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February 2018

Before

Before

(iambic-ly)

 

Before the day gets too

Complex,

I’d like to say that

I am grateful for your love

I’ll think it later, too

But now it’s easier in time and wisdom

To remember, all myself,

That I am yours

And after

Then

 

C L Couch

 

love image

https://markmanson.net/love

 

Hermitage

Hermitage

 

Did hermits ever live there

Saint Petersburg

Or near Nashville

I guess when the Czarina

Or Old Hickory

Wanted to live like hermits, each

Went

To their respective place

 

Places that

Are museums now

And we can’t go there by ourselves

 

We’ll not have that feeling there

Of away and art

And loneliness

As we might live

Intentionally apart

For a time

 

Maybe, then

A hermitage in practice

Somewhere in one set or another

From which we return

To what the world has in mind for us

And we, you know,

For it

 

C L Couch

 

 

hermitage tn

thehermitage.com

 

Terremoto

Terremoto

(Mexico)

 

It is the land that moves

Who pushes it

The Earth

And all of us

 

We lean into fault lines

Hurrying along

The motion

That will, by nature,

Harm us all the same

(Earth doesn’t need our help)

 

Loss of life

Among the rescued and the rescuer

Cold irony

In an otherwise heated day

 

We grieve

For our neighbors

And I trust will pray

Those who do

And those who do and don’t

Will think and plan

More actively

 

To live our prayer in action

This is mission

This is living

In a neighborhood

Of us

 

Somos Oaxaca

 

C L Couch

 

Earthquake shakes southern Mexico for second time in three days

 

Mexico

http://b3co.com/mexico/da-de-la-bandera/

 

 

The Heart-House Has Been Scoured

The Heart-House Has Been Scoured

 

Ash Wednesday

Wednesday for ashes

Woden’s day

Ragnarok

An apocalypse in folklore

 

God-belief

Has happened, we might

Say

Then gods dissolve without our

Faith, their

Angels cannot fly

Their agencies become the dust

Of skepticism, disbelief

The province of agnostics

Seeking secret

Knowledge

 

Those who believe that God

Is alive

I believe

Will take the ashes on our brows

Not because God is gone

But to make detritus

Of our seasonal

Distractions

 

The fatal kind that

Render clear sight granular

 

So we put the ashes

On the outside

Above our sight

So that clarity might be learned

Vision restored

To faith

 

A time starts now toward remembrance

To think and feel

These

And live

 

C L Couch

 

ashes

Ash Crosses and Social Networks

 

Apology for Valentine’s

Apology for Valentine’s

 

I’m sorry

I didn’t mean to say it

As I did

I wanted to say something

So in nervousness I

Spoke too fast

And said too little

 

C L Couch

 

heart mended with safety pins

http://www.wisebread.com/12-smart-uses-for-safety-pins

 

What’s New

What’s New

 

What’s news today

Is not the White House

Another administration might agree

It’s seventy-one

People who died when a plane in

Russia crashed

 

Adversaries, allies

Doesn’t matter

For all should be allied

In tragedy, in prayer

In all recoveries that must

Transpire

 

This trumps all

Care or not

Doesn’t matter to lives lost

But to help those who must live

Can’t restore the loss

Can promise a

Future

If we are there to say it

For some, that would be new to hear,

New to do

 

C L Couch

 

https://www.cnn.com/2018/02/11/europe/russia-plane-crash/index.html

 

dimanche

dimanche

 

tomorrow,

lundi gras

because the season is

a day a piece

but excess sometimes lead to excess

in a binary way

 

so what if Sunday earns

in all quarterly respect

some quiet

inhalation

 

before the time

of beads

of jazz

of worldly processions

(you tell me)

exhales

 

c l couch

 

http://www.mardigras.com/news/2010/01/mardi_gras_bound_learn_about_b.html

 

Iran Hostages in 1980

Iran Hostages in 1980

(52, 444)

 

I remember the Iran hostages

Held there for so many days

I remember the rescue fail

Husks of aircraft on the desert floor

And I could only imagine

(And I did)

About the crews and soldiers that

Had been carried inside

It was the start of Nightline on ABC

Where we got reports

Each day (each night)

And always a figure graphically depicted that

To me

Looked like someone mummified in black and white

And the number grew each day

Without better resolution

 

I was reminded of

The Viet Cong kill count each night given

On the evening news

And wondering why

The GI count was always higher

 

C L Couch

 

yellow ribbon tree

http://jssyellowribbon.com/YellowTree/

 

The Enchanted Namesake

The Enchanted Namesake

 

I read the story long ago

I wrote the author

He never wrote back

But then how many

Contacts were there like mine

To say the name

Was mine as well

Did he ever take it as an indictment

As if to say,

It’s not my fault

I had my troubles, too, with it

Please leave

Me alone

 

On the jacket was the mention of

A bookstore

Which sounds pretty good

To me

A good life for which

I’d wish him well,

Of course

 

Well, I thought the name was silly until

It wasn’t

And the English teacher

Liked in fact

Having a literary character

For a name

As well as

A real person

 

C(hristopher Robin) L Couch

 

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