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An Angel Drops the Mic

(x = space)

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An Angel Drops the Mic

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Show’s over

Time for applause

Be impressed with me

The talent

And the portent

The agency

I am

And represent

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This was fun

Next time you see and hear me

The show will be the last

And best

And afterward

Maybe a revue in

Our new place

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Before We Leave

(x = space)

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Before We Leave

(or stay at home)

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Keep us

Safe at home

Safe far away

Safe in a crowd

Safe on our own

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Fed

Watered

Like valued plants

We also sometimes

Talk to

Sheltered from

All evils

All extremes

That cruelly stretch

Reason out shape

For decent use

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Help us to use

Our senses

As we have them

To expand

And justify

And celebrate

Your placing us

On Earth

Inside the cosmos

Our greater purpose

Serving you

Two great

Commandments

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An Odd Prayer to Share

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An Odd Prayer to Share

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God, help us

As we must know you

Something besides us

For people fail

They go away

Often for normal reasons

We are inside

And something should be known

Outside the skin

Of each of us

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We breathe

And that’s good

What is breathing for

And other pleasures?

And when it hurts

And they

What then?

Where is the reason

Who’s the reason?

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Nature is good

We can humanize

When we’re not exploiting

Its indifference

With our indifference

We can worship it

It will not specifically respond

We can destroy it

But then

We can destroy each other

Too

(not recommended)

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There is something

That is not us

Someone

Who is not us

We are talking to you

Unless we’re sure there’s nothing

And we’re only talking

To ourselves

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Either way, something more

Is needed

Not that each of us is bad

Or useless

Not that self-destruction is a choice

And we’re committed

(or we’re careless)

In which case

There is no talking

To oneself or anything

And we choose that way

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Or talk us out of it

(and here is a conceit

if not a cheat,

for this is a collective prayer)

Set us on paths

Toward light

Toward life

Toward righteousness

Not the indignant kind

Not ego-driven

But has illumination

As a cause

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Beyond self

There are so many things

So many people

There is much within us, too

Even the storm

And we are enough

For that

For them

For us

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a prayer to say together, on behalf, or one by one

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For a Sad Time

(x = space)

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For a Sad Time

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God gives

We say

God takes away

It’s true

Especially

If we accept Job

As a template

Loss for what seems is

No good reason

If reason

Loss arrives

What shall we do

But keep

The good we know

The hope we have

Say

In other stories

Our own

That we compose

As best we may

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In Kabul

(x = space)

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In Kabul

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Nine hundred twenty dead

Early counting

Now over a thousand

In Kabul

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The Taliban has asked

With urgency

For aid

The people in the city

Are receiving help

From local sources

People, groups

And from outside Afghanistan

Organizations

Other nations

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So many dead

The faithful will mourn

Accept

The will of God

While they mourn

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KABUL, Afghanistan (AP) — A powerful earthquake struck a rural, mountainous region of eastern Afghanistan early Wednesday, killing at least 920 people and injuring 600 others in the deadliest temblor…Read More

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Kabul, Afghanistan

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By and By

(x = space)

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By and By

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The circle won’t be broken

Let’s say again

Let’s sing again

Let’s dance again

Wonderful rings

That only break

To let someone in

Newcomers

Those returned

From the field

One kind or another

Outside there is potluck

Everyone bring

Something

While without doubt

Those without

Are so very, very welcome

Honey, too

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You take my hand

And come along

All are welcome

Don’t worry about

That other thing for now

If you’re tired,

Rest first

Hungry, thirsty

Take care of that

We’ll be watching over you

Like angels from

The other song

Our circle is strong

We get the idea from the sun

And moon

And heaven

Heaven knows

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God there

God here

Welcome, child

No, we do not care

About that

Come as you are

Heh-heh

Come eat

Come drink

Come dance

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Epoch

(x = space)

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Epoch

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We have war

We have pandemic

We shoot each other

And we shoot

Our children

Children shooting

Children, too

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These are the facts

When we believed

Ourselves good

In gray

And black and white

Were such

Things happening

As well?

Maybe

Maybe so

We did our best

To hide the war

In Korea

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And our children

Were growing smart

Naturally asking

Questions

Our parents did not know

How to answer

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Things began

To fall apart

The marriage rate

Fashions

Belief in government

And other agencies

Belief in church

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Discovered were

All kinds of prisoners

Who wanted

To be free

It was a white world

It had to be injected

With more color

With more style

With more freedom

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The war ended

Followed by

A worse one

We killed our youth

Did not fight well

And lost

The victories in the ‘80s

Took on an absurd

Significance

We conquered Grenada

The UK kept the

Falklands from

The mainland nation

We hid

From ourselves

What the CIA was doing

We were supposed

To believe

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Not that the Soviets

Fared better

They lost in Afghanistan

And later

Lost the wall

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So here we are

Not born

To be kings, as Queen

Asserts for

Highlanders

We’re simply here

And want our lives

And in relationships

And to trust our

Communities enough

Some buy guns

Or drugs

To have it so

Some lead hidden lives

That in the light

Of day could cope

Though illumination’s

Out of fashion

Left in the scriptoria

Of centuries ago

Or kept in colonies

In eastern Asia

Southern Asia

And there are monastics

Here and there

Not nearly so many

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Secretly,

We praise our obfuscation

Slaps on the backs

For leadership

That will not abrogate

No way

Volunteer

Self-funded terms

Term-limited

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And what is hidden

Behind doors

And what if the

Angels

Were assigned

To take all the doors

Away?

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There is a planet

Though we

Melt the ice

Suffer in greater heat

Wondering what

Happened

To the media

Our hilltops long ago

Surrendered trees

To acid rain

Well, at least

Not so many

Rivers catch on fire

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There is our place

In the cosmos,

The physicality

Social arrangements

Away from here

And maybe

On the way

Can you imagine?

What will we say

Our part has been

With regard

To respectability

Of suns and planets

And our

Sibling people?

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Well, we’ll have to answer

Otherwise

Gort might have its way

Though if the visitors

Go unreined

Then we’ll have

New problems

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We have a chance

It’s not last call

I’m not sure

Who calls that

In layers or in rounds

We might still

Have a say in that

But we’ll have to

Behave

Restrain and moderate

Practice then employ

The love we could have

For each other

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I used a cut-open plastic bottle to pour the paint.  First black, then the cold, then the warm 🙂

[note by P. C.]

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Prayer Starting Day or Night

(x = space)

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Prayer Starting Day or Night

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God keep us

This day

Or night

Through everything

God keep the family

As families

Arranged or redesigned

But families

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Teach and affirm

Our hopes

Our plans

If you speak to us

In dreams

As Joseph dreamed

And Joseph

The magi

Several saints

Then offer clarity as well

The humility

The dare

In hearing from you

And then acting

After

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Who knows your will

But we must know

Your will

We have your words set down

Help us to study

To inform our prayers

Enlivening the prayers

That do not change

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Lord, love us

Forgive us

Save us

And spirit us

So that

We might not be led into temptation

We might dwell with you

As is said

And offered

Invited

Forever

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Hurry Up, Please, It’s Time

(x = space)

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Hurry Up, Please, It’s Time

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Time to pray

My God, you are here

Sometimes your presence

Seems so thin

Like vapor

In the morning

Then sometimes a

Numbered weight

Sometimes a fire

That frights

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It’s how we imagine you

Though you are manifest

As you are manifest

Not invisible

Not hiding behind a tree

Awaiting human mischief

For a peak

You are not voyeurish

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As it is, you’ve seen it

Heard it

Touched it all

Our antics are not of interest

Unless we should please you

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That would be

A forest of content

With scenes of love and action

(love in action)

That would delight

In fact

And in fact

Of all the constituents

Of nature

And believers

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Animals might pray

Might live in prayer

We must talk

Must confess

Must ask

Though, yes, we may

Keep it in the mind

Just behind

Or just inside our tongues

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You hear us

Remarkably, some time

And every time,

Which is the miracle

The need

Even the requirement

To pray

For us to mutter something

You to hear

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Sorry

Thanks

Love

Amen

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(I take the title from T. S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land”)

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