(x = space)
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Sidewalk
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Leaves and parts
Of leaves
Here and there
Brown from fall
Pressed down
By winter
Mission accomplished
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Green from spring
Ready to scoot
Along
Time for discovery
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C L Couch
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Photo by max fuchs on Unsplash
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(x = space)
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Monday’s Children
(coffee then reading, watching, hearing the news)
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It’s a Monday,
Blue and green
It’s Stephen King’s birthday
And tomorrow is the birthday of
Bilbo Baggins
And Frodo Baggins
The anniversary of
The big party underneath the big tree
Thank goodness for
Big trees
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Zendaya won the Emmy for lead actress
(though she is an actor)
On TV this past year
Since it’s a kind of peer review
And a mutual admiration
Society of a
Society I am neither in nor out,
I stay up with these things
Tangentially,
Though I’m glad for her
And her
Accomplishment
She must be well-supported
And did I squeeze a bitter grape just now?
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To all those who accomplish much,
I’m thankful
For those who have helped them,
More so
And for those who accrued
Through
No effort but the virtue of their own,
I am impressed as well as
Pleased, though it’s not about me
And it needn’t be
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Now, I read today that women make up
Fifty-one percent of my society,
While thirty-one percent are white men
Is this why we’re so
Frightened?
Fear leading to anger
Leading to sin
We burn the crosses, rig elections
Cheat the press to make the case
That we should be in charge
The new majority, by the way,
If we must count
In this fashion
We’ve known for a while will be
Hispanic or Latino,
Going as Latin-x these days
In spite of brimstone efforts
At the border, in the cities
This will happen
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I’m looking forward to the changes
And when the cap is taken off
Am I a traitor to my kind?
No, my kind
Is homo sapiens—
I can say for myself
That pinkish-pale or whatever
My skin is is interesting enough
But the color wheel is vast
And extraordinary (for being
ordinary)
And it is there
Or here—even the color blind
Know the textures change
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We are in this variegated world
In the flora
We are the fauna
We don’t need secret knowledge
Except as an exercise,
And bent has always been
The hiding of agenda
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Join me in the world
All the colors of the senses
(in this way,
synesthetes rule)
Patricians, even partisans
Let go
With everyone, take hold
Of what is good
What is love
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C L Couch
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Photo by Roman Bozhko on Unsplash
The Wheelhouse, Los Angeles, United States
Handlebar Tape at Wheelhouse Coffee
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Coeli
The sky is a
Wow
Blue
The kind a robin’s egg
Could say
Hey, you
My color came from you
The green is
Startling, too
As if to say
Surprise!
I was here,
All the time
In this humid place
Of climate change
(yes, it’s real
sorry, children
we’re leaving this
for you)
Maybe for
A change,
The rain last night
Cleared out
The steamy parts
For this morning
If so,
Thank you, rain!
When I lived
Higher up,
It used to happen this way
All the time
Clear sky after
Rain that cleans
C L Couch
Photo by Kambani Ramano on Unsplash
Sossusvlei Sand Dunes, Namib Naukluft Park, Namibia
Mother & Daughter
Prismatic
It’s math, you know
Yellow on blue and green
Make joy
Black and white equals
Good
All the colors are from God,
And they are gifts
That harmonize
The promise of a rainbow
The sign of Noah
A pledge not to
Destroy but leave things
To build
C L Couch

Psalm 38
a morning song
A normal day, at last
Blue sky and green leaves
The air is cool
Ablutions and then coffee
I sit here
Bird-song is low
Maybe birds are taking
Time to let this day
Herald itself
I sit here
With a cool current on
My back and liquid warmth
Close by: you give me
This peace, dear Lord
And my heart
Only begins, with what
Capacity it has,
To thank you
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