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Seasoned



SplinteredPaddle02aWe met full sail as summer swelled

and  we ran free

beneath borealis skies,

sun-kissed.

 

September’s sweet caress

coaxed us to sway in the starlight

as summer’s leaves shed

their emerald hue

 

splattering crimson

across our craft

brittle and thin as our words:

How’s work? How’s your mom? Did you feed the dogs?

 

Frost snaked aft and fore

across line and deck,

fine-webbed, rudder

shuddering in the thickening bay,

 

as we rolled, crested, creaked,

rolled, listed, lashed –

All hands on deck!

crashing through the icy bay,

 

boatswain lost in the fray.

Listing, righting, drifting,

two battered mates

keening for shore,

 

knot frayed, straining,

each with a splintered oar,

as spring’s tender kiss

dripped through the cabin door.

 

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Poem for Today


I stand at the edge of day
gathering vulnerabilities
in the waning light,

smoothing folds,
tucking edges in tight,
like a crisp cotton sheet

over a well-worn mattress,
frayed at the edges,
lumpy and stained.

But lie down, stretch out,
and the years rise like steam
tugging against the seams

of this origami life.

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Love is Poetry


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February 10, 2014 · 1:03 pm

The Joy of Love


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Love is…

the beauty of the soul. ~ Saint Augustine

the poetry of the senses. ~ Honore de Balzac

bestowed as a gift
— freely, willingly and without expectation.
~ Leo Buscaglia

a gift, precious and rare,
poured out from the heart of the Father
across our lives,
spilled to nourish and sustain,
to draw each wayward child
HOME.
~ Cindee Snider Re

Because God IS love. ~ 1 John 4:16

Lord, grant that I might not so much seek to be loved as to love.
~ Francis of Assisi

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, Friends!

“We love because he first loved us.” 1 Peter 4:19

What JOY!

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The Gift of Pain


Pain –
Physical, emotional, chronic –
Consumes, swallows, saps,
Drains.

Connecting, responding,
Reaching out
Requires more
Energy,
Effort,
Emotion,
Than the pain sometimes allows,
Leaving me separated, isolated,
Alone.

Words lie flat on printed pages –
Unclear,
Obscure,
Perplexing.
Thoughts drift, wander,
Swirl out of reach,
Refusing to make sense,
Take shape,
Opaque,
Leaving me wordless,
Isolated,
Alone.

Pain is difficult to define,
Describe, color,
Number, name,
A formless image,
A vapor, a mist,
A mirage
That dissolves, dissembles, disappears
As I try to capture it in words,
Wanting it to be concrete,
Quantifiable,
Understandable to others…

To me.

Yet the mystery
Is that once accepted,
Embraced,
Understood as allowed
By the Hand of my Heavenly Father,
Pain becomes a gift
A mysterious,
Powerful,
Incomprehensible gift
Able to refine, cleanse,
Justify, purify
And strengthen my soul,
Deepening my faith
And leaving in its wake,
A humble,
Useful, usable
Teachable,
Willing spirit,
Intrinsically reflecting
The heart and soul and mind
Of GOD.

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