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Tentatively Yours

Tentatively Yours

 

If we are to heal,

There has to be a hope

That someday it will be complete

That all the things that festered

Will have finally unwound

From the brain, the heart

Any infected organs

That persistence of pain will

Be replaced

With something like assurance in

Confidence of being well

That the counting that has met

Each day

Now useless

Will give way

To errands, nothing much

A nothing kind of day

Wouldn’t that be nice

Wouldn’t that be lovely

To have a day that’s dulled by

Anything but pain

Not to be morose

For what I have

I’ll still wrap around mortality

Until the glorious surprise

Of the next thing

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Michael Anfang on Unsplash

 

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Lent 40

Lent 40

(hopscotch-counting)

 

Try again

Sometimes it’s hard

Though not harder and less rewarding than

A life inside a cage

Kept without a lock

 

Some count the season from day one

As I have counted

Some take out Sundays, a timeslip in

The forward flow of days

Any days that might allow for

Contrary feasting

Some leave the season longer

And forty is a metaphor

For wilderness experience

 

If we count forty from first Wednesday

We are here today

Triumphal entry, as it’s said

As songs are sung

As palms are waved in happiness

And salutation

For the one who’s here

 

While our invested time is closing

A passion time begins

When blood with flow with water

In a garden, on the streets, and

Later on a cross

 

What have we done?

What do we do?

How many who are cheering now

Will spit the words out later

Broken of humor into mocking?

How many will be caught

And tried by Caiaphas

With a nod to Pilate?

How many, at least, will try war

The worldliest of ways

In bids for freedom

With endings still debated in

The courts of heaven?

 

Well, we have something

We have had our season

And know without expectation

Any more than making

That another season follows

It’s today

The end and the beginning

Celebrate

But keep the palm fronds close

Maybe contrive a reminder

For the window sill

Over which we view into

The next spate of days

And on into forever

 

Take us with you

Some things we do alone

So many more need not

Go that way

We may go another

 

C L Couch

 

 

Photo by Peter Fogden on Unsplash

 

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For Those Who Wonder if

For Those Who Wonder if

 

For those who wonder if

There is a problem in old stories

That only those with blood

Can advance

You are the monarch because the blood

Of ancient times

Of your unknown kin

Goes through you

 

And that’s it

The magic works in you

You are on the way toward

Predetermined greatness

 

And those of us with water in our veins?

We can read

We can live in hope

But this is not for us

Our bloodless stories will not

Turn into magic

 

Except they can

 

Read the stories, like them

Don’t worry about unmatched inheritance

From Hemo the Magnificent

We have a better calling

Of a truer generation

We are here

We are now

 

We inherit the wind and the whirlwind

That is a real way

We make the present world

Of our lives

We are now

 

C L Couch

 

 

Abbazia di San Galgano

Abbazia di San Galgano

 

 

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Medieval Livelihood

Medieval Livelihood

 

It is a cold day

I like it

I’m not in an ice age

Not yet, anyway

Nor am I in exhile

Nor a refugee

From plague, war, or other

Vile happenstance

 

If I were,

If I had a family and a people

Now cleft,

Home destroyed

All scattered

All I might love

 

Then I might compose

As a different sort of wanderer

 

If I lived ten centuries ago

Or in one of many places

On the Earth just now

 

C L Couch

 

 

https://pxhere.com/en/photo/1009037

 

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Hero Today, Please

Hero Today, Please

 

Beneath Glastonbury tor

Lies who knows what

Maybe it’s better to

Let the legend lie

Until the ground is split

In later days

And the hero rises

 

This is what it means to be

A once and future story

So real a return is

Promised

We must have it again

In greatest need

 

And for now, each time

We need to have the tale told

In present time

In days requiring

Some solace while it’s raining

Or inspiration as of

A venial

Version of an

Easter morn

 

C L Couch

 

 

note

T. H.White wrote The Once and Future King, a novel.

 

 

Enrique Íñiguez Rodríguez (Qoan) – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=68496773

 

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Humaling

Humaling

(n) extreme fondness

 

What might I say to this

Endearment

 

Should it be felt toward

Me

 

I would be without peer

Except by those

Extremely loved

 

Not only loved by God

But by creation’s

Offering

 

Those who can choose

To love—and have

Chosen me

 

Perfect love is cast,

And I will have mortal

Love while in this

Life

 

May this expand

‘Til those who love

 

Encompass everything

Without condition:

 

A globe of endearment

Now

 

And heaven here

 

Word-High July: Welcome!

 

Maria of Doodles and Scribbles and I [that’s Rosema at rosemawrites] are more than excited to read your takes on the 30 Beautiful Filipino Words.

  1. Write or create a post inspired or about the Filipino word prompts.
  2. A post can be anything. A poem, a fiction, a six-word tale, or even a photo. It’s all up to you.
  3. Linkback/create a pingback to this post: Word-High July 30 Beautiful Filipino Words. Here is a quick tutorial on how to do a pingback.
  4. Tag your post with WordHighJuly, so your co-bloggers will be able to read/see your take on the prompt. Here’s how you create tags.
  5. Most important of all, read and comment to your blogger friends (old and new found, we’ll never know).

 

HOP ON and let’s all GET WORD-HIGH this JULY!

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Gunita

Gunita

 

Remembrance

Until it might

Slip away,

 

Tripped not on

Forgetfulness

But rather

On the path to

Now

 

Then matters

Again,

 

A crystal

Record;

 

But while you

And I are here

 

Memory is

Present for the

Present

 

Even if we

Stumble over

Nostalgia

In our steps to

The sweetness of

This time

 

C L Couch

 

Word-High July: Welcome!

 

Maria of Doodles and Scribbles and I [that’s Rosema at rosemawrites] are more than excited to read your takes on the 30 Beautiful Filipino Words.

  1. Write or create a post inspired or about the Filipino word prompts.
  2. A post can be anything. A poem, a fiction, a six-word tale, or even a photo. It’s all up to you.
  3. Linkback/create a pingback to this post: Word-High July 30 Beautiful Filipino Words. Here is a quick tutorial on how to do a pingback.
  4. Tag your post with WordHighJuly, so your co-bloggers will be able to read/see your take on the prompt. Here’s how you create tags.
  5. Most important of all, read and comment to your blogger friends (old and new found, we’ll never know).

HOP ON and let’s all GET WORD-HIGH this JULY!

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And Now One Is Found

And Now One Is Found

 

The Nigerian schoolgirls

(hashtag)BringBackOurGirls

Remember

 

How would we

Understand two hundred

Seventy

 

How would such a number

Be taken without our

Noticing

 

In what kind of truck

And to what place all

Hidden

 

In our neighborhood-filled

Planet-parts, this is

Hard

 

From our earthen places

We cannot count

How

 

But in part we can’t believe

Not because it didn’t

Happen

 

Tragically, criminally,

Numerically—what transpired

Transpired

 

And with our questions and

New trepidations here is her

Body

 

Now we have her with

Child and husband on the fringes

Found

 

We can understand, now

Perhaps, a new story of

One

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Haiku over Coffee

Haiku over Coffee

(while I was away)

 

Fat robin.  Pregnant?

Why not, this is fecund time.

Eggs into small birds.

(walking through the yard)

 

never never ne

ver will I trust in this a

gain mean it this time

(playing with “never” the way

Shakespeare plays “tomorrow”)

 

“selfishness of mind”

is the “common enemy”

Dalai Lama bless

(at the bookstore)

 

Too much death in news

Guns, traffic, derailments, fire

Country mouse for home

(reading and watching the city

news at the same time)

 

 

So you know, all friends

Each drafting of one of these

Truly with coffee

(even now)

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