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Morning Walk

Morning Walk

 

I want a normal day so much

One with sunshine through the leaves

Pleasure in the shade

And also where it’s bright

 

I want a street to walk along

Houses, maybe businesses

Enough to make a neighborhood

I don’t expect a “Howdy, neighbor!”

 

But real people, living

Publicly, trying to do their best

Enough to hope that privately

Private things are being worked out

 

It doesn’t have to be my place

My home, my town

This might be only a morning long

But as a present thing, it would be grand

 

C L Couch

 

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Floating Illusions

Floating Illusions

(title in the pile of stories to be read)

 

The confession of it is

That I’m glad to be here

And for the moment, for today

Don’t have to be

Nowhere else (I play with

the negative)

Or elsewhere

Even if it’s Christmas every day

The good parts

I’ll stay in my mortal place

Where time rolls

And I think I’m on the stepping stones

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by John Spencer on Unsplash

 

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Earthly-Minded

Earthly-Minded

 

Ponder nothing

Take it as it comes

Pondering was yesterday

Then for an hour as a follow-up

Now is the time

For spirit to meet flesh

We have to do something mortal

And again

It’s time, and it’s the life we have

There might be a spark of

The divine

Not to forsake

But there’s the sun with

Outside colors

We must get started

There’s a road

It will not shine this way again

There was a sign

Or simply some hardheadedness

We’ve packed books

Paper and pen with which to write

Impressions

On adventuring

Time to go

The better things are waiting

It’s all right, it’s all still there

Please don’t be ready

A few things, sure

I don’t think we should wait that long

Ourselves

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Josh Appel on Unsplash

Washington Square Park, New York, United States

 

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Sun’s Already for a Break

Sun’s Already for a Break

(am I)

 

It’s later in the morning

Than I like to write

Pre-pre dawn is fine

But I was going through some

Things

Last night and couldn’t resist

A few more boxes first thing this

Morning—proof I don’t know how

To live

I found some old course papers

Kept a few, since I’ve discovered

Sometimes schools really want

To see such things

Kept some student work beside, because

It was good

I notice I’m breathing

A little more, now

Now I’ve had a chance to lift and sort

Keep and throw out

Pleased to have thrown out things

A few less boxes from the office

Or the office

Or the cubicle

I’m here now, and what I do is

Here for now

Well, I know

I’ll probably like the coffee

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

 

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Fall on Your Knees

Fall on Your Knees

 

A new and glorious morn

For no reason other than arriving

Nothing special

Meaning all things are

 

Look for saints outside,

Dodging puddles

Miracles in coffee cups

Epiphanies while

Sliding on coats and gloves

 

It’s the oddest day, today

For being normal

It’s stunning and spectacular

For no reason at all

Except for what it’s earned

In being here

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash

West Hollywood, United States

 

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Attending Nuclei

Attending Nuclei

 

The spirit of God

Moves across the water

In the bathtub, not because

It’s trivial but because

It’s everywhere

Breathing, laughing, cajoling

Cleaning

As a spirit of God should

 

Present at creation, making

Things happen, here

And there

Inside the tree but not the tree

 

Taking part in everything

That’s made

And with us when

We’re washing dishes

More water

 

Water and air, we need them

Nothing lives without them

Except maybe anerobic cells

That might still cry out

From time to time

For a sip

Adding a speaker to

The microscope to hear

For all the cells

 

For all the grocery lists

For prayer at breakfast

For flat tires and new children

New cells on everyone

Everything that every second frames

 

Here endeth not so much

A lesson;

Here starteth—starts–a

Day of days worth knowing

Because when we want,

We find

The day and knowing it

Astounding

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Camilo Fierro on Unsplash

 

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It Happens to Be Now

It Happens to Be Now

 

It isn’t often to my eyes when

The light is pink outside

Not with drama or ensemble

But an even tone, the sky all its own

And, yes, it’s daybreak

I turned hot water on, and at first there was

Not steam but a film across my vision,

Vague and even

This is the start of an unspecial day

It’s 23 November

Day after JFK, C. S. Lewis, Aldous Huxley

(many more we cannot name)

 

Nothing new but its own time

Prepossessing seconds to release

Like dropping jewels from a story-pirate’s chest

Upon the Earth in outside, mortal time

Profundity in kind

Wisdom at the ready for, well,

Yes, anyone

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Max Ostrozhinskiy on Unsplash

 

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Not a Judgment Call

Not a Judgment Call

 

I think you should have

A wonderful day

You deserve it

You’ve been working hard

And if you haven’t,

Well, that takes some skill

In a world where

Busyness has become the virtue

This is not about perfection

No one can have that

This side of things

It’s about a treasure you

Don’t have to dig for

A reward for living through

What has gone before

What is happening now

It’s a reward for living

Believe me, have earned it

 

This is not a moral judgment

Not my purview,

Thank goodness

Not today

Not now

 

If you’re good, then that is

A treasure, too

If you’re so-so, then there’s a long

Bench for all of us to sit on

Join us

If you’re bad

I mean as a quality

(you’re that committed)

Then something will find you

I won’t have to

And you can have this day as well

No charge

 

No charge?

Well, that’s not right

It’s the cost of what went on

Before

And a little something to leave

For the living, after

Even for tomorrow, while

We’re all here

And while you’re here

I think you should have

A wonderful day

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Artem Kniaz on Unsplash

Kopernyka Street, L’viv, Ukraine

I took this photo on Lviv street (Ukraine) last summer. Such scene appears in this city every year above road, that is why it was a little bit hard to take this photo, cause I must lay down on road, but it was busy by cars, so I waited until street will be free.

 

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Last of the Dog-on-Porch Poems

(3)

 

 

A Lesson from the Story

 

In The Horse and His Boy

A young person is punished

In the way she caused

The wounding of another

Aslan is very present there

In Narnia

Potent and immediate

The good thing is that

Judgment’s taken care of

Neither need worry over it again

 

A moment’s wrong

Another’s retribution

And we are clean with God

Again

Not bad, pre-Apocalypse

Before the book is opened

One last time

For good

 

 

A Grown-Up Narrative

 

Some adults with ADHD

Say they don’t like the medication

I understand

They feel the edge has been

Worn down

Lacking what is needed

Sharp awareness to get through

Each day

I understand

And, seriouser still,

The feeling that oneself has

Been worn down, too

Filed in every way

 

I have a medication that

Calms me down

Cools me

I’m thankful for it

Am I less of me?

I think parts of me that haven’t

Got to surface very much

Now have a chance for rising

And for air

 

Am I less of me?

If I am, is that so bad?

The peacefulness, it might

Be worth it

For the fuzzying of awareness

(I know what’s around me)

The challenge of the

Deeps of spirit I must swim against

I feel for those like me

Like themselves

Who favor the back stroke or the

Breast stroke

When one should not have to be

In the pool

I know it’s more than metaphor

Metaphor’s a pointer

Everything gets real

After that

 

 

Not Tonight, I Have a Headache

 

I’m sorry

I never got it right, you know

I must have a life

To offer it

I must have built something

And I didn’t

Praise and all impressiveness

To those who have

Who found enough for themselves

And to share

That is the way

That is the way of life

It secures the present and

Leans into the future

 

 

C L Couch

 

 

Image by creisi from Pixabay

ecumenical?

 

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