Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Is That All There Is?

The cat in the lap knows a lot.

Yes, and that's all that is needed.

Says who?

Says the cat.

Friday, June 20, 2008

What's Still True, Though Much Went Wrong

I'm leaving the content of this post blank intentionally, and ask that you consider its title and what it means to you.

I would be pleased if you were to use the comments function at the bottom of the post to write what for you is still true, though much went wrong.

Leanderthal, Lighthouse Keeper

Friday, April 18, 2008

On Expressing Feelings, or at Least Thanks

We need not be troubled by expressing our feelings,
So inherent to the human condition.
When used for good they have most ulnique powers;
Provide balance to thinking, an important addition.

There's more to wisdom than critical thinking.
Consider how feelings can play a role.
So long as they're shared authentically,
They often contribute to healing the soul.

We sometimes have need to exporess our love,
Though our words can be awkward and few;
Especially when we remember the past,
When feelings were raw, and little seemd true.

Try "thanks" to those who helped us get through.
In most of our life times that group is quite small.
But they are the ones who never withdrew,
And were there for us to soften the fall.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Children of Loss

No matter how much mates might suffer from loss
There often are others involved.
And when they're the children who helplessly watched
We soon learn that just one thing's resolved.

When the loss which they suffer is parents divorce
Depression sets in straightaway.
And the day that the judge grants the final decree
Is the start of more hell to pay.

No matter they know how the breach came about,
No matter what side they might take,
They did not sign up for the heart rending loss
Of their family, their lives, for God's sake.

It can take many years for those deep wounds to heal,
And each one must do it alone.
It's crucial to know that and give them the time
To forgive, perhaps never condone.

They might want connections with each of their parents;
Confused how to do that, move on.
Stay close to them, talk to them, write to them often,
Though knowing they might never respond.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

On Storms and Calms

What about storms,
The word which connotes extremes;
Conditions in which we are challenged
To survive, sometimes beyond our means?

And what about Calms,
The word which connotes peace;
Conditions in which we relax,
And pray it will stay that way - please?

But what about calms before storms;
And what about calms after storms?
Do we need both calms and storms;
Are there any such things as norms?

If we had all our druthers and wishes
Do we really want all peace and quiet?
Or do we need both calms and storms
To energize us, and not die yet?

A Metaphor for Partners

Two tall trees of different species
Growing side by side
Each with its own healthy root system
Meshing in the branches.

On Clouds

We all know what they are made of,
But tonight I learned bit more
From clouds about what I am made of,
As their shapes changed up on sky's floor.

I saw a disfigured face
And thought, it that possibly God?
When we think of Him in our image
Does He need to be perfect in bod?

Then my mind saw a beautiful woman,
So clear in her eyes and mouth.
Then the cloud changed of course, once again,
And part of her face had gone south.

And so what do we wish for and why,
When we inspect what's on other's neat shelves?
Can we ever accept imperfections,
Since they're clearly a part of ourselves?