Tag: poem

Rest quietly
let the Spirit guides guide
rest quietly
among the flame
then ash
rest quietly
let the Spirit guides guide
the spirits of trees
moved on in ash
just as you
and I
will one day be moved on
as ash

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 10/13/17

Waiting for David Bowie or an angel to walk in
Sitting in a chair I would welcome their grin
A warm greeting can be expected
In our community where we are protected
Love is stronger than some
And all the bureaucrats with whom I spoke
Were kind and informative
Sharing anything they had to give
Emergency services are morphing
As the options for recovery we are sorting
Don’t worry be happy playing in the air
Not quite yet but we’ll get there
My community
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 10/18/17 at brew

Bowie comes on singing “under pressure”
The flames of nature assaulted us like a thresher
Yet responders and neighbors responded with effort
And kindness despite transformation brought on by the zephyr
Homes in ruins as all our stuff is gone
Transforming life as we knew it to a new dawn
Mindful of what has been given and what is won
Take the circumstance so we can act on

Glory of friends,
Glory of place,
Glory to the Creator who gave us space
To live this life as life allows
In this our souls will rouse
To become what we might be
To act on what we now see
As fate and circumstances
In this our life’s brand new dance
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 10/18/17 at brew

To search the depths of resiliency
The fog in the Redwoods portends that with which we must contend
Everything is a test and a lesson to search the depths of resiliency.
Or expand the heart.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 12/14/17

Winter whirls
Outside the window
Inside worries and wonders
Continue
As they do
Wishing for joy
Settling for contentment
Have to take
What is there for the taking
Blessings
Mixed
As they often are

Firestorm
Still blows
Cold and harsh now
Like nothing
Ever felt before
Harsh like ashes
Stuck to a shoe

Scattering ashes to the wind
As memories cling
Like leaves
To trees.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 12/26/17

Love is like smoke
Smoke is like love
They come from a fire we don’t control
They spread everywhere in the space there is

Fire sits like a giant Crow waiting
To swoop in and blow away our dreams
Love flies across the view scape
In the fog like a white egret
There in all its beauty
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 01/29/18

A truck weighed down
like a soul
a journey
filled with stones of memory
somewhere in California
a monarch flutters
like a soul
the journey against hot winds
a journey to be completed nonetheless
despite the possibility of death
especially because of the possibility of death
life’s journey is like that
moving forward
ever forward
despite the inevitability of death
smoke filled skies
give way to memories
dusty ashes of our lives
sifted in mesh nets
yielding the unburnable
Memories
like pebbles through the mesh of our minds
this is what is left
except for the love thicker than smoke
wafting in the air
ghosts of the buildings
we once called home
blow out to sea
or settle in the vineyard soil
to grow to be a smoky ghostly vintage
such is our Redwood lives
where love is thicker than smoke
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 04/26/18
Another Thursday

From the depths of Sorrow
or the heights of joy
all the world can do
is ask, “Do you want more?”
On the day we are born
until the day we die
all the world can show is,
“This is it”
In our deepest thoughts
and our shouted words
all the world’s lessons are expressed
From the dawn’s early light
to the sunset glow
the world is always spinning
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 08/23/18

Another Friday night

Five days of Orion running
through smoke passing
through places of which we spoke
Paradise and Hidden Valley
Gone away now
Under Fire and Ash
gone away
gone
gone in the ashes
rise up in the air
to arrive upon another life
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> 11/09/18