bounty
give us
this day
so
let’s start
with that
and then the daily bread
to ask
then
the asking of
forgiveness that is
the gift
or mercy
plus
asking to be delivered from
where
we might have
been
by trap
even the trap of will
and let God’s be the realm of power
glory
we may not understand
and forever
that
we cannot understand
not yet
though we have will as well as need
to pray the day
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get, give as given
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Quality of Day
We have the day
Is all
It seems
And it can be good
Or bad
Or
Like as not
Indifferent
But
If a day
It is a day that God has
Given
And toward gratitude
Behooving
Except on evil days
We think
When
Gratitude is due
But God must have understanding
For even the virtuous
To rail
Then after
Maybe during
All
The cries
When thinking to leave or
To have left
And if left
To be a delight
Upon
Returning
Maybe a prodigal
Maybe a simpler turning
To
Have come back
Then still
To have the day and in
One way or another
Have
Share
Maybe share joy
And
Thus
If in a small contributing way
The next
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Questions and Answers
(easier than we admit)
God
It’s your day
As if there were a day
That was not yours
You know
Having made all of it
To call it
Day
Though we added names in time
And all of these do not agree
But
Maker of them
Anyway
And we should owe you something
For that
And you do have directives
Even as
The prophet asks on
Our behalf
What you might require
Might
Though really tell us must
Like the commandments from
The mountain
And yet
We take as options
Like
Speed limits in my culture or
Widespread fidelity in marriage
Having made
Knowing vows
And
Maybe vows
At all
You tell us to walk humbly
Carry justice and
Mercy
With us
Not because they’re easy but because
They’re necessary for
The health
And even happiness of the world
Of us
And someday
Penultimately perhaps
We’ll get it
And in time to express
And to practice
For
Impending judgment
Yes
But also for the sake
Of its own value
And the preference this walking gives
Toward
Living well
And having a whole world
(before the
last)
Of us
Micah 6:8
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a weather and a faith report (2 poems)
weatherized
so the snow falls
or something
falls
sometimes it’s hard to tell
and so to turn
the street is sounding
well
squishy outside
and all the shapes are white
though I can’t
tell
for sure
which means sleet
I guess
or freezing rain and I’m not sure
the difference
contrary weather so far
this winter
as I think
sleet
(or freezing rain)
is rain or snow that will not
make up its mind
which is
all right except a kind
of misery to be out
in
Saturday if church
we believe
we don’t believe
sometimes in the same person
often
in the same
in fact
I could say me
I could say
you
not
to judge or estimate
except to claim humanity
faithful
faithless
in each of us
temptations
evil as in the prayer
flaws as will worked out
or not
in Eden
a choice
then maybe an affiliation
lightly or heavily
to wear
and yet perhaps
not so much
a burden
as to worry through the seasons
we’re all right
with
the pleasure of peace
in life
also the joy
of
fun that God has made
we well
and heavenward we
Amish-like hope that we
move in
even assured
in faith
errors
are not sins
unless they are designed as
such
but sins we make
and
do not have to mean the end
but like mis-steps we
somehow mean
and can get over
can get up
can get help to lift
resume
the road again
pleasure
peace
joy
fun
resume again as they should
forgiven
redeemed
having gone first
admittedly
so we believe
we don’t believe
but
it ain’t over
Mister Berra
‘til it’s
over
and if gain
and re-gain the faith
it ain’t never over
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Open in Case of Regrets
Oh
It’s Friday
And a Valentine’s
And loneliness
The watchword of the day
Because
We culturally
Say so
Which is too bad since
Each day is a gift of twenty-four
With
Sixty minutes each
Which is one thousand four hundred
Forty for
A number that
Numerically
Is
Something of a gift to have
For each of us
And if you’re sad today
For whatever reason
Then
I’m sorry
By way of fractured sympathy
Since I don’t know you well enough
For whole
And
Still
I wish you well
And maybe you have those
Near
To whom
To reach
And there should be trust
To say
How are you
And may I tell you
How I am
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(next year replace the Friday with I don’t know a Saturday I should think)
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a poem for a prayer, a poem of a real story with (by me) a made-up lyric
first light
God
I ask again
for steps out of the pit
for evil to be vanquished
(the
antique word)
if only enough for
daylight enough when a
last step is taken
and
even gray daylight
for a shadowed kind of existence
might
be reached
good
enough
evil down enough
to raise me up
with all good comrades
here
(good perhaps another antique
word)
enough
if once street-level
we might
if
we may
talk with you some
more
the time when Seamus Heaney had to write something
(based on a story he told us)
she said
on arriving at the party
to find that
everyone had brought a gift
to the poet
well
go upstairs and write something
and then
I suppose he read
to us
what we had written
for the family
and in particular the baby
as in
you are born
and now you are named
you have been christened and so
liturgically
official
and we glad to know
what
to call you
for first your parents have decided
though
the law of nicknames might
apply
welcome
baby
from the mind of God
into the world
earthly and when things are allied
celestial
(Heaney visited the school, not yet a Nobel laureate)
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drop of love
(a phrase by GraceoftheSun)
which has me think
of the Rubaiyat
of Omar
Khayyam
(because I guess there
could
be other rubaiyats)
in which
we
famously do
read
a loaf of bread
a jug of wine
and thou
(translated)
and maybe such a drop
could be poured
from
such a jug
to share and make the love
sometimes in wine and often
in poetry
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Thanks, Grace!
https://graceofthesun.com/gesture/
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an eccentric consideration of whose day with bows and arrows
Valentine’s
in a little while
(there
you have a free reminder)
named
and erstwhile remembered
for a saint
with followers
and they sent notes of
love
that was encouragement
against prison also
persecution
generally
wherever the believers might have lived
or might have had
to hide
we’ve added pink and lace
cut flowers
with
of course
the chocolate
at least for those not allergic to
chocolate or
flowers
or lace or pink
for whom we learn
what else might delight
and so
acquire and present these
and I guess
it has become a day
for two
and not for more
and not for
one
and
sorry
we put pressure on ourselves
at any number
that might have started
in some places with
peers and
cards
and crafted mailboxes
in classes
and maybe there was a rule
that everyone
give
everyone a greeting
and how socially
disastrously
all that might have gone
and
then
we grew into
the grown-up versions
of all that
so that might I aske
simplicity
anew
to pinkly and lacily approve
however many
shall
have the day and night
of Valentine’s
I’m sure
the eponymous hagiographic presence
would be
pleased
as there might be something to
the ministry
of saints
for each
and two
and three of more
and
all of us
have a good
pink or unpink
day
n.b.
and oh
yes
we let Cupid in
the imp from ancient Grecian
lore
to shoot
two hearts with love
and so
eccentrically
and maybe in reverse-order show
that
love hurts
so
my
we might the candy
after all
n.b. 2
and we know
or may
know
in that it’s
open for us that
God loves us
anyway
through our wisdoms
and our follies
even more than Cupid
who is
mischief
after all
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the USA penny
(for Lincoln’s birthday on the twelfth of February)
it is our first coin
it is ubiquitous
it is
of course
an honor
that goes both ways
in that
we might be honored to
carry him
say
in a purse or
in a pocket near the hip
or thigh
and should we
change
well
our change
when we’ve decided that we
don’t have to say
ninety-nine to avoid
calling
the next dollar up
maybe
the penny will go out
to the darkness
on the pages
inside
of
numismatists
we’ll carve his imagine onto
a greater coin or
print him
on a bill of altitudinous
value
or find
some way
still everywhere to have him
near
remembering
by what credit he may
own
(and
does)
the nation that
should be
ours
all
of ours
all
and so maybe toward
a virtuous
such an integral
legacy
as well
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penny floor tiling at the Maven Hotel
Denver, Colorado (USA)
yesterday I posted a poem for Presidents Day (USA), which for some reason I thought was yesterday and not a week from then; well, if you’re looking for something for the day, now you’ll be ready—and sorry
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