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Lenten Rose

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Sheltering among the shy
Hellebore blooms ~
In a time that was not yet spring ~
And yet not winter either ~
I knelt and looked into the
Faces of the flowers ~

They were turning their
Beauty away from the sun ~
As I had not seen others
Of their kind do ~
And I was thereupon intrigued ~

I found that Hellebores are
Also called the Lenten Rose ~
One of the earliest promises
That spring will come again ~
Made in a language each one
Of us can understand ~




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I have a great and
Terrible power
Deep inside me ~
To change the shape
Of things to come ~

I keep it hidden ~
Under iron control ~
For with this gift ~
There comes as well
A great responsibility ~

I cannot remember
When I did not know ~
The path my destiny
Would have me tread ~
I was spared nothing ~

I knew I would find you ~
Love you ~ lose you ~
Across every lifetime
I have ever known ~
And that the choice
Was always mine ~
The burden one that
I could not put down ~

You ask if it is for
Duty ~ or for honor ~
That I hold true ~
I tell you it is neither ~
It is the echoes of ecstasy ~
Experienced in
Each of my existences ~
When I have been with you ~


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All Four Hands

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You stand here before me ~
Your heart in your eyes ~
And your hat gripped in your
Honest work-scarred hands ~
And I don’t know what to say ~

I didn’t see this coming ~
However mature for your age
You may be ~ still
The years between us
Are no small matter ~

Yet there is my own heart
To take into account ~
It has been pulling me
In your direction ~ unawares ~
For some time now ~

And so I find myself ~
Blushing and confused
As an innocent young girl ~
I know I must take the time
To think things through ~

But if I would be honest too ~
I am inclined to think
We just may both get lucky ~
As we reach for happiness with
Both hearts and all four hands ~


Sweet Dreams


I dreamt I was floating down
A placid stream in a tiny boat ~
Garlanded with flowers and
Escorted by birds ~
Singing their loveliest
And most melodic tunes ~

Dappled sunlight and fragrance
Surrounded me ~ as we passed
Fields full of wildflowers
With the butterflies and
Bees at work upon them ~
And I marveled at their beauty ~
So effortless and natural and right ~

And as I traveled onward ~
I began to wonder if my journey
Had a purpose ~ and if so
What it could be ~ and
When I would arrive ~

And still I floated calmly on ~
Patiently waiting
For what would come next ~
So unlike me I thought ~
Even then ~ drifting along
In my soft gauzy daydream ~
Through the Technicolor day ~

I will always wonder
If the noise of an engine revving ~
Just outside my window ~
Was total accident ~ or
Part of some celestial plan
To keep me guessing
At my destination ~

The Universe has Such
A quirky sense of humor


Fifty Thousand Thoughts a Day

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A luscious bloom of warmth ~
Envelopes my whole being ~
The heated rush of feeling
Leaves me breathless and amazed ~

And in the far blue distance ~
Are those truly angels I hear singing ~
What is this place and tell me
How it is I’ve strayed ~

Into this strange new landscape
That inhabits me ~ that leaves me
Weak yet oddly unafraid ~

Then suddenly there comes a hush ~
As if the whole wide world
Has ceased to breathe ~
And just as suddenly it begins again ~

Leaving me to ponder and to wonder ~
Which of the puzzle pieces
I have just received ~

(Originally published February 26, 2011)


I Cannot Find It

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Had I any pity
Left inside me ~
For the beleaguered man
Who calls himself ~
The Leader of
The Free World ~
Surely it must
Come to the fore now ~

As he is being
Harried on all sides ~
By enemies and
Former friends alike ~
Sharks on the scent ~
Bloodhounds on the
Trail of wounded prey ~

Hateful and vicious and
All the more dangerous ~
For losing the battle
A skirmish at a time ~
Willfully blind to the
Harm that he wreaks on
Our form of government ~
And everyone around him ~

Proof that a black hole
Can and does exist ~



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He passed me at the
Bus stop yesterday ~
On a lovely day in
Early spring ~ deeply
Engaged in a spirited
Conversation with
Someone named Rachel ~
Although he seemed
To be alone and sans
The usual earbuds ~

Bending down in the midst
Of his rambling tale ~
He picked up a crumpled
Plastic wrapper ~ and
Tossed it contemptuously
Toward the oncoming traffic ~
Not noticing when it landed
Far short of its target ~

Reaching the corner ~ he
Made a sudden lurch
To the left ~ and continued on ~
Still stopping to transfer
The occasional piece of trash ~
From sidewalk to street ~

And I wondered if he had
A home to go to ~
Someone who cared ~
Or if ~ ironically ~
He was himself considered ~
By the System he defied ~
Just a piece of trash ~ to be
Transferred and forgotten ~

And my heart ached ~