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Lent 36

Lent 36

(for storytellers)

 

Do you have a storyteller?

I mean a good one,

One who dives into the past and

Brings it to the surface as a treasure

I hope you do

I’ve only met one from time to time

 

Her name is Esthelle

I shouldn’t wonder there is

A star in her name

She is a teacher

More, an educator

Learning- and learner-committed

And when it was time,

The story changed to song in medium

And temperament

She’d pass out the books

To have us sing along

 

We have good stories

God bless the tellers

So that words might live in mortal ways

To make us good

 

C L Couch

 

 

David Bradley, White Earth Ojibwe Storyteller, 1980s ink on paper New Mexico; United States Gift of James and Margie Krebs Peabody Essex Museum, Salem, Massachusetts

Peabody Essex Museum – Own work, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=32540349

 

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Five, Sixty-Two, and More

Five, Sixty-Two, and More

 

We are getting on

I want God to be simple

But the cosmos is made with

Such small things

Nuclei, electrons

Unless we have it wrong

And atoms are huge

But we don’t know the context

We’ve barely started searching out

The story of the universe

We see, we listen

We know the sounds of space

So far

Maybe when we know the taste

And touch more than moon rocks

(which I did not at the museum,

thank you very much)

Maybe when know the scent of galaxies

We’ll understand something of

The process of creation

The scale of something like

The hand of God

The eye, the nose, the ear

The tongue

Everything that gave us

Anything

And then how to understand it

 

In the morning of discovery, of greeting

Face to face

And sense to sense

The one who saw, who heard, who smelled, who

Tasted, and who touched us first

 

C L Couch

 

 

Lubo Kristek: Monument to the Five Senses, 1991, metal sculpture, 450 cm, collection of the Neues Stadtmuseum, Landsberg am Lech

By Info-kultur – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=20245863

 

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Taking Turns

Taking Turns

 

It’s dusk

Dark on a windy winter day

The branches want to articulate,

But they can only screech against the sky

Upon my window

Maybe the trees want to come inside

But better they are where they are,

And I don’t open to their world

To bring the season in,

So we’ll each remain

 

But for now I’m glad the cold is here

My thanks to Persephone

Whose story rings my mood

 

The seasons are a find

Who would have thought of them,

Four for temperate climes?

 

Hers is an old story

And behind all the bittersweet

Action and parable

An older story waits

Untimely resolution

All our chapters realized

 

C L Couch

 

 

CC0 Public Domain

https://pxhere.com/en/photo/1109482

 

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An Actor’s Life for Me

An Actor’s Life for Me

 

Here’s the thing

I don’t like to be entertained

But informed, inspired, ennobled

These will do, and aren’t

They grand

(they are)

But simply to watch something and laugh

Or to be provoked for provocation’s sake

To be piqued

To be set on a train that has no destination

We go ‘round and round is all

(the frustration of my trainset)

Does this make me humorless

Sure

Maybe

I don’t know

 

I laugh often, because life is funny

But I don’t require life to

Entertain me

I didn’t buy a ticket

Not for that

And here’s the irony (one more?)

I don’t mind entertaining

 

I want others to feel satisfied

To enjoy a good story

Told well

Sing to a winsome song

Be moved for the occasion,

Nothing more

(it is a great deal)

 

A performer

Who doesn’t need performing

By performers

One side of the theatre that I’m good on

The other side, ennui

Give me somebody to dance for

Yeah, that’s it

Yeah!

That’s it!

Charlie Brown and panophobia

But I’m not scared

Bring on the audience

No stage fright here

 

I always knew my lines

And held the notes in place

‘Til just before

The song was over

 

C L Couch

 

 

By The Walt Disney Company – Original theatrical trailer, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=30115135

“The Music and the Mirror” by Marvin Hamlisch in A Chorus Line

 

 

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Tell Me a Story

Tell Me a Story

 

Blue lights

And silver magic

Castle ruins inhabited

By cursed creatures

The hero comes to help

Can she or he save the day

Or better

Save the night

 

This is what I want

And where I want to be

Will you take me there

To leave me for

A while

Read to me, and let me dream

The pages into life

 

C L Couch

 

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Yugto

Yugto

(word that carries)

 

Meanwhile

Once upon a time

In another part of

The realm

 

Story transition to

Keep it whole

 

In a castle far away

Half-way up the

Wizard’s tower

 

Gazing out upon

A quiet land

 

Silent for now

 

I see my story

Turning pages with

A hope that you

Will follow

 

Through connective

Words like tissues

Binding joints

And muscles

 

Taking us from

Each one of them

To each

 

Into exotic action

And a parable

 

Something for life

When the reading’s

Done

 

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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in reponse to Jacki K’s challenge

life story in six words and or in a Google Image

 

one plus one plus one?–four

https://gavinortlund.files.wordpress.com/2013/10/knots_tattoo_288.jpg

(credit http://www.gavinortlund.com and Google Images)

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