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Fortune Telling

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Fortune Telling

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Do people really

Run away

To join the circus?

Did they?

What did they do?

Pull on tent ropes?

Feel elephants

Or other animals?

Sweep and sweep

While learning

A circus trade?

Trapeze?

Clowning?

Firing a cannon or

Getting shot out of

One?

It’s Monday

And in my culture

This is the kind of thought

That people have

On Monday

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Photo by Alex Gagareen on Unsplash

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Not Unusual Sunday

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Not Unusual Sunday

(which is to say, ordinary time)

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Lord, help me

To be ordinary today

To be faithful

In the usual way

To go to church

Think churchy thoughts after

For a while

To play a little

Finish my homework

Get ready for tomorrow

Monday,

You know

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Photo by Osman Rana on Unsplash

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Monday after Sunday Prayer

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Monday after Sunday Prayer

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Lord,

What’s going on?

Where are you?

Where are we?

Are we lost,

Or it is that

So much seems lost

On us?

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Do we simply

Not get it?

We engine on

And sometimes there are wheels

Where do they take us?

Why should we make the trip?

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Too many questions

We want some

Certainty,

Please

We want to know

We’re on the path to

Something good,

What we’re aiming toward

And heading toward

Is good

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Good for prosperity

Good for wisdom

Good for relief

On our arrival

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How will get there?

Do angles light the way?

And yet

Some part of us must be

Agnostic

Must question

Doubt

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We have to assay

Whether it’s treasure

Or rust

Or rusty treasure

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To take

Simply admire

And walk on

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Into future

(into Tuesday)

To the next site

A challenge

The next prayer

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Beware of these Streets

Photo by Andrew Gook on Unsplash

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Salutation

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Salutation

(meaning health)

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I hope this is

A good day for you

You deserve it

I know it’s Monday, but

It is as full of opportunity

As yesterday

Tomorrow

And the next time

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I’m not saying

Everyone has the same

Opportunity, because

In no way

Do we all have the same

I wish we did

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But the hours are

Ahead of us,

And the moments of now

Have arrived

What shall we do, not

To pass the time

But to make it

Into something that is

Prosperous and peaceful,

Ancient wishes

Rendered imminent

For all of us

Here and now

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There is a good book by Henri Nouwen entitled Here and Now.  And by Jean-Pierre de Caussadethere is The Sacrament of the Present Moment.  Each book is brief, imperfect, yet brimming.

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Nobility of Time by Salvador Dalí

(photograph) by fabiolah, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=51922306

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Tontines

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Tontines

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Good morning, Monday

And to all of you

I hope the weekend brought some pleasure

Some enjoyment

That lives inside

Your living, now

I hope that Tuesday’s grand as well

But today is today

I’d like the present moment

The next present moment

To be good for you

As if there were a promise kept

By forces unseen

Or heard

But sometimes felt like

Two-way touches in the wind,

Smelled and tasted, too

Like Sabbath-keeping

Or peace in

An hour of prayer

A walk inside a forest

Or the palace of the mind

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Photo by Martin Adams on Unsplash

302002, Jaipur, India

While visiting the Gaitor site in India’s pink city (known for its pink mud walls), we came to a temple with beautiful, carved figures. Noticing the birds, I took my camera and all of sudden a whole group of them leapt into the sky.

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Fractured Confession

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Fractured Confession

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I haven’t said anything

About God today,

Which isn’t true

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I wrote above,

Commenting on

God’s judgment

And its fairness against

Earthly powers

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Sometimes, I think,

The issue is

Power versus prophecy

With God surprising us

In interpretation

When it rolls

And tolls

Like justice

Over Earth,

All planets,

Our sun,

And all stars

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“Earth and All Stars,” a Christian hymn (with rather ecumenical lyrics)

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Image by WikiImages from Pixabay

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Monday’s Children

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Monday’s Children

(coffee then reading, watching, hearing the news)

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It’s a Monday,

Blue and green

It’s Stephen King’s birthday

And tomorrow is the birthday of

Bilbo Baggins

And Frodo Baggins

The anniversary of

The big party underneath the big tree

Thank goodness for

Big trees

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Zendaya won the Emmy for lead actress

(though she is an actor)

On TV this past year

Since it’s a kind of peer review

And a mutual admiration

Society of a

Society I am neither in nor out,

I stay up with these things

Tangentially,

Though I’m glad for her

And her

Accomplishment

She must be well-supported

And did I squeeze a bitter grape just now?

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To all those who accomplish much,

I’m thankful

For those who have helped them,

More so

And for those who accrued

Through

No effort but the virtue of their own,

I am impressed as well as

Pleased, though it’s not about me

And it needn’t be

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Now, I read today that  women make up

Fifty-one percent of my society,

While thirty-one percent are white men

Is this why we’re so

Frightened?

Fear leading to anger

Leading to sin

We burn the crosses, rig elections

Cheat the press to make the case

That we should be in charge

The new majority, by the way,

If we must count

In this fashion

We’ve known for a while will be

Hispanic or Latino,

Going as Latin-x these days

In spite of brimstone efforts

At the border, in the cities

This will happen

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I’m looking forward to the changes

And when the cap is taken off

Am I a traitor to my kind?

No, my kind

Is homo sapiens—

I can say for myself

That pinkish-pale or whatever

My skin is is interesting enough

But the color wheel is vast

And extraordinary (for being

ordinary)

And it is there

Or here—even the color blind

Know the textures change

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We are in this variegated world

In the flora

We are the fauna

We don’t need secret knowledge

Except as an exercise,

And bent has always been

The hiding of agenda

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Join me in the world

All the colors of the senses

(in this way,

synesthetes rule)

Patricians, even partisans

Let go

With everyone, take hold

Of what is good

What is love

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Photo by Roman Bozhko on Unsplash

The Wheelhouse, Los Angeles, United States

Handlebar Tape at Wheelhouse Coffee

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We’re Sorry, Monday Morning

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We’re Sorry, Monday Morning

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I have some toast

I’ll have some coffee soon

And there’s nothing like cold water

To begin it all

Libation and consumption

Lead to liberation

(with les jeu de mots)

We need water

Mine goes through filters

Because we cannot drink what

We have ruined, only

Stave against pollution

Does anyone on Earth

Or above the Earth

(the ETs who are watching)

Think we are lunatics,

Invested of the moon

In an invented way?

And what can we do?

Fix all the water

Apologize to Earth

Tell Gaia that

We won’t do it again

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Itto Ogami, CC BY 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=53127564

Piazza del Campo!

(Fonte Gaia, Siena)

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On the Line

On the Line

 

Some days are cleansing days

I’m not sure what that means

I have a simpler breakfast

Coffee and dry toast,

I spread out around the computer

Ignore the phone (caller i-d keeps watch,

anyway)

Eat and drink and write

I’m tired enough

Though not so much

It’s a kind of litany with the elements

A collaboration with nature, God the

Maker,

And with me

Not trusting self but

Finding faith with (the) others

 

Gee, it’s Monday

I think the Earth hates Mondays

Sometimes (some days) I rather loathe them, too

But it’s a start-up day for the week

And that’s all right

Taking some time to prepare

 

A breath before the face goes underwater

The shock of cold, the return of light

When breaking through

One way or the other

Let’s see what happens

 

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(by and at) https://plentysweetlife.wordpress.com/2016/07/05/sheets-on-the-clothesline/

 

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