General Delivery
It’s all for
General delivery
Eventually
These words
Your words
The words of anyone
To our chagrin
It all gets kept
Inside the book
Except when
The doctrine of
Justification
Is established
And then
The sins are written out
No book mark
Or any record left
When we can try again
To draft
Compose
Revise
Edit
Have someone else maybe
Take a look
Then we commit
The words are out there
Once again
Actions
Repercussions
Maybe it goes well
This time
For we are clearer
Then become reliable
For this
To some
Even constituents
Those we serve
Most closely
While in the future
Subject to interpretation
Still
Whom do we know
And how
The ethnologists
Have a way
With story
And might get us right
Eventually
We have today
For saying the right thing
And if we need
To make up for it
(not make it up)
Well
We have our doctrine
Still
To keep us
With our God
And with each other
Say this
Don’t say anything
Restraint
And modesty
Could be our values
Too
With respect to keep a world
From destruction
And bring us to
Instead
A table
Neither polished
Or shaped perfectly
But smooth enough
With people standing
(sitting)
By for splinters
But ‘round which
We have set ourselves
For conversation
The expressions
Of ourselves
The receiving of
The offered words of others
Why
There are models
Of this
Here
And every day
Thank goodness
C L Couch
Photo by Brina Blum on Unsplash
Favoring Neighborly Respect
(greetings with a sigh from USA)
We’re not all like Dwayne Wade
Canada is our neighbor, deserving
Of respect
And you are liked
There is enough to contend with
Fire, life of First Nations, economy,
And government—correlations in
USA
Antics courtesy of the NBA are
Neither needed nor liked nor
Incumbent here
We are friends—maybe we will
Match our amity in action, as
We do in many things
But, as with national songs, a
Kinship should be lifted,
Celebrated, and served, O
Canada:
The land of hope for all who toil,
The true North strong and free!
Thank you for forbearing,
From your friend
From Earth Above
(homage to the title of
a book of wondrous
planetary imagery)
Ridges of Amazonian tress
Is there earth beneath? one
Might rightly wonder
It is an orange time of day,
And the beauty, like Diana,
Looks nowhere to be
Inviting seduction
For all technology, the
Machete is the better
Instrument for maybe
Finding one’s way through,
Searching for a lost city
This is the Science Channel,
And I am grateful to see,
To hear the photographic
Cinematic semblance of
The truth of this:
This place, hidden living
Communities, and quest
For those who can go
There (I have limitations),
I wish safety and exploring
With all respect
Which is deserved at far
Corners of the treasured
Earth
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