Oliver
February 2015
This is the time
For you to compute the impossibility
That there is anything
But Grace.
Hafiz/Ladinsky
Awake! the sun is
calling! adventure’s friendship
courts your valor’s zest!
Definition #190 Time
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Definition #189 Replies
22 Apr 2015 1 Comment
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Puzzle of Horse by Jeanne 4/2015
Polish the ego’s rust
from the mirror
of yourself.
Fakhr al-Din ‘Iraqi
Life is not display
of my given talents; but
replies to His prompts.
Definition #188 Chance (What I didn’t know then)
21 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
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LupinePuzzle2015
connected in Maine, USA
cultivate the wild
grow refined, civilized, pure
recycle surprise!
glutton
20 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
Did you doodle with your mouse?
Gobble words; chew the house?
Savor wisdom, burp the glutton?
Clothe the truth, close the button?
Definition #187Laughter
20 Apr 2015 1 Comment
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What a language it is, the laughter of women,
high-flying and subversive.
Long before law and scripture
we heard the laughter, we understood freedom.
The last stanza of Lisel Mueller’s Poem: “The Laughter of Women”
locked in rage: put down?
imagine trust: laugh at strength:
fly through faith, trust, love!
Definition #186 Thank you
19 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
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In the rain
on the coast
Maine in April, 2015
I give thanks I can
choose to be in Maine Friday
and home Saturday.
I give thanks I can
breathe at 40 or 75 degrees
as I travel home.
Definition #185 Thaw
18 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
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Asperger’s melts into the warmth of April
Frozen edges droop
Puddles leach to lubricate:
A Don squeeze in Spring!
Definition #184 Ars Poetica
17 Apr 2015 Leave a comment
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An Ars Poetica poem
talks about the art of writing poetry,
presents the poet’s views on what a poem is
and how it should be written.
Tea in Maine
A poem is sound: Ruth Grierson plays violin.
A poem is memory: Scottish jigs & ballads;
A poem is taste: all kinds of music but rap!!!!!!
A poem is smell: while we sip English Tea
A poem is a stage: at the library;
A poem is a story: hear about:
the ceremonial burning
of old buildings that need replacement
the Fire of 1947;
that stopped when the fireball hit the sea!
the flames brought forth
the aspen, birch and new seeds that burst in the heat!
Definition #183 Artist
16 Apr 2015 1 Comment
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Jeanne the artist
strikes a note!
“I am
a birdbrain;
I have no right
to sing.”
jch 7/9/2014
My Song:
What is an artist?
Artist
See with third eye
Breathe in the Spirit
Blossom with passion
Perceive light and shadow
Discern
Listen
Create like the creator’s daughter
Celebrate diversity!
Definition: #182 Wisdom
15 Apr 2015 3 Comments
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Wesley McNair
Poetry Laureate of Maine USA
Mangling a Proverb:
He is not wise that parrots the wise.
Wendy Videlock
Last night
we listened to
Wesley McNair
the Maine Poet Laureate
@the delightful Southwest Harbor Library.
He read:
“When She Wouldn’t”
a poem about his Mom’s death
a lost child
with complex family feelings from the Ozark’s.
Her language:
“Mo”
“This a way-that a way”
“Goin’”
brought reconciliation and gratitude
in the end.
His notes,
written in longhand
told a harsh story
its grief
and glory.
Many poets read
when he had finished.
They parroted
the sentiments;
but mostly griped about the cold winter.
And thus,
left his wisdom in the snow
to thaw
its lonesome way home.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 