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church time December 7

day of remembrance

Flesh and Plastic

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poem plus a verse nodding to tomorrow

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Flesh and Plastic

(having heard about the current cancer rates)

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How do we poison

Ourselves

How do the cancer rates

Increase

I looked outside

Through polluted air

While inside

My mother fought for life

Or couldn’t fight

When the disease

Or medications

Were too much

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And I couldn’t help

But wonder

Do we do this to each other

Change condensation nuclei

From dirt

To chemical compounds

And so our snow in winter

Raindrops

All year ‘round

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We poison up our food

The animals

And plants might have it

Too

With all the Earth

We used to praise

And respect

If only scenery

For action

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And now maybe

The Earth talks back

To say

You could once blame us

For our parts

In quakes and floods

Eruptions

But as you do

What you do

To yourselves

With how you build

And how you bury

How you live

We must share the blame

For a plastic planet

Made of chemicals

That do not make the cycle

Of planting

And fruition

But poison everything

Removing what is natural

(what is ours)

From the seasons

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From what is natural

For life

The life that we would have for you

Even with quakes

And flooding

Eruptions

The harsher liturgy

We provide

With all the living

Rather

Life

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The God whom we report to

Might be sad

Might be angry

Might be waiting

As with faith

For you to get it

Change

While polluted soil

And water

Air

We keep waiting as we can

For change

For better boxing

As discretion

To let the poison

Be mistakes that mar

Rather than

Daily living

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For now we take

The poisons as we can

While expecting

Your human race to change

Before the earthline

Fails

And falls

Before the fire consumes

Where then

Would you go

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We wait

God waits

So change

Already

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C L Couch

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planet earth

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Introit to All Souls

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November two

All Souls

Yesterday to celebrate

The living church

Now to remember

Reconnoiter with

The church that has gone on

Some of which

That stays behind

To watch

To receive prayers

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CLC

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Remembrance of Things and People Past

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Remembrance of Things and People Past

(Memorial Day 2023)

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My grandfather was a doughboy

Another one

(I knew him more)

Cooked for the

Army in

The second war

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My father served

In the war that followed

The war no one remembers

But cost lives

Of bodes and the souls therein

And for lack of

Remembering

Because remembering

Matters much

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It’s a thought

A salute

And a parade

To visit flags on graves

Before we shop

Before we picnic

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Mind you

Shopping and picnicking

Ain’t bad

Rights and privileges

Secured

Silly to you

Perhaps

There’s also watching war movies

On TCM

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Arcane remembrances

We still make war movies

We still shop

And eat outside

Save rain

To drive companionship

Inside

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Be inside

Be there

Be aware

Remembrance is a near miss

From experience

What follows war

Was bought for us

Our own secular

Allegiances

And promise

In significant

And blessed silly

Existence

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God bless peace

And forestall war

And keep us faithful

To each other

More so to you

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C L Couch

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Photo by Wesley Mc Lachlan on Unsplash

Corning, Corning, United States

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Someone Said a Pearl for a Harbor

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Someone Said a Pearl for a Harbor

(7 December 1941, an invocation)

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Whom shall we honor

Today?

The citizens of Hawaii

Who died then

For strategy

On two sides

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The crews

Of small submarines

That tried to get through

And sank somewhere

Close by

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Mostly, the soldiers

We should honor

For the loss of life,

By the by material

That could (by the by)

Cost a war

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Honor convictions?

How shall they be

Dispersed?

On either side,

There might be recognition

Even under actions

Worse for horror and

A lack of declaration

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I don’t know,

There were people everywhere:

Many termed the enemy

Who were not in any way

An enemy

Taken to camps

Frankly

For looking different

(I say exotic and

of the USA—the

ubiquitous they

say the difference

lay in espionage,

so we became

the creepers

and the judges);

We hadn’t done so

To the urban Germans here

Or in our suburbs,

On the farms

Or to the Italians

Though I wouldn’t be surprised

To hear

They weren’t treated well

In the environs

Of duration

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We sent to camps

Then tried not to think

Some more about

Walled and shadowed camps

Turning into

Many of our own

For racist reasons;

We could have tasked

The FBI, the OSS

Instead

For their investigations

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There is a danger

That the battleship memorial

Might slide into the water,

As it placed one way or another

Over tombs

Of flesh and rust

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I’d hate for that happen,

For we need remembrance

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We need to remember

Many things:

God and our conscience

Make it so

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Recalling sudden loss of life,

A shining, lethal campaign of

Surprise

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Oh, we should be careful:

Watch our shores,

Keep our early systems

Early,

Though we need no longer

Look to the right and left

For enemies

Since looking right and left

Shall land on every one

Of us

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And what’s left of united?

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My families

Fought inside this war

That we remember;

Some could still

Tell stories

That tend to

Try the young to hear

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On this day remember, then—those

Who could see and hear

And taste and touch,

Who suddenly

Lost all the senses

Along with mortal life,

The joy of daily living

In a paradise

We tried to covet

For a paradise

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Farewell, we may salute

And say

All those

Who cannot call out

Except for memory,

Call out

For each other

In the fire

And the smoke

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And the few remaining

Now

Who would

Can tell us

Of the hours

And the aftermath

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Times and

Experiences

That

Soldiers, sailors, flyers—on

The ground, on deck, or in the air—

Mechanics and KP,

Bystanders

Try not to talk about

So much

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C L Couch

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Photo by Kyle Chicoine on Unsplash

Birds by the Bay

Ocean Shores, United States

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Narrative for Veteran’s Day

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Narrative for Veteran’s Day

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I hope the veterans

Have a good day today

They served

Time to be serving them

Certain restaurants

Will do that literally

(track the ads)

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There was a draft

I was in school

A war for oil fomenting

As if primordial

Muck were heating

In the gulf

(not that war

in the gulf

or the next one)

There was an energy crisis

Hiding profits

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I didn’t want to fight

For companies’ oil

But when on the application

I was asked

If there were anything I would fight for

I had to answer yes

And so ruin the deal for c-o

And the draft board changed

My status

(they won’t admit to punishment)

From 1-H to 1-A

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Well, that war didn’t start

There were numbers

But no draft

I finished school

And then the next one

And with Watergate

Had reasons to feel bitter

Toward my government,

Which since then

Has become increasingly

Stupid and useless

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But love of country

All the stickers

All the posters

The Bicentennial

If we forget who is in charge

There are superlative reasons

To be serving

And they have served

Time to be serving them

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My brother

And my father

And my grandfathers

Came back

My friend Patricia

Returned, retired

A full colonel

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There are those

The many, many those

Who did not return

And have their days

And who cannot remember them?

Anytime and every time

We should?

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Red poppies will festoon

And sides of buildings carry

Words of verses

“In Flanders Fields”

And that is London today

Here there will be flowers, too,

And flags

And I hope everywhere

That she has served

And he

And they

And all the fields

Nourished by remembrance

With all the hopes

And wishful strategies

To change

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C L Couch

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carrying the burden of a nation

Photo by Joel Rivera-Camacho on Unsplash

U.S. Marines with Combat Logistics Regiment 17, 1st Marine Logistics Group, I Marine Expeditionary Force, conduct vehicle recovery drills on Camp Pendleton, California, Apr. 6, 2021.The Marines of Motor Transportation Platoon pride themselves not only on their vehicles, but on each Marines’ hard work, dedication, and drive to excel in all they do.

Marine Corps Base Camp Pendleton, Fallbrook, United States

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Ephemeral

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Ephemeral

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A loose hair

A tress, in fact

Something for keeping

As Victorians

And other nineteenth-century

People

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In a box

A remembrance of youth

Or younger days

Or the other day

When the lock was snipped

And tied with ribbon

And I remember you

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C L Couch

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Photo by Emma Simpson on Unsplash

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For All Souls

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For All Souls

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Soon

And very soon

It will be time for

Remembering

The dead

Los Díos de los Muertos when

Graveyards light with

Stunning light in

Some places,

Other places

Less so

For remembrance

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There will be candy

Other foods

Meals shared beside

The stones

It is Latino

Latin-x

Other groups have other ways

Of memory

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For some, this becomes

A party

Like a wake

For others, city-wide

Express or digress

There will be something

It is for

Everyone

Para todos

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To Latin-x

The community

In thanks

The ones who inspire

A lighted way

For shadows,

A way to catch our tears

But for love

In remembering

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C L Couch

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Sugar skulls before decoration.

[image b]y Jonathunder – Own work, GFDL 1.2, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=63912646

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(sorry, I add a hyphen to Latin as a help in my pronouncing)

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Rescue Time

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Rescue Time

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Monday

Is remembrance

And for some reason

(for that reason?)

A deadline for

Medicare plans

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We remember days

Invaded and sometimes

Days invading:

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Sixth of June

In Normandy,

Sometimes Grenada

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Remembrance to

Become a kind of normalcy;

We turn it

Into ritual,

A plain on which to

Cry

However smally

And to celebrate,

Wave small flags

Attending on parades

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Later or before

By gravestones or

With photo albums

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We’ll have

So many reasons

To remember now

With names and with dates

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We could remember

As we go

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The numbers needing

To dealt with

For what they mean

In bodies

And the layers of

What they mean,

What has been lost

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Talk of remembrance

Ironically

Or,

Ignoring politics,

Through the heart

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C L Couch

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