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The Journey to the West

Though we journey to the West We pray to the East More or less that's the way Each day begins and ends It’s a tale everyone ...

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Poem for Aunt Shirley

The Facebook posting
Of your passing only
Just now having been seen
Brings me around
To recollection of prior
And deeper truths
You illuminated
Your entire life
Through the abiding electric
Connection you maintained
Not battery powered as  
Was the chair in which
You sat uncomplaining
So much as you moved
Yourself about by dint
Of love’s most enduring
And knowing power
Never remotely operated
But always in the flesh itself
And never imprisoned
Notwithstanding the pain
But sitting high on a corona 
Of good words and deeds 
So now may only the bluest
Of eternity’s flowers
Be laid out to denote
The much of you
That still remains

Friday, January 16, 2015

A Passerine Fancy


A journey of
Ten thousand lashes
Marks the sparrow’s path
Without record
Of its passing
Air takes its bite from the
Passerine’s supplest  flesh
While with beak hard pressed
It looks askance
And rarely to never
Dares to laugh