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blundering
we see ourselves as masters without recognizing the vast intricacy of reality
haiku
more research confirms
how little we know of life
yet how sure we are
lunch in salem
lunch with laughter
lunch in salem
laughter and good food
shared with daughter and son-in-law
overlooking the golf course
family news and gossip
foibles and concerns
triumphs and challenges
more laughter, because we care
will be boys
using fists to define
haiku
strut their fantasy
tumble in mock fighting, then
boys rise as brothers
hoped-for relief
sweltering summer
haiku
gentle dawn snuggling
cool-wrapped clouds, hoped-for relief
of heat smothered fields
too long the pity party
sorry to look at her and feel nothing
senryu
numb at what i’ve lost
unbelieving she’s dying
all pity long gone
he’s all talk
there is no caring; there should be no trust
senryu
his gutter, moral
he loathes poverty’s milieu
cheats you with his words
D an Eagle
Donovan worked so hard right up to the last minute. I”m one proud Grandma
D an Eagle
eagle ceremony
grandson honored for hard work
in community
stand down and stand by
An original poem by MaryJane Nordgren
elderly now we
watch rather than live for
as our progeny work out
their own mistakes
and hug their chosen in triumphs
observers now of what we gave life
and fought to nurture
we are left to learn
our own eternal being
even an ‘if’
stop running away - stay and help
rejecting guilt does nothing to heal damage or to reverse
what we are doing to harm
even an ‘if’ i am part of what is happening
might make us aware of what we could do to help
forest fascinations
sunlight filtered to lace
glimmers in moving patterns
on dense forest floor
know thy place
a visit to Timberline and Trillium with loved famiy and friend
at the shore of trillium lake
with mt. hood reflected
in its majestic semi-snow of july
takes one’s breath in awe
as nature should when she
displays her beauty
or her power
communication
how do we communicate without agreeing on basics or listening?
if truth is not valued
if proof is not required or heeded
how can we speak together
and honor what is said and thought?
or each other?
blackened scream
square miles of dead and blackened, agonized trees
haiku
blackened stick-figure
pines on columbia’s cliffs scream
fool boys play with fire
timberline lodge
haiku
massive stone fireplace
four stories high, three open
grates to warm skiers
mjNordgren 7/19/2022 Gov’t Camp
anticipating autumn
tree whispers intrigue me
anticipating autumn
haiku
pines bend to the wind
gossip mountain laurel will
soon bare soul—and branch
mjNordgren 7/20/22 Welches
nielsen
increidible jazz pianist
john nielsen hunches over the piano keys, caresses a single note, sways
with its reverberations, lifts and allows
each hand to find the music message to bring forth and share
with our congregation with tinkling patterns, runs, bursts
of loud and soft, healing and stirring joy so deep within it fosters memories
of moments of peace with beloveds now long gone from us
sermon without words