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Untimely

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Untimely

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I want to sense

The world around me

I suppose most of us do

Even if the world

Has been

An awful place

From time to time

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It is our home

It’s what we have

And should we leave

Before it’s time

Our absence will be

Missed

By angels in the cosmos

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There will be keening

As the rings of heaven

Move against

Each other

In a way

They’re not supposed to

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for all the children killed in schools

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Kids hopscotch game in playground.

Photo by Eric Tompkins on Unsplash

Silver Springs, Florida, USA

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Job Interview

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Job Interview

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Job interview

Nervous

Will I find the place

In time?

Will I make a good

Impression?

Will I make

An impression of me?

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Will I go along

With everything?

Will I make

Promises I do not want

To keep?

Will I be wanted?

Will that be

A good thing?

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Time to

Get everything together

Hope for good directions

Go

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Everyone is a friend to another.

Photo by Anusha Barwa on Unsplash

Rourkela, India

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Unwind

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Unwind

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Unlike unraveled,

Unwinding is good

The keeper of the maze

Has rested

Restrung her thread

And we are ready

For a puzzle

We are ready for adventure

On the smaller side

A kind to enjoy

From chairs

With drinks on small tables

To one side or the other

Simple games

With easy rules

Something to rest into

If we doze, it doesn’t matter

This is an easy day

A gift

From the graces

While the muses play

And otherwise shut out

Shut off

The noise we do not need

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a kind of companion piece to yesterday’s posting

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Colorful Fabrics

Photo by Kayvan Mazhar on Unsplash

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Unwound

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Unwound

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After conflict

There’s thinking

It should have never

Happened

Cooler, take indifferent

Heads should have prevailed

At the start

Before

Before the mess

The knotted

And unraveling,

Twisted the way that

Things twine now

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Not in the midst of

What’s going on

There’s getting by

Day to day

Hoping to wake somehow

Into something new

Something

Miraculous, so filled

With grace

That penitence

Weeps for relief

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Somehow with

An uncertain thread

From Ariadne

Now betrayed,

The maze

Should be resolved

And we

Regain

The air outside

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Photo by Terri Bleeker on Unsplash

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Wake-Up Gospel

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Wake-Up Gospel

(John 10:25)

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My works I do

Show God

They testify of me

Jesus did that

And says it every time

We read or hear it

He shows

And says it again

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Works righteousness

Alone,

Some say

Indulgences for sin

Is close

When works as

Polity and practice go wrong

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Indulgence on a decorated paper

Certified

Purchased

Ahead of time for sin

This doesn’t happen anymore

Reformation

Counterreformation

Timing keeps them apart

Though unity

Should bring them near

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Then there are

The Evangelicals

The siblings

The independents

They are seen

And heard

Close in doctrine

But there is the edifice

The cathedrals

The state churches

The republic in the Vatican

What shall be done

With these?

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Still, there could be

A table

‘Round whose delegates

Might bring a gift

For conversation

Each thing distinct,

Each thing to say

We are here

And we have something

To make it better

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Then everyone could talk

And everyone could listen

The works of God

That show God

Could be manifest

Together rise

Against decline

Against blooded

Or bloodless war

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There could be peace on Earth

Well, some of it

Bless-ed assurance,

All that’s needed

In God

In each other

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SOURDOUGH

Photo by Conor Brown on Unsplash

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Nos Temps Perdu

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Nos Temps Perdu

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Bad memories

Shameful

We wince

But it’s okay

Freudianism aside

(which I guess

we cannot do,

not entirely)

They are over now

We don’t have to

Live them

There should be

Some knee-jerk

Relief in this

We don’t have to live them

More than once,

The once that lived them

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There’s much to do,

Of course

Therapy and such

And telling those

Who must be told

While learning

Not to tell it again and again

To ourselves

Or live them

Many times more

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Enough ownership

To say

That happened

It’s made a difference

Here it is

A thing that

Doesn’t have to rule

My nerves

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Then there are

The good parts:

Learning

Or sometimes simply pleasure

Recalled from

Good things that have happened

If we’re going to live in memory

From time to time,

There are

The good parts, too

And, oh yeah, there is today

Where we are now

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Hello

Doctor

Name

Continue

Yesterday

Tomorrow

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Machine memory

Human memory

Both have glitches

Both can be recollected

Let go or kept in health

With clarity

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National Parc of Tassili n’Ajjer, Algerian Sahara, near Djanet, rock engravings (7000 years old)

Photo by Azzedine Rouichi on Unsplash

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Abashed

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Abashed

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We say things

As we do

I’m not sure why

Maybe there is

Something to that

Small angel character

With the devil on

The other side,

Which we’ve seen and heard

In cartoons

Maybe the devil and the angel

Each tell us

What to say

We must decide

Then brush the other off

Both will come back in

The next episode

When we must

Choose again

And act accordingly

The devil, you say

We say

We don’t say

The angel, you say

Maybe in shame,

The kind

That got us

Kicked out of Eden

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Photo by serena saponaro on Unsplash

Ferrara, FE, Italia

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Youse

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Youse

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I should go to sleep

Again

I haven’t tried all night

Enjoying peace, I think

The chance to think my thoughts

Without

Explosions

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I have my coffee

And a couple of French rolls

Outside the window,

The view

Is clear

Well-defined—early morning,

Lack of humidity,

I don’t know

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In this moment

And maybe only this one,

It is a gift

I have been given

The start of day

And brief clarity

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A bite, it’s good

A sip

A thought

Trying to enjoy an easy feeling

Like slow jazz

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I hope you have a good day

I haven’t

Said that for a while

Not that

I don’t think it

Every time I do this

You deserve it

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I don’t know what

Adventures might

Be launched

Or the first steps taken

Unbeknown

Unaware

Not that it’s all romance

It’s not much romance

Really

But I think to throw a coin,

Not knowing where

The nearest designated

Well might be

Inviting you to wish

In the fine day

I hope you have

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Yes, it takes the start of day

Whenever that

Might happen, since it’s

Changeable

Some clarity in

At least two kinds

Of sky

Brief lack of worry over

Food and drink

Now something good

Can begin

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note

Youse is probably distinctive of my country.  It’s common in the Northeast.  If I were in Pittsburgh and the region there, I might say y’ins.  Apologies.

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youngsters huddling together

Photo by S. H. Gue on Unsplash x

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Out of the Not so Silent Planet

(x = space)

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Out of the Not so Silent Planet

(on a Wednesday)

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On the hump day

(bless the camel)

Or on any day

We might turn to God,

Which can be a matter of

Turning inside,

Somehow

We acknowledge God

That voice inside

And coming from the outside

Coming from you

Inspired or directed

Seeming

Happenstance, perhaps

We listen

We should listen

No matter if there’s sound

We also learn

Through touch or taste

Of other of the senses

Listening in time

Receiving new instructions

That might say

Stop, be here with me

A while

Then move on

Or might say

Move on, now

We stewards of the realm

Will have our orders

In this funny place

Where there is a monarch

Everyone else

A steward charged with

Variously

Caring for the realm

To move it forward

Into safety and progression

For the approval

Of the other worlds that

With our Lord

Do watch us now

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