Author: Gerry

  • Like life inevitably

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    Color changes trees
    Like life inevitably
    Grace and wind blow through

  • September 17, 2013

    Anne the Thinker

    Another week of dying
    Another week of crying
    Another week of wondering, where do we go from here
    Another week of drinking
    Another week of thinking
    Another week of silent desperation for the joy that has gone away
    Another week of living
    Another week of giving
    Another week of hoping for the miracles of a small kind
    Another week of moving
    Another week of loving
    Another week of life through a hazy future present
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    Worst day of my life
    Cookies and beer for dinner
    Empty space beside me
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    Gray days early Fall
    Breathe of life through wind blown trees
    Spreading mystic dreams
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    Smiles and kisses
    Dreams and schemes
    Plans and hopes
    Made up this thing
    Random lucky breaks
    And hard work and sweat

    Smiles and kisses
    Dreams and schemes
    Happy children
    Long days and sleepy nights
    Words and looks
    Things from books

    Smiles and kisses
    Dreams and schemes
    Days of caring
    Days of sharing
    Lifetime legacy
    After all this

    Smiles and kisses
    Dreams and schemes
    Hopes and visions
    Small changes
    Big changes
    Major setbacks
    Lived through with grace and stamina

    Smiles and kisses
    Dreams
    Dreams foregone and fulfilled
    Schemes aplenty
    But mostly simply
    Being
    Being together
    Through all this

    Smiles and kisses
    Simple joys
    Happy dinners
    Sons all grown
    All of them sharing
    Smiles and kisses
    Smiles and kisses
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    It’s not about fighting. It’s about being. Therese
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    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    Of love that never dies

    Light of days
    will always stay
    in hearts and minds they say

    when we were young
    and nights were long
    joy was born through you

    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    Of love that never dies

    As time went by
    Our children’s lives
    Filled days and nights, we two

    Joy in learning
    Ever burning
    And toys and laughter too

    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    Of love that never dies

    Growing together all our days
    adversities intruded
    But never once in all that time
    Was discouragement included

    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    Of love that never dies

    Fidelity through thick and thin
    Was all we ever needed
    And better or worse
    As wedding verse
    Was lived as days
    Moved past unheeded

    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    Of love that never dies

    As fate had its say
    In final days
    And strength gives way
    In struggles
    We’ll always know
    Wherever we go that
    Precious time
    With hope in mind
    gives life, not death,
    its beauty.
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    Another good day
    To be sad and glad inside
    We are like that now
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    072612 Grover Hot Springs 037

  • A poem was found on the back of a recipe

    (A poem was found on the back of a recipe in the back of the black journal.
    In the margin it said, “What is free in the midst of the attack?”)

    In this moment
    It is right here
    The beauty of being human
    is our ability
    To know and reflect
    On what is here
    Right now

    What is here and right now?
    The unknowable grace
    That has revealed itself
    In you
    Through you

    There are lots of opportunities
    To discover
    What is at peace
    In each moment
    Finding what is revealed
    In an ordinary moment
    In the most extraordinary moment, and
    In the most discouraging moment

    Relax in this moment
    Be who you are
    Relax as it is
    As you are
    In this moment
    It is right here
    You are right here
    You are always right
    In this moment

    The grace of being here
    Is that you have this moment
    To know and reflect
    That what you are being
    Is the person you have become
    To reach this moment

    Is the being you have become to reach this moment
    The person you will be in the next?

    Peace be with you.

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    UCSF Imaging Center  at China Basin

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    I will just sit here
    Practicing doing nothing
    Novice to master
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    UCSF Mt. Zion 073013-08

    Everything depends
    on affection it defines
    worth of everything

    Summer flower arrangement
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    There is much more than
    The dome of the sky above
    Shining beyond stars
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    All around us now
    Opportunities abound
    For kindness and grace
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  • She spends each day

    062813 UCSF Mt Zion - In the Meditation Room

    She spends each day
    In life’s struggles
    of work,
    unemployment,
    homelessness,
    ambitions foregone,
    and children distressed.

    She lies down each night
    With the one she loves
    He is the one who shares her concerns
    For their children
    They love their children as the best parents will
    And they look to her, and him, as protectors and guardians.

    She sleeps each night with joy at her side
    And the nearest thing to heaven
    Is resting in the other room
    Life should be blessed – in that which matters.
    All struggles are less to those who are blessed
    All effort is well spent when built upon such blessings.

  • Inspired haiku – Thanks Skip Moore

    Sunset_130611

    Sunset atmosphere
    The universe is surreal
    Or, is it sunrise?

    Quaking Oats

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  • It’s good to have hope on your team (and penny too)

    The hawk sits tired
    On a post; ruffled feathers
    Sometimes too much wind
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    120212 Sunrise

    The flame of compassion
    Is started by generosity
    Borne in our own experience of need
    Kept alight by
    The wind of desire
    To be better than we are

    A fire shared among people
    Who, together, become
    A towering blaze
    Of life giving warmth in the world

    (inspired by Piero Ferrucci, “The Power of Kindness”)

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    By way of a chance
    Hidden quality is born
    Showing reality
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    I have a daily dose
    Of pain and heartache
    Shared and passed on

    Life is not pain and sorrow
    Life has pain and sorrow
    Life is not goodness and happiness
    Life has goodness and happiness

    Pain and goodness
    Sorrow and happiness
    Are caused by attachments
    Hanging memories on our being

    I have a daily dose
    Of compassion and wonderment
    Shared and passed on

    Random acts of kindness
    Senseless bouts of cruelty
    Daily struggles
    And nightly dreams
    Such are the things of life
    Hanging memories on our being
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    A haiku lover’s
    Watch only has the numbers
    Five and seven there
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    Pronunciation
    Intelligibility
    Articulation
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  • What love is

    Love is a spite.
    Its devotion knows no bounds;
    Neither high nor low.
    Love is an integration of souls.
    Love is an interminable commitment of fidelity.
    Love pushes all our buttons and expects us to reset them
    So they can be pushed again.

    Love is a spite with a certainty
    that no matter how much
    of your hurt and sadness and frustration is expressed as anger,
    No matter what, it holds on to me and you, and you and me.
    Nobody told us it would be exactly like this,
    But they sure told us it would be a journey.
    We heard “for better or for worse” our whole lives.
    And lo and behold they both happened again and again.

    Love has the spite to prove to you that
    I’ll hold on to you no matter what.
    Love is just stubborn that way.
    Love is never violent. It never hurts for hurting sake.
    Love never destroys itself nor the other person.

    Love can be unkind at times
    Because love trusts in its reciprocity
    That hurt and sadness can be overcome in its very being.
    My love is my love in spite of myself after all this time.
    The love I receive in return is the same,
    Full, complete, complex and in spite of it all.

    I love you in spite of myself.
    I love you in spite of yourself.
    There is a connection deep and unexplainable
    Which brings our souls together.
    In each of our minds we are committed to the other.
    As time goes by the connection is stronger.

    The meaning of fidelity is manifest in spite of all that happens.
    Our minds and our souls and our lives experiences
    Are so intertwined that the two cannot be less than together.
    Even if we are apart the connection remains strong and mysterious.
    This is what we have made by choice and chance and spite.
    If we love in spite of ourselves, and if we take away the spite,
    All that is left is the connection of our love.
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  • Information and Referral

    Shadows under vines
    Shade obvious suffering
    For those living there
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    Homeless not hopeless
    Chin up day to day despite
    Chance and circumstance
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    Homeless in Santa Rosa 01/25/2013

    Lives lived in places
    Near to all but far away
    Looking for relief
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    Handful of dollars
    Grimy product still needed
    If you want nice things
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    Welfare office wait
    Kindness of humanity
    Inadequate dole
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    Giving and getting
    The stuff of life’s renewal
    Given by kind hands
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    How do we sustain
    The good of each person seen?
    Respect and kindness

    042813 Sonoma Coast 110
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  • Found haiku and the road less traveled

    Two blue butterflies
    On a beautiful blue bridge
    being butterflies
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    Rosemary of February

    Some grow anywhere
    Sun nor cold will belay them
    Rosemary and spurge.

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    Rosemary of February

    Does God ever apologize?
    Is fate ever just?
    Is happenstance really chance?
    Or does fate drive our circumstance?
    If happenstance and fate met along the way
    which road would they choose?
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  • light of souls

    William Morris Glass at Palm Springs Museum
    An urn rim glows dim

    Reminder of light of souls

    Leaving space on earth?

    William Morris Glass at Palm Springs Museum