A cool gentle breeze
may be all I desire;
I get hurricane warnings.
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When the new normal
is hurricanes, a gentle
breeze seems too much to hope for.
A cool gentle breeze
may be all I desire;
I get hurricane warnings.
~
When the new normal
is hurricanes, a gentle
breeze seems too much to hope for.
I hope the gently
falling rain will wash away
the cares of the day.
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Falling water
may wash pollen from the air,
but can not resolve all cares.
Traveling up north,
I find Cicadas galore,
risen from millions of holes!
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Though their journey took
much longer than yours, they stayed
the course, arrived with a song.
I pick up a pen,
make a mark on the paper,
create a wordless poem.
~
Why bother with pens,
or paper for that matter,
since we write with electrons?
Sometimes it may seem
the world is conspiring
to keep you under its thumb.
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Laughter can loosen
the world’s hold and refresh our
worrisome, world weary hearts.
In that time after
the sharp bite of blaming words,
let’s practice self care.
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So that we may be
better able to curtail
our acerbic impulses.
Tonight two poets
collaborated to craft
an insurance document…
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When there’s more reason
than rhyme, poets go into
a sullen decline.
Let’s not focus so
much on the weeds that we fail
to see the flowers.
~
What some may call weeds
are, in truth, simply flowers
which refuse to stay in beds.
How do you confront
paranoid conspiracies
in the unreasonable?
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If you want to give
the impossible a try,
begin with understanding.
Three car accidents
in our family in one week!
Makes one wonder what is up.
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Call it bad Karma
or kismet, fate, or bad luck,
it’s certainly worth a miss!
There’s something about
the stories we choose to share
when we’re meeting someone new.
~
Ah, the stories we
tell say more about us than
we, perhaps, mean to reveal.
So grateful to have
your calm presence after my
scary encounter with spin.
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Cultivating grace
in the maelstrom of chaos
is a means of survival.
Slim moony sliver
racing the Sun and Venus
into the western gloaming.
~
There is much action
in the evening sky if we‘d
only take the time to look.
After a hard day
the setting sun can provide
a much needed soft closing.
~
Soft evening breezes
that accompany sunset
ease hard working muscle aches.
Time for Adulting.
Come, my son, to IKEA.
Let us purchase you a dresser.
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It’s so amazing
to discover these basic
ways of maintaining order.
It is more common
to search than to allow what
we’re looking for to find us.
~
Seems most commonly
that things looking to find us
are not things we’re searching for.
The slow drizzling rain
at day’s end can not dampen
the day’s earlier pleasure.
~
It can’t interfere
with my evening’s planned pleasure
since it will take place indoors.
Hurry up and wait
seems to summarize my life!
Glad I don’t bore easily.
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Not by design, but
a balance is struck without
you even trying.
Rain drops glisten on
Juniper berries as sun
begins to smile.
~
And after sunset,
moistened Juniper berries
refresh deer, fox, and rabbit.
Mood is directly
proportional to wellness.
This vaccine degrades them both.
~
A short term loss, but
a long term gain – surely worth
temporary discomfort.
In our culture we
tend to emphasize speed, but
slowing down is what we need.
~
There’s no need for speed.
Unless you’re in a hurry
to become a feast for worms.
Sometimes when we try
to protect somebody else,
we do them a disservice.
~
Discernment is key,
and that often means giving
yourself some time to reflect.
Toward day’s end, the light
of the sun played on the pond
and trees, bringing much delight.
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Those playful sunbeams,
illuminating the depths,
turn caracoles with sunfish.

Left on the table
Forgotten in the chaos
Over there, by the playground.
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So lonely it looks,
this hat without a wearer,
sadly left behind.
Though interested in
the scampering squirrel, my dog
found poop more to his liking.
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Trying though he might,
he’s finding it challenging
to roll around in the squirrel.
Whatever spring brings,
it brings it with a vengeance
born of winter’s containment.
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After being trapped
in Winter’s gray and white, Spring
leaps forth in great bursts of green.
Fretting and Fuming
does get us somewhere, but it’s
seldom where we want to go.
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Those old Zen masters
seemed to have the right of it;
“Let go… or be dragged along.”
There is no good time,
twenty, fifty, or ninety,
to lose a beloved friend.
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But there was a good
time to form great memories
together and that we did.
Let’s take advantage
of these warm, sun-lit Spring days
and soak ourselves in beauty.
~
Beauty provides warmth
and a glow all of its own
regardless of the weather.
Just because you want,
in no way obligates me
to satisfy your craving.
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Not obligation,
but love makes us want to give
those we love what they might wish.