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  • When We Sleep Fitfully

    lost in dreams

    bridges lose their moorings

    chitter through barren scapes

    manufactored arthropods seeking

    their remembered Paleozoic glory

    roads untether from the earth

    slither over desolate terrain

    hardened serpentes with hidden fangs

    their venom’s effect unknown

    if you awaken to glimpse

    this inexorable journey in the dark

    close your eyes and turn away

    let it rest among the debris

    on the floor of your night

  • There Was No Child (Poem)

    only a shadow cast upon the wall

    faint shoe prints on the stairs

    a smear from fingers upon the jar

    laughter from games that never happened

    the scent of dinners never cooked

    warmth from arms never clasped

    but in the window glimpses remain forever

    of that constant playful grin

  • Great Relief (Not A Poem)

    I keep reminding myself that there’s no need to say everything I think. Indeed, I do best to say very little, because most of what I think turns out to be incomplete, incorrect, and often rubbish.

    Here are some danger signals I look for:

    Anything that has the term “you people” is not fit to be heard and is useful only insofar as it points back at myself. Time to revisit my own biases and also the 37 practices. Anything that sets me up as expert is immediately suspect and needs to be quashed. The depths of my ignorance are more and more apparent to me, and I know very little indeed. None of what I think is truly original. Every thought exists built upon other thoughts, and the whole ediface is shakier in coherence than a tower of cards. So why bother with sentences like “I think…” unless someone first asks?

    Anything that arises from negative emotions, esp those in the anger realm. Before I speak from annoyance, anger, or even outrage, check first the source, the intent, and the probable outcome. The first is usually not what it appears initially, and as before, circles back to me and my attachments, aversions, or confusion. Similar case to be made for intent. As far as outcome, safe to say that invariably differs from what I imagine.

    Here are questions I ask before rushing in and allowing words to rush out:

    Is this necessary? Is this wanted? Is this valuable to the listener(s)? Most importantly, is this kind? (Not “nice,” which is a different attitude, and one with which I don’t truck.)

    I will revisit this page often. If you read this-and truly, there’s no reason anyone should-if you have any suggestions to add, please do. I’m an old judgmental bit of livestock but I can learn