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Hung

Hanging by a thread, reel me in

Give me something to believe in

Trying to catch up, but it feels like I'm running in sand

I'm terrified of these demons in demand.

 

...the gallows echo my name.

 

Hanging by a string, lying low like fen

I need to be born again, like Jesus of Nazareth

Lost & trapped

My mind is a labyrinth.

 

...the hangman shrieks my name.

 

Hanging by a rope now, instead of a thread

This demolition course of a life,

Now has me dead.

Cut down by the scythe.

 

...the grim reaper carries my head. 

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FOOTPRINTS IN THE LEAVES

It’s been said a million times before…but since we know time can be fleeting

‘Take pleasure in the little things’ is a phrase that’s worth repeating.

 

As an illustration of this point I offer now to you

a day that was filled with little things…little things…times two.

 

Two people take a morning walk…leaving two sets of footprints in the leaves

along the way they hear two mockingbirds chirping in the trees.

 

They pass two people walking…their pace a little slow

what’s slowing down their walk is simple…they have two dogs in tow.

 

Two sets of smiles quietly exchanged in a beautifully natural setting

Two people pause a moment…for two dogs in need of petting.

 

Two eagles sitting on a pole…it is their normal place for meeting

Two people stop and wave to them…it is their normal way of greeting.

 

Two smoothies shared for breakfast keeping two people healthy and alert 

Two tuna melts at a cafe for lunch…and two donuts for dessert.

 

Two people moving silently together…two bodies at Tai Chi

Two people watching TV together…a documentary.

 

Two people reading in their bed…two people turning out their lights

Two people glad they spent this simple day together…

two kisses…

two good nights.

 

Two people drifting off to sleep…and as their dreams take wings…

Two smiles on two people’s faces….as they dream of little things

 

Of donuts, tuna melts, and eagles…of birds chirping in the trees

 

Of smoothies, dogs and a morning walk leaving footprints in the leaves.


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THE GREATEST ADVENTURE

As children they loved listening to fairy tales

of adventures…large and small

then once upon a time they discovered

life …is a wonderful fairy tale

 

and…the greatest adventure of them all


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AN UNFOLDING LIFE

Although it seems at times life moves so fast we have trouble keeping up

(Wasn’t it only yesterday our children were babies…our dog was just a pup?)

 

But there are times we look into the mirror and think as we grow old

how life doesn’t actually fly by….it evolves slowly…it unfolds.

 

And as life unfolds in front of us…at its slow and steady pace…

We see changes in our friends and family…we see it unfold upon our face.

 

So every now and then we stop and take a moment….allowing memories to rise

Memories of bygone moments that unfolded before your eyes.

 

Moments with our family and friends…when we were little girls or boys

Moments of great sorrow…

moments of great joy.

 

It is one of the wonders in an unfolding life…how our memories move so fast

that every now and then our present mixes with our past.

 

And we realize at these moments…before the moment’s done

how our present past and future have become united into one.

 

And for that one brief moment…our past, present and future pause for us to see…

and marvel in that moment…how we’re living in all three.

 

Perhaps that’s why times seems to move so fast…and before we know it we are old…

Perhaps that is the reason…

and the answer 

 

to how and why a life unfolds.


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WHY ARE THE OCEANS BLUE?

When I was young and asked the question why is the ocean blue?

There was a simple answer…one everybody knew.

 

The way the water filters the spectrum of sunlight holds the key…

the red colors are absorbed…while the blues are the ones we see.

 

I didn’t realize how essential the oceans were back then…how vital for all life too…

I only knew there was a lot of water, it was fun to swim in…it was salty…and it was blue.

 

Now I know we need the oceans to live…it’s a certainty that we do!

But here’s something else that I have learned…the oceans needs us too.

 

They need us to stop polluting, stop overfishing…stop causing them so much distress.

They need us to help replenish them 

so they can go back to doing what they do best…

 

Sustaining life for a host of diverse creatures that inhabit the ocean blue

and while they’re at it sustaining life for all the people on Earth too…

 

I’ve learned the oceans are sad because they’re dying…and they have a story to tell

that if we succeed in killing them…we’ll be killing ourselves as well… 

 

Now that I’m older I know the answer to the question is not a simple one…

but one I wish everybody knew

It’s also how we’re mistreating them everyday…

 

that makes the oceans blue.


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INDIANS AND MANBATEES

 

When one of the first settlers asked a Native American, 

“What do you call this land?”

He shrugged his shoulders and scratched his head…

“It has no name…

it’s shared by all

we call it ours.”he said. 

 

The other day we visited sacred Indian mounds built by people we didn’t know

Temple mounds and burial grounds constructed a thousand years ago.

 

The mounds were built next to a river and as we watched clouds drift in the sky

we were blessed as quietly in that river a family of manatees came floating by.

 

And I thought as we stood in the shade and comfort of two beautiful old oak trees

how they have a lot in common…Indians and manatees.

 

How they lived in tandem with the land honest sincere direct

taking only what they needed…treating all things with respect.

 

How they shared this land together…. for oh so many years

until our ancestors came across the ocean and chose to settle here.

 

Chose to endanger their way of life, who they were…who they would be

threatening their individual journeys…endangering their history.

 

And today when I look a Indians and Manatees I see all that we hijacked

how we’ve left them, through our greed and arrogance, with scars upon their backs.

 

And I wondered as we climbed reverentially to the top of the temple stairs

how they must wish for a time when America was not America…

just a land they both called…theirs.

 

for a time when they shared the land, 

the rivers 

and the trees

for a time when they were happy 

 

being Indians and manatees.


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Let There Be Light

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Let there be light
God said, it became bright ,
Earth in the morning
Creatures came, and following

Dawn the first ray
Of early time, always
The silence hollow, all
Atmosphere, the total.

Flower too, looked at up
Sky's blue, the buttercup
Fully open the face
Was comely, quiet and gay,

Asleep, the shadows but
Did me the calmest heart
Pulse struck it oft aflight,
For God said, there be light!

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AN OLD MISTAKE REMEMBERED

I bring to you a memory…a story that undertakes

to show we never know what lesson we will learn from our mistakes.

 

Years ago I took my students on a field trip to Tarpon Springs

We visited the sponge docks and took a boat ride…of all things.

 

The plan was…after we finished with our spongy ocean jaunt

we would eat a sit down lunch in a nice Greek restaurant.

 

I put all my students money in two envelopes in the pocket of my coat

one half was for the restaurant…the other for the boat.

 

The boat ride was magnificent…a fun morning in the sun

and after paying off our captain…he hugged us…everyone…

 

He made it a point to thank each one of us before we went away…

I wondered if all Greek captains were as happy…or just him…that day.

 

The meal at the restaurant was amazing……the perfect way to end our day

but I ran into a little snag when it came time to pay.

 

When I reached for the second envelope inside the pocket of my coat

I realized I’d given both envelopes…all our money…to the captain of the boat.

 

It seems what enhanced the captain’s happiness…was my tiny, little slip

as I gave him something in the neighborhood of a $300 dollar tip.

 

So there I was at the restaurant…where…to my dismay

after we all finished eating…I had no money left to pay.

 

My students were blissfully unaware…they seemed as happy as can be

so I reached into my wallet and took out my credit card…Plan B.

 

I have made a lot of mistakes in my life…and I’m sure I’m not done yet

but the mistake I made that day is one I never will forget….

 

It’s the day I learned mistakes can also be blessings

for when I see that captain’s smile in my memory from way back then

I like to think if given the chance

 

I’d make the same mistake…again.


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FRISBEE DOG

Yesterday I was walking in the early morning fog

When I stopped at the edge of a field to watch a man and his Frisbee dog.

 

The man would throw his Frisbee east, west, north or south

the dog would chase it, jump up in the air and catch it in his mouth.

 

Next that dog would trot that Frisbee back and lay it at the man’s feet

The man would pick it up…toss it again…and this scenario would repeat.

 

After each chase the dog would wait as excitedly as he did the chase before 

and I couldn’t tell by looking at their faces which one enjoyed it more…

 

I noticed the more I stood there watching them…seeing how that Frisbee flew

seeing how that dog would jump…I was smiling too.

 

I watched until they finished…until the final chase was done

and marveled at how dog and man were having so much fun.

 

My thoughts drifted back to our dog- he couldn’t catch a Frisbee at all

but he would act just like that Frisbee dog when we threw a tennis ball.

 

And I remembered when we played fetch…how I loved to watch him run

how just like this man and his Frisbee dog…we too had so much fun.

 

Our pets will pass away too soon…before us…this is true

and now I wonder if there isn’t an explanation…a rationale for why they do…

 

To remind us life is short and to get the most from our life span

perhaps we should be chasing as many frisbees as we can…

 

Perhaps we should be running in the fields…jumping over logs

 

and having as much fun living…as that man and his Frisbee dog.


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