

Supposed to work

 

Why then is pain

Ruining what I’ve made

 

Not fair

 

I want to rest then rise

With good, hale

Consciousness beneath

The skin

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World on Fire

World on Fire

 

Several states in USA

Bear fire uncontrolled;

 

Persons have died—

Rampant destruction

Unrolls.

 

UN and news services

Cite the number at

Sixty-five million who

Are refugees, another

Moving blaze.

 

Venezuelans break

Into stores for food—

Don’t tell me poverty

 

And want do not burn,

For they are always

Afire.

 

Politics burns as well,

Violence in discourse:

 

No civility here, thank

You—we’d rather talk

Through bared teeth;

 

Unseasoned anger is

A flame as well.

 

In extinguishing the

Fires, cooling help that

Even overwhelms

Then washes is virally

Needed to calm soon-

to-be charred, hollow

Hearts:

 

Water of

 

Hope, strength for the

Mind with all our literal

Muscle that can

 

Rescue a planet and keep

It safe, even joyful in a

Future (how about later

Today?)

 

Dewy and thankfully

Damp day.

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modest gathering

modest gathering

 

Here is some verse I’d like to share.  First a few haiku, inspired by the natural world.  Then a poem about pie.

 

(1)

Over northern sky

Aurora Borealis

Amazes our world

 

(2)

Over southern sky

The Aurora Australis

This locus astounds

 

(3)

Horses are aware;

They don’t care who wins because

Horses want to run

 

(4)

Horses who stand still

Are wiser than we, for they

Know quiet learning

 

Pie Outside Can’t Hide

 

Crimp pie crust

Not too hard, ‘cause

Dust to dust

 

Enjoy the crimp

With elf and imp

 

Like will-o-the-wisp

When fall is crisp

We bake our wares

To cool on stairs

 

Steam sprite-rises

No surprises

Wafting dessert:

Magic food alert!

 

(Gradmama the other day used a couple of words I like, so I added them in here.  Kind of like trying new ingredients in a pie.

https://mumbletymuse.com/)

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