Practice over Years
(makes imperfect)
Silly
Practice
Silly
Bear
Silly
And old
Bear
Retired on honey
To the house of Mister
Sanders
(second S
backward like
Z
or zed for
England)
And could I live there
With all the honey
And all
The company
I am
(after all)
Silly
And old
And have configured
Me
To be
A bear of very
Little brain
Which is
In
No way
The way that I was named
My mother being
Very smart
And who liked the stories
And so named me for
The keeper
So to say
Of
The bear
Rabbit
The owl
And without doubt
The Piglet
Silly
One
By one
No doubt
But we shall all have tea
And that
(without doubt)
Is smart
C(hristopher) L(eo, could be Robin) Couch
Photo by Luke Galloway on Unsplash
(x = space)
x
x
believe when things are bad
x
it’s a naïve message,
I suppose
I thought about it during
Bible study,
which was
about assurance
x
an assurance
that things will go bad
even as
a season entered,
x
but God is there
and we should be as well
(we should
show up)
x
believing is a practice
a practice of
a presence,
Brother Lawrence
might say
in church,
the pastor showed
a picture of
Where’s Waldo?
and I thought
we were
supposed to wonder
where God is
in that;
x
but I understand that
God is there,
all over
x
and the question is,
Where are we?
x
good agnostication
sharp skepticism
I hope
that we have more
x
along with
our petitions in the
practice
of the season
x
c l couch
x
x
Psalm 121, a psalm of assurance
x
Brother Lawrence, The Practice of the Presence of God
x
Rainy Water
Photo by sanjiv nayak on Unsplash x
x
Autumnal Oracle
Eating soft candies,
Scary pre-season
These are, well, all
On sale too early
Shapes of ghosts
And bats, since
Hallowe’en creeps
In from weeks
Ahead
I want rehearsal
Practice of time,
A witch-spell nearly
Ready to be cast
Haunting for a
Fool, the wise
Child’s knowing
Fear for shapes
Of story’s eyes in
Spectral-black
Branches made of
Arms of spikes
That reach down
Toward me
I treat myself to
A bargain invocation,
Reviving the thrill
Of a house of wraiths
Night-dark on
A bright horizon
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