over somewhere
I wake up alone
and sad
maybe not for loneliness
but in what happens
when
it’s applied
I’m thinking of
Judy Garland’s character in The Wizard
of Oz
singing about the rainbow
really how to go beyond
and more on what left’s behind
not so much on what
she’ll find
since
after all
she doesn’t know
except that
troubles there somehow should melt
foreshadowing
what should happen to a magic foe
in water
leaving the word monotoned
to find the color
that
the screen provides
Oz
the paradise
the peril
and it seems tornadoes must decide
the timing and the means
as if
disaster act like prophecy
shortly after singing
all the wishes
which we might forget about as well
on the other side
in
say
living color
there
like my family room back then
watching with
well
you know
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Kermitage
I’d like my alone place
To have
Green
I’d like to sing
And ride a bicycle
And live
Some parts of animated
Miracles
I’d like some time to contemplate
And then I’d like my green self
To find
Company with others
Maybe on a sunlit street
Or on a grander set
Or if a pond
A pond
That might be a homecoming
Anyway
Some place small or large
With people small
And large
Who look like me
Or never shall
And so be wonder to me
Maybe to
All
All the time
Green
And otherwise
My being green
At
Least in part
Forever
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alonely
who sang that song
you know
that in a crooning line
about
being so lonely
and who was it
sang
that naturally
is lonely
and how awful is it
really
how far
against the law
all right
if one
were better nature
we would each
have one’s own planet
and we don’t
we have
interlocking parts
quite
frankly
maybe starting with
our fingers
we see into
something
when
we see
into
each other
eyes
not required
we have tingling senses
spider-people
when
we’re sure that someone’s
in the room
with
us
and
yes
of course
we have our voices
that
talk
that reach
through space
or on some paper
through
machines
again
voicestrings
unrequired
we get across
somehow
a message
when
we’re dedicated
to
the messaging
even
urgently
we find each other
speak
silent
say
we need to say
and yet
the bodies have their skins
and in
no way
can we be
each other
and when not
together
there is one
alone
surroundings may not matter
and isn’t there
some goodness there
sometimes
in face
when we think of it
quite often
and shall
the hour
go well
in which we think
reason
consider a resolve
to this issue
and that
one
(sometimes that one)
goodness
we might
write
you know
(you know been
known
to happen)
and so
the goodness
even of the Lord
who made us
one by one
even by one
sometimes by minutes
in between
the twins
of things
the Lord shall
love us
one
by one
by one
and
yes
for sweetness
when
we’re all together
by the way
and by the way
of all things
showing that we’re joined
on planet Earth
in systems
solar
in all companionship
through which is ringed
frankly
the gravity
separate
ringed together
cosmos
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break/dance
in other words
(and
do I mean
at base
at heart)
please
allow
sit
still in
need
be quiet
when alone
then
talk with other
or others
who might be there
who come along
or might be asked
by you
or yet another to
join
then get up
and get on
with the day
we have
as gift
even
smally
domestically
and
don’t worry
the universal wonder
and the joy
are
coming
too
if later when
we don’t know
(and how about
we don’t merchandize
on this)
day
gift
alone
together
break
dance
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(x = space)
x
x
Heartfelt
x
I haven’t slept
My computer wants to update
I won’t let it
I don’t want that now
I want to sleep
The sun is rising
I can see the V from here
(the angle
in the tree)
x
Words
Thoughts
Fears
Then turn it off
And try again to sleep
I can’t do anything today
No appointments
Only analgesics
Lack of sleep
And eating when I rise
Each time
Which sounds like fun
And passes time
But is stupid
Really
x
I’ve had this diagnostic guess
That the insomnia
Is made worse
By indigestion
Not to mention sinus problems
And
You know
Having a heart that functions
Normally for someone
Twenty years older than I am
x
Sigh
Rest
Better food
At better times
Maybe Mediterranean
Easy exercise
In pleasant ambient air
And the air at night
To move and not move
In optimal
Waves and bouts
x
Who else has these diagnostics
Who else is going through this
There is no
Lone wolf in nature
I need my pack
Something for the herd instinct
Foraging
With accountability
x
Lord
Don’t leave me alone
Company for misery
If no more
x
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x
x
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x
(x = space)
x
x
Something on a Shelf
(for anyone feeling alone)
x
I don’t want to steep
In bitterness
The tea that’s made
Isn’t worth the drinking
Perhaps not even with
The sugar of
Someone else’s kindness
x
Try again
From the start
Set aside that substance
(trash it later)
There is an old jar or a new one;
If you remember,
There was savor
In the substance
In the memory
Now a promise of renewal
x
Try it now
Reach, if possible
Remember what’s worth remembering
Almost a guarantee of renewal
In the trying
x
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x
x
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x
(x = space)
x
x
The Magician’s Children
(Christmas 2020)
x
It’s a magic time
The animals will talk at midnight
x
Light of many colors
Will shine inside and outside
Of hours
And tall buildings in the city
x
People who don’t believe
Will be quiet for a while
Almost in honor of the child
x
Christmas might be
A chore for them,
But they take the quiet anyway,
Until the noises of the morning
In the household begin
x
And there are those who will be quiet
Because they are the only ones,
Each one in a home of sorts
To bring in the day
On one’s own
x
Each one has a job
To send out the peace
Just beyond, until the next one
Take it,
Send it out in thought or feeling
Or a prayer
x
Others will be so busy
But the lonely could do this
x
Create a spirit-band across the world
Through many places,
Many nations,
Many destinations
That can’t be reached yet
x
Someday, perhaps
When we have enough health,
Enough determination,
Enough interest in the risk
x
Merry Christmas to each one
And from each to everyone
Live in peace for a day
And remember that a day
Can be an age
x
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x
x
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Ozero Turgoyak, Челябинская область, Россия
Ice on the Lake Turgoyak
x
walkabout
bildungsroman
coming of age
if this happen later,
we call it a midlife crisis
three score and ten
we want more time for
the journey
we’ve been on, anyway
but differently—
might we walk this together?
we are barriered by language
and the need for utterance
but on the inside, there is distance, too
what is willed
what’s autonomic
the bits of meaning that become
our thoughts
we are alone and alone
parts everywhere
like a hardware store
(no, won’t say a junkyard
though I like the yard’s aesthetic)
I could say garden
or department store:
the idea is that everything’s in pieces
and there are connectors
bolts
screws
boxes in rows
fertilizer
(mulch)
ligaments
and neurons
so everything is disparate
and it’s not
if you take my hand when I pray,
the praying’s shared
we can share over distances as well
and when we say we die alone
I wonder
you may wonder, too
everything might go together
so much more than we know
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Alto del Perdón (or Sierra del Perdón) on Saint James way
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Ghost Walk
The past haunts it,
Doesn’t it
It walks with us at night
Well past the witching hour
Sometimes I am awake
On my side
Fearing that my heart might sometime explode
Figuratively but
A crisis with literally arrhythmic parts
It can be a problem
How do I stay awake
(too easily)
And how might I fall asleep again
(that’s hard)
There is an episode of The Dick Van Dyke Show
When, for fear of something, Laura doesn’t want to
Sleep, and so she flips up
All the switches in her house
Plays music and the television
And gets the neighbor to stay up
With her
And there are other alterations
And, you know, I’m sure
There is some resolution
(it’s a half-hour show),
Though I have no idea what that was
But the black-and-white imaging is invoked
When I can’t sleep or think about
The lack of sleep
In the middle of a night and wish for rest
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