FEELING THE PULL OF THE MOON

It’s two thousand fourteen,
and I’m
feeling the pull of the moon–
with its bright and full shine,
so compelling. . .

and a little bit frightening
as if something’s conspiring
or there’s some hidden witch,
waving wand,
with bone-bumped finger twitch,
directed at me
in mysterious spelling

And I hear this bright rock
that governs the night,
along with its much larger partner,
the orb of daylight
will before the year’s end,
again be aligned,

which will bring a bunch more
of this sort
of fantastical sight,

which we will all
be able to see–
if only
we firmly resign
to wake and look up
at all the right times.

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For a list of eclipses in 2014: http://eclipse.gsfc.nasa.gov/OH/OH2014.html
To find a listing of the different types of eclipses: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solar_eclipse

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UGH! GIVE ME A LITTLE DUCT TAPE OR A PLUG!

UGH!
repair a leak
or any thing that doesn’t work
with a little duct tape
or a makeshift plug. . .

yes, it’s a lot like
the adaged age-old chore
of sweeping dirt
under age-old adaged rug. . .

but such quick fix
may just have to hold
until a more perfect contact union
or more deft opinion
does unfold,

to restore a smooth life flow
and advance us to the stage
where we can truly shine
and let be done
whatever it may take
to make us whole.

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FAR OUT ALONE AT SEA

Far out
alone
at sea. . .

grit of tooth
and bend of knee. . .

no maps
to navigate this labyrinthine path. . .
a whirl of memory. . .

this-that
expert so-and-so,
not standing in my boat shoes here,
tries to tell me
which way I ought to go–
but
how would THEY know?

the sun shines
bright. . .

at times
the salty mist
and fog
and screams
of circling gulls
do get the best of me. . .

Firm sea-legged
I must learn to rise and stand
and chart the course
that sails me through my destiny,

a choice made hard
a choice made free. . .

etched or not,
perhaps not leaving
any thing–
no, not one jot!
in the scheme so grand and vast
of all space infinite
reeled through to cast
time’s great expanse–
Eternity.

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WHERE NO MAN HAS GONE BEFORE

Dare
to go where no man
has gone before. . .

once there,
you know no plan
that lays bare

the thing you were after
and thought
was in store. . .

so, let loose
a billow
of frustrated laughter–

it’s a bummer,
but no real disaster–

you just may need
to rethink,
take some steps back,

and dream up a new way
to go and to be
that perchance may make real
something just as good
as that ideal thing
you can’t get,
though you thought that you could.

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WAITING FOR A SIGNAL

I put out an antenna
and wait for a signal from God.

Could it be
I’m missing the boat
’cause He’s plugged into the net
on his iPod?

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LOVE AND SHINE TO THE UNIVERSE

Love and sunshine
send I out,
mind and heart,
to this great Universe,

and to any other space,
whose vast reach
from this place
can well stretch
quite a ways
more far apart. . .

It’s not so much. . .

but I’m hoping
that at least
it can be
some kind
of start.

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FROM A BANK OF FOG

born into
a bank of fog. . .

if a horn blew,
I just don’t know
if ears would hear
so wide and high
from high rise room
not to the bay
so super nigh. . .

I’ll bet
they
+++++slapped me one
+++++to make me cry–
+++++a prompt to check my breath–

+++++hurt my mom
+++++a little, too–
+++++not trusting
+++++my big head
+++++would, twixt us two,
+++++have done its natural job
+++++and made it through. . .

that said, it did–
with,
though maybe not for
their crude “help”–
I can’t now say
if or how
I might have yelped. . .

since then,
a stretch of years
in multiples of ten
has passed,

and many plastic things
I’ve had
have had time enough
to air, outgas. . .

and I have wielded
my sweet pen
and keys
+++++upon my flip machine
+++++that reach to divers lands
+++++I’ve never seen. . .

Thus, enter you
upon the scene
who, though you see me not,
can peer a bit
into my life
from what I jot. . .

so you may grasp
not my flesh hand,
but,
deeper down,
some of the crux
of what I am
and what I’ve been. . .

though it’s possible
that you
may waist-deep wade
in snow,
while trees through blooms
and broad green leaves
do grow
in this season I’m now seeing.

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