Angels Among Us

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Spent

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Withered, wafer thin, and worn—palliative, it would seem.

And all your glories seem forgotten in the pressing now, and

you lean a little more, and

you breathe a little harder, and

you respond less as the mind fails and the body falls to the damage of time and toil.

All the checked to-dos are done and seem but footnotes in a life long lived.

Though much is forgotten,

much is ahead, for

the lasting beauty in this decaying is in

the what will be.

Spent.  Hope.

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Breaking Forth

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Mind Jumble

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I process with my pen,

its inky laughter and tears, spilled in vowels and consonants and grammatical scraps.

Through fingertip to paper, the thoughts pinging off the inside of my cranium find voice and form;

and if it were not so, my untidy words would hemorrhage disjointed and be

lost,

just a part of the myriad muffled chatters in the world that buzz and buzz and buzz–the white noise of life.

It’s like living under high voltage power lines.  So

I write to capture the meaning of things, to process my mind jumble and try

to make sense of it all.

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May 23, 2015–And it is the last goodbye . . .

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And it is the last goodbye . . .

After a cold, Canadian winter, the soil is thawed, the soil turned,

the grave dug.

Earth that sprang forth flowers and vegetables from your tilling and tending touch,

earth turned and turned again,

now welcomes your life shell as it holds Dad’s, as well. You rest

with all our others who have lived before.  Earth to earth—

pieces of decay and living memory

buried

with one last goodbye

until then.

Revelation 14:13              Then I heard a voice from heaven say, “Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.”

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken

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When I Grow Up

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When I grow up, I want to be a doctor of philosophy.

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When I grow up, I want to be a teacher . . . or a In ‘n Out Burger cashier.

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When I grow up, I want to be a politician. (Don’t talk with your mouth full!)

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When I grow up, I want to be an eagle.

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Hey guys, when I grow up, I want to go viral on Youtube!

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Windswept

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True Grit–the Sequel

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Dare to Be Different

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