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irritated
irritated because of pain they cannot shed
and may not speak of
especially to young people,
elders have often earned the right,
if not to be honored, then at least
to be tolerated with compassion
some, even, with a hint of respect
but we would need to slow down
to listen and learn to know
being there
he reached out, came to my door
his children’s book in hand
quietly there to give and to listen
he networks so well simply by
being where you are with questions
that assume your intelligence
and insight—
who can resist responding?
yet another
yet another and all i can do is laugh
these months of preparing for the sale
of the home my beloved built
for me with view of Cascade mountains
in the foothills of the coastal range
surrounded by trees, so forest animals
would come to graze on my lawn
or sneak-attack on voles and tiny critters
or neighbor pets—i kept finches unquietly in a cage near the window
where they could look outside
each project over the months put off by “We can’t do that until…” and
scheduled seldom less than a week
or two in the future, or promised
and then delayed for good reason
i had no quarrel against since, over
the decades i was one who had accumulated mountains of treasure
and stuff over the decades and delayed repairs that finally needed to be done
weeks became months
until this past month when we
could all see the end approaching
until this week one final clearing
to be done on Monday and technicians
to be let in for maintenance on Thursday
ah, the anticipation of joy only a misstep
on Monday needing a contractor’s repairs and, for me, two extra dashes
to my house to let him work
yet another, and all i can do is laugh
that’s the way it is
“Remember,” a church lady
proclaimed, “for every child, there is
a mother who loves him.”
I bowed my head, wishing
with everything within me
that what she believed were true
Children need to learn to love
and many, being given so little themselves or, neglected or abused,
learn, rather, to regard others as they
have been considered and behave
as they have seen modeled for them
A child must learn to love
If his caretakers cannot or do not cherish
can we who see, afford not to give
whatever we can?
boxes in the attic
boxes in the attic
i haven’t seen in fifteen years
so many, according to my daughter’s
cellphone pictures that she and i
cannot remove them but will need
ernie’s junk wagon again
ah, so long in my house leaving
niches and corners and a whole floor
untouched and forgotten
missed communication
they let me speak, but
there were no words
that would not have hurt
so, my daughter gently explained
with her tact and willingness
to bear the consequences
of the misunderstanding
and miscommunication
of what each side had assumed
was the definition of the process
we’d agreed upon
Bells of the Cascades 35th Anniversary
so many former BOC players in the audience
joined the current performers
thrilled to remember the skill and bonding
of having become the instrument as each plays
individual notes of the overall handbell instrument
Matthew Compton’s “Lumen Fidei” celebrating
the experience of the power of music to take a person
beyond self into being a part of so much greater
never quite timely
so few projects in this real estate sale endeavor
have come to completion in a timely manner
today’s garage door seal is no exception
and i should have expected that to be the case
despite its grainy appearance, it is not wood
and steel needs a different bar to be attached
despite his van loaded with tools, gadgets
and parts, the technician did not have what was needed
but he did measure so the next appointment i make
should bring a seal to the concrete and limit
the access of voles to the interior of the house
sigh
needing advertisement
sun-lit turquoise, yellow and orange
glass bulb filled with nectar
but without any red to announce
is put among the potted flowers
for their pleasure
a little imagination does wonders
those of us who see people
animals and whole settings
portrayed by slowly moving clouds
are delighted by the “kissing camels”
especially as highlighted by rays
of a jovial Colorado sun
in the Garden of the Gods
of course, they are camels – we can see
their humps and elongated heads
stretched forward to show their affection
one for another
of course, cloud or rock camels would be
affectionate – our world is joyous
with unexpected moments of fun
wonder and awe
bonds of laughter
laughter is the bond that melds
our family’s souls because we love
have learned we have courage
and can rely on our judgement
and each other
Pacific reflects blue, grey-green
ocean this day reflects blue sky
as when it earned its name, Pacific
how often, though, it belies
any reference to gentleness
when grey-green waves heave
and thunder against
the rocky shore of my Oregon
that i am warned
not to turn my back in disrespect
of the power of its willful moods
more in tune with Nature
than i can comprehend
no fruit from my labor
frustration with my computer
when changing my address
on the purchase form triggered
fraud alert at the credit card company
all that time filling out the form
only to have payment declined
arghhhh
but the lady at the fruit company
was finally able to navigate the gift
with a different credit card
big, but not so beautiful
big, beautiful bill
containing this time the secret
prohibition on the courts
to cite for contempt
which is their primary weapon
of enforcement
ah, what we hide in the heap
of overwhelmingly large
in hopes no one will find it
to weed it out
organization
(a dream and someday hope)
organized is not a word i know
a great deal about except as
a hope for the future
yet, slowly, so slowly, i begin
to see small areas of counter-top
and book shelf that remind me
that those surfaces were there
before i piled them high
with files and books and promises
to myself to soon get organized
jets mesmerize
a jet fighter flies low over the airfield
upside down
another passes over the air show crowd
low and far too slow
barely maintaining enough speed
to keep aerodynamic
another makes a pass, then,
with G forces impaling the pilot
against his seat, climbs vertical
into low-lying clouds
then two invert and pass
each other in opposite directions
then three in close formation trail
red or white smoke, then four, then five
and finally, six leave red, white, blue
amid roaring sound
incredible displays of courage and skill
to thrill the public and encourage
the public to support our military
gentle lady alone
gentle lady sat alone for days
before she would wave back
yesterday i stopped to talk
with her and watched her smile
this morning i took a table for six
and bade her come and sit with us
her smile grew wider as she met
and interacted
air(minus planes) show
low clouds thick as raw wool
blanket the community enticed
by advertising to gather at the airport
for the annual air show with jet
formations and aerobatics,
antique by-wings, wing walkers,
military planes and fireworks
and tomorrow forecasts rain
ah, me, could this be the year
there will be an air show
without airplanes?