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Momentum

(x = space)

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Momentum

(for friends)

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You know,

I write several things

A day

And then choose

One of them

Some days I only write

One thing

And I use that

I tell myself that if there’s

Nothing, then I won’t

Have anything

To share

And that has to be

All right

Occasionally, that happens

Not so often

If I have access to my

Small machines

Among them the device

Inside

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I say this because

This is where I am today

Not quite Pooh Corner

I admit

I cannot do everything

I want and like the apostle

Sometimes I do

The thing I hate

Though I think it’s more

That I don’t do

The thing I want

Even love

To do

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I could ask

Where is the energy

Of youth, that

Sweet bird,

Though I think we know

That energy is finite

Like the push-pull

Universe

And that we always tire

So we

Run the race we can

Then rest

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I know

You’re at the

Starting line

With me each day

I want to be with you

We go

And if we’re smart

We’ll rest

When there’s been enough

Join me today

Won’t you

In the race

That for us

Is cosmic laced,

Spiced, intertwined

With spirit

(or have spirit

laced with cosmic

thinking the spirit understands

either way)

The cosmic race

The spirit race

The human race

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C L Couch

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Isaac Newton Telescope on La Palma in the evening light

Photo by Frantisek Duris on Unsplash

Roque de los Muchachos, Spain

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Romans 7:14-15

(Hebrews 12:1 et al)

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Missioning

(x = space)

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Missioning

(for Mandy Shunnarah)

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It’s Wednesday

And a hump day

Too many cases breaking out

Al-Qaeda talking up Afghanistan

Fires in California

New Apple phones

Unveiled there

I need shoes

More importantly a place to live

Local friends are helping

And good thoughts

Come from everywhere

Faroff family stands by

I’m eaten up with nerves

They eat me

Consume the calm

Like the noise above

That means I’m leaving

After many years

Too many jobs

That took up all

My energy allotment

Concentration

And my attempts to rest

And now

Semi-retired

Accosted with all that

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My heart needs fixing up

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This should not

Be all for me

Too many people

Have revocable need

I pray

Others help

With worldly substance

So much more than I have

But this should not be for me

In what I cannot do

It’s to put out fires

Help first-responders

Let go those

Who have no perspective

Build up health

Yes

It’s true

And I must ask

For all of us

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C L Couch

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Mandy Shunnarah has been writing about skateboarding and skateboarding—forthcoming book, Midwest Shreds: Skaters and Skateparks of Middle America from Belt Publishing (fall 2022).  Hers is a positive, inclusive, encouraging voice.

https://mandyshunnarah.com/

https://www.offthebeatenshelf.com/blog

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Skateboard on Dry Lakebed

Photo by Kelsey Dody on Unsplash

Alvord Desert, Oregon, USA

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Why Sometimes There’s a ? Mark

(x = space)

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Why Sometimes There’s a ? Mark

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The ending of a movie

Doesn’t say

“The End” so

Much, which

Might be just as well

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Stories go on:

An event has an ending

However it might

Dwindle

Toward an emptiness of

Time and company

While the next thing is in

Motion

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Motion, motion—

Investment of potential,

Expenditure

Of energy,

Profit of contribution toward the

Turning of the Earth

And shall we say it,

Joy

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Yes, using

The “eternal delight”

Of Blake

Amid the envying of

All unmoving things that want

To be introduced

Into the

Calling rushing of the universe

And so it seems

Never the end

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C L Couch

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On Set

Photo by Avel Chuklanov on Unsplash

Portland, United States

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Really

(x = space)

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Really

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My wish for you

Is that you know some peace today

Even if you think

You don’t want it

Yes

I’m praying for something

You don’t want because you’d rather enjoy

Vengeance

The passion that comes

In blaming someone else

For all misfortunes

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My sibling friends

Enjoy some peace

Not that I give it though I’m asking

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You might think it’s stupid

Weak and empty

Like a promise that we

Conveniently forget

But if Blake is correct that

Energy is delight

Then

I’m going to add a step to the syllogism

And argue A equals B equals C

(equals A)

That peace is energy

Leading the better way

To the rest

Of meaningful

Always in motion

Life

With all existence

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Peace is energy is delight

Thank you

Mister Blake

Thank you

Power in prayer

Even when

Upstart offered

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C L Couch

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In The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, William Blake writes “Energy is eternal delight.”

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Photo by Aswin on Unsplash

Tivoli Gardens, København, Denmark

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Manatee

Manatee

 

All its age enfleshed

In deep-lined wisdom

 

Swims only enough

 

A round eye of black

Takes in everything

 

Takes you, takes me

 

Through a green liquid

Medium into inner

Space

 

Where energy abounds

And what the elder

Dreams

 

Flashes to merge with

Synaptic feelings

 

Action transduced into

Creation’s lightning

 

Welled in obsidian

Eye of the prototype

Mer-person for

A new world

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