God Love You like a Lizard
God love you like
A lizard
You know the
Small
The salamander kind
Green or red or brown
But made
Just right for all impulses so
To thrive
To move with halting grace
Through life
To dine upon whatever
Then to sleep among
Warm rocks and sheltering leaves
When its world
Is all right
Around it
Yes
Love and the
Lord
Like the eagle
Too
With expansive and majestic
Wings
And the beak that promises
To tear many things
Asunder
(yes
my dear
like lizard's flesh)
But don’t forget the lizard
(in its primacy)
With all its wonder
Small
Green
Or red or brown
Unassuming
Fit
With nature
And the cosmos
In its
Tiny
Tiny
Role
Inside creation
And via its (tiny) role
Above
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For
June is
For
The end of spring
The summer of surprise
June is for
Berries
For first imagining
Of an adventure
All again
In green
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(MidAtlantic USA—you could write where and how it is for you)
Photo by Julie Blake Edison on Unsplash
(maybe) it’s not that easy
we find
an abstract
verdant image
is it a meadow
or a forest of
a hemisphere's summer
(someone) looking
up
or
(more) fancifully
is it the capillary network
in a frog
sometimes it isn’t easy
being green
sometimes with any number of
means
by interests
it’s easy
(well
if) with being hard
having green
lives
hale
on green worlds
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there is referenced the song “Bein’ Green” by Joseph G. Raposo, famously sung by Kermit the (green) Frog
photo by Artur Łuczka on Unsplash
(x = space)
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Pastures Green
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We ask you
You are near
To take us with you
After
As you let us go
Before
With this strange back-and-forth
The holding
Letting go
For the between
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The life we know
Best we can
Or may
Given potential
And our choices
Matter more
Until
They done
Evolving to obedience
Rejection
Nothing more
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To train like angels
To rebel
Like angels
To resolve
The war in heaven
So that admittance
To the new Earth
Is allowed
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A heaven
Made for one
Which was hell’s agenda
Now thrown open
Like windows
Upon spring
From mansions
To interpret
A party in the courtyard
With victory overwhelming
All remembrance
Love and food
For news
Living water all around
For
Life and safety
Wings and colors
All released
For good
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Photo by Immo Wegmann on Unsplash
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The Green Pastures, a great movie, I recall (see it, hear it)
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“pastures green” in the lyrics of “Brother James’s Air”
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(x = space)
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Beatitudo
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Where did this quiet
Come from
With the light angling inside
Yellow for benediction?
It is a gift
Of spring’s first day
It is happenstance
I don’t care
I’m thankful
For the quiet
And the colors
And the benediction I’m
Taking these to be
Thanking the one who blesses
Everything
In creating
And renewing
Like green rising from brown
Made and remade
And by the way
A gift of oxygen
For us
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Photo by Chetan Kolte on Unsplash
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(x = space)
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two poems for July
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Watch Your Dogs
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Dogs don’t like fireworks
Many veterans don’t
All kinds of people
Be with them
Sit with them
Support K-9 programs
Support people
Not everyone likes fireworks
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Hello, July
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Hello, July
It’s hot and humid here
Not much more to say
But, well
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There’s a lot of green
And other colors, too
Not like fall
But everything that lives
Does fly and otherwise
Visit us a season
As if
Forever’s come to call on
Bees and butterflies
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The fireflies
Still have a season
Though, like strawberries,
They flourish in June
Around here
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Storms appear and fall
Blow things around
Hot and wet fronts bumping
Around
Generally, we say
We need the water
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Flavor of Hibiscus
Photo by Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash
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(x = space)
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End of June
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Six-thirty on six-thirty
June is ending
In the north it’s bright
There might be
Evening cool
And somewhere nightingales
Calling to the larks of dawn
July rising
Count the days
June hath thirty
The next month one day more
The summer count of days
(south it’s winter)
Continues
So green in places
Not yet time to think
Of turning into autumn
A peak of season’s glory
In our minds,
Trying to soften
Angles and edges
Of a hardened world
While green means life
And some might say retreat
Shade is good
And breezes, too
Moments for gratitude
And summer supplication
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Photo by Karl Hedin on Unsplash
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(x = space)
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Taproot
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The brown blade sinks
And feeds the seed
That was a part
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Seeds that sleep through
Cold time
Far enough
North or south
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Something new and all the same
For being new
Will rise in spring
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The Colors of Nature Caught on a Hike
Photo by Don Raridon on Unsplash
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