Wednesday, April 17, 2019

April 17: Long Red Butte

Long Red Butte

The long red butte says,
“Here I am!”
Whatever you think,
I don’t give a damn.
You can say whatever you want to say.
If I’m too rugged for you,
Find some other way.
The long red butte says,
“This is me!”
This is the way I’ve come to be.
It’s not the way
I’ve always been;
Shaped by water; by the ice and the wind.
I am the grandeur
that yet remains;
The remnant of what was a lake or a plain,
Lifted up by tectonic force
Which  altered what had been the usual course;
A change in ecology; change in the weather
A change in the landscape, now and forever
But the record remains, where I stand like a giant;
Unprotected, but I’m still defiant!
And you’re free to see me
 as a tragic hero
Who knows he will one day
dwindle to zero,
But I don’t sweat the changes, because they happen slow.
People live and die,
and many storms blow,
Settlers pass through, and then they’re gone
Wars may be fought, but I still live on.
Though rocks be jarred loose from a rumbling train,
Most of my body will still remain,
But when they finally bring me down to my knees,
This scrub will be forest
With wide-branching trees,
And that’s a future
I’m willing to face.
‘Til then I’ll be proud
to be holding my place.
I’m life’s changing expression,
But my roots are down deep.
Under pasture and farms,
 I may seem to sleep,
And though wind and rain may grind me to dust,
It’s rock that comprises most of the crust,
Shaped and molded
from earth’s various forms,
From rock and water,
all life is born.
You may see my beauty but ask,
“What’s the use?”
“I am that I am!”
I don’t need an excuse.

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

April 16: Heart Appreciation

Heart Appreciation

I’ve got shelves full of poetry; halls full of art,
Tangents, and time, must intervene.
I see the beauty, but I’m in the dark,
And the meanings get cold when I take them apart,
In search of the alchemist’s dream.

And so much of my poems seem neurotic and strange,
Or at times they seem irksomely typical,

Ungrounded ideals, or someone in a cage:
What will the effort actually change
When I try to be more - or less - critical?

Chorus:
Find the beauty you Know within,
And let that be your attraction!
Then you have a place to begin;
A foundation from which you can take life in
Before you get lost in distraction.

I’ve been sinking into Scriptures
For something to inspire.
My thoughts and reading become quite a mixture
That gets me caught in mental strictures,
When I want to be on fire!

Wisdom converges, and the message is clear,
But the pace I keep is so fast,
That, hunting my purpose with my wisdom-spear
While tossing around on the back of a steer,
My purpose got lost in the past.

Chorus

We may take the time to analyze
Who and where and why and how;
Draw comparisons; scrutinize;
Find the ways we can sympathize;
But will it lead us to what matters “now”?

When you follow the path that can lead you to Grace,
Let the art it engenders become your song.
As you hold it in your heart’s embrace,
It will guide your steps, and show in your face.
Let it live and grow and shine – every moment as you go along!

Chorus:
Find the beauty you Know within,
And let that be your attraction!
Then you have a place to begin;
A foundation from which you can take life in
Before you get lost in distraction.

Monday, April 15, 2019

April 15: Purpose to Serve Part 3: Our Connection and Our Hope



III. Our Connection and Our Hope

I see I’m a piece of the whole of humanity.
I see I’m a part of the human calamity.
To say, “I’m the cure” is a part of my vanity:
It’s beyond me, but it’s got me to think
How our lives are affected by cultural trends
And how my personal changes affect my friends,
And how choices themselves affect all of our ends . . .
At least to admit there’s a link!

I look at a hill I’ve been wanting to climb.
It looks so soft, and it doesn’t seem far,
But the going is rough, and it takes some time.

From the top, I can’t see clear to Madagascar,
But I do have a picture of where we are!

We’re reaching the place where our dreams can flower,
Uncovering the love that awakens our power.


This is the day!  This is the hour!
This is the time to begin!

                  No longer needing to be resigned
To social pressures and others’ designs:
The world has its limits, but not our minds.
Our freedom to thrive is within!

The road is now open for a new commencement,
Like for prisoners craving release,
But we have to think bigger than petty resentment.
We have to work from a state of contentment
To bring our world to the path of peace!

I’m talking here about sensibility:
We each have our own dreams and kinds of ability,
And the acceptance we nurture creates social stability,
While admitting that things have gone wrong.
When we can be hopeful, but also real;
Understanding:  People lie, cheat, and steal!
Let’s be matter of fact about all our ideals.
Then the bonds between us grow strong!

Sunday, April 14, 2019

April 14: Purpose to Serve Part 2: Honor the Earth



II.  Honor the Earth

The earth has provided.  The earth is the carrier.
It’s given us pleasures that make our lives merrier.
The earth also has its natural barriers,
And dangers we may need to face!
Thus we inherit both doubts and success,
And sometimes it’s present, or impending, distress
That prods at our minds, and makes us progress
Towards knowing and finding our place!  (Verse 2x, Only I inherit)


Thirsty, I stumble on a rushing river.
I must figure out how to build a bridge!
A dry wind is blowing, and I start to shiver.
I’ll need to climb over the ridge,
But seek shelter under a ledge.

In the wilderness, I can go on forever,
And there’s joy in survival as I learn to be clever.
Sometimes the achievement of my higher endeavors
Requires joining in with the community.
Get some support when I’m feeling pressed;
A chance to put my skills to the test;
Other perspectives to determine what’s best,
(And a hundred new faces of lunacy!)

Up against many converging forces
Which in time must be resolved
By the utilization of my best resources,
Sometimes a solution evolves.
Sometimes - there’s just too much involved!

In all of this, I strive for expression:
To state what is true without concessions;
To stand for what’s just and to look for connections
With the life I perceive all around.
I draw upon science and engineering.
I try to see past how my life is appearing,
Never forgetting what I hold endearing
While creating with light and sound.

In the many modes of life and survival,
This is a pathway I choose;
Always preparing for the Kingdom’s arrival,
Straightening what’s been confused;
Not yet knowing how my work will be used!

I honor the earth, for the earth is the carrier!
Its natural beauty has made my life merrier.
I praise its abundance and also its barriers;
And its storms, which we may need to face!
In the vastness of space, we are graciously blessed.
Who can deny that we’ve made it a mess!
Shall we live what we mean - by doing our best,
Doing honor to this time and this place?

We are more than mirrors of life’s expression
As we state what is true without concessions,
And stand for what’s just and look for connections
In the life we perceive all around.
I draw upon science and engineering.
I try to see past how my life is appearing,
Never forgetting what I hold endearing
While creating with light and sound.

I honor the earth, for the earth is the carrier!
Its natural beauty has made my life merrier.
I praise its abundance and also its barriers;
And its storms, which we may need to face!
In the vastness of space, we are graciously blessed.
Who can deny that we’ve made it a mess!
Shall we live what we mean by doing our best,
Doing honor to this time and this place?

Saturday, April 13, 2019

April 13: Purpose to Serve, Part 1: Fate into Destiny

Purpose to Serve

I.  Fate into Destiny

I do have a purpose.  I have a goal.
Quite simply, it’s a matter of soul,
That enables me to take many a role --
For furthering paths of humanity.
I relish each challenge to get involved:
If it’s strife or confusion, that it be resolved,
Or if it’s a problem, that the barriers dissolve,
So we move beyond fate into destiny.

I assimilate service with creative visions –
Well, I don’t want to be too proud:
I’m applying right now for an office position,
Wondering how I stand out from the crowd.
Will any of my dreams be allowed?

Like - heart-to-heart communication;
Insight to deal with life’s complication,
While ever striving for simplification
And a lifestyle that can be sustained;
A humbleness to be always learning;
The culture evolves, but the world keeps on turning.
Through all of the changes, each heart is yearning
That  awareness be reached and maintained.

For the future, we can’t be completely prepared.
All the ways that I got here?  It’s shameful to tell!
Life is precious  – and so we all get scared,
But, even in times that we’re going through hell,
I have learned that it’s all just as well!

A great acacia eventually falls,
Pushing back the forest walls.
The birds in its branches might be appalled,
But not the young trees in its shade.
They were healthy; doing alright;
Feeling protected both day and night,
But when the morning comes, and they see the sun light,
It’s a moment for which they had prayed!

Like the trees, I know how to keep in my role.
Fundamentally, it’s a matter of soul
I do have a purpose; yes, I have a goal
To be furthering paths of humanity!.
I relish each challenge to get involved:
If it’s strife or confusion, that it be resolved,
Or if it’s a problem, that the barriers dissolve,
So we move beyond fate into destiny.

Friday, April 12, 2019

April 12: Lisa after the Small Town Dance

After The Small Town Dance

We had taken a walk from the small town dance.
I had gotten sweet on Lisa and she gave me a chance:
She'd consider me her boyfriend if I showed some good intent;
If I could help her break through from her predicament.

I could see my car, not too far up the street,
We'd been hiking in the rain in our soaking clothes and feet.
 I asked her what time she had to be home.
She glared at me and said, “Baby, I live alone!

And nobody tells me when it’s time to come or go!
I don’t mean to be impatient.  There’s just so much that you don’t know!
But then her voice grew softer, and she gave my back a pat.
She said, “It's not about you.  I've got some time to chat.”

Lisa had me laughing when we got to the car
About how men live in their heads, but that’s just how we are!
She said, “You better take me home or else we’re both gonna freeze!”
When a car with no headlights came out from the trees.

When I flashed my lights, I saw the nozzle of a gun.
Lisa said, “Ed’s out having some fun!”
But when the rifle blasted out into the night,
I said, “I think Ed’s out looking for a fight!”

In a second, or less, I hit the pedal,
And then a second shot rang into our metal.
Then when I saw there was a road block ahead,
I spun my car around and drove straight towards crazy Ed.

As we approached his car, I drove real slow,
Slouching down a little, to keep my head low.
I called out the window, “Hey Ed, what the fuck?”
He said, “That girl Lisa is our little duck!”

That’s when I made the tires squeal,
With five little sports cars right at our heals.
I was hot with the thought of Lisa disgraced,
And all across the town we eluded their chase,
  
Chorus:
Lisa, Lisa - What have you done?
What games have you played?  What battles have you won?
Has someone done you wrong?  I hope I can do you right.
I hope we can get along, if just for only one night.

Then I played what I knew would be my winning card,
And headed my car into the lumber yard.
I knew the layout, (That’s where I had my job.)
And the dogs that protected the place from being robbed.

I took out my key, and opened up the gate,
And we stepped into a shed where we could rest and wait.
Our pursuers were there in a minute or so,
And they stood next to the fence.  I heard them whispering low.  

They climbed into the lumber yard, one by one –
Ed was first to enter.  He was brandishing his gun.
I sent all three dogs off onto the attack
Knocked one guy over right onto his back.

Ed shot the lock off, so the other guys escaped,
But they didn’t get away in very good shape.
I called off the dogs, just to show I wanted peace,
And went into the office to call the police.

Chorus

Then I called my boss.  He says, "Are you okay?"
I told him that I'm sorry that I let 'em get away.
He told me where to look for a padlock and chain.
He said, "I know how it is, kid.  You don't have to explain!"

The guy who had fallen got up and tried to crawl.
He was fumbling with his phone, trying to make a call.
Lisa said, "Barry!  Don't you try any tricks!"
And the phone went flying when she gave it a kick.

Lisa said, "Barry, you've got no place to go.
Just tell the police the things that they'll want to know.
It won't be too long before you get out,
And I'll still be around , so you can give me a shout."

 As we waited in the drizzle, Barry started to whine.
Lisa got a rag to clean his cuts full of grime.
He called out to us as the cops put on his cuffs,
But we got back in my car, because we’d both had enough.

Chorus

Lisa said, “Steve, now don’t take me home.
I don’t know where to go, but don’t leave me alone!
Ed and all his buddies’ gonna try and hunt me down!”
I said, “Let’s go to my place on the other side of town.

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