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Surrender – a poem

Surrender
Julie PalestrinaSit down
Let go
Breathe in deep
Exhale slow

Unclench
Unwind
Ease up
Free the mind

No rules
No goal
Light heart
Quiet soul

Spoil the child
Spare the rod
Give up
Rest in God

Source: written for a Servant Leadership School class

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Thinfs to Think – a poem

Things to Think

Think in ways you’ve never thought before.
If the phone rings, think of it as carrying a message
Larger than anything you’ve ever heard,
Vaster than a hundred lines of Yeats.

Think that someone may bring a bear to your door,
Maybe wounded and deranged; or think that a moose
Has risen out of the lake, and he’s carrying on his antlers
A child of your own whom you’ve never seen.

When someone knocks on the door,
Think that he’s about
To give you something large: tell you you’re forgiven,
Or that it’s not necessary to work all the time,
Or that it’s been decided that if you lie down no one will die.

~ Robert Bly ~

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The River – a poem

I still can’t get over Garth Brooks retiring so early in life. He is one of those singwriters who lyrics stand alone as poetry...

The River

You know a dream is like a river,
ever changing as it flows
And the dreamer’s just a vessel that must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what’s behind you
Never knowing what’s in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores

Too many times we stand beside
Let the water slip away
Till what we put off till tomorrow
has now become today
So don’t you sit upon the shoreline
and say you’re satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
Dare to dance the tide

~ Garth Brooks ~

(excerpt from The River — enlightenment is where you find it….)

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Solar – a poem

Solar

On a gray day, when the sun
has been abducted, and it’s chill
end-of-the-world weather,
I must be the sun.
I must be the one
to encourage the young
sidetracked physicist
working his father’s cash register
to come up with a law of nature
that says brain waves can change
the dismal sky. I must be the one
to remind the ginger plant
not to rest on the reputation
of its pungent roots, but to unveil
those buttery tendrils from the other world.
When the sky is an iron lid
I must be the one to simmer
in the piquant juices of possibility,
though the ingredients are unknown
and the day begins with a yawn.
I must issue forth a warmth
without discrimination, and any guarantee
it will come back to me.
On a dark day I must be willing
to keep my disposition light,
I have to be at the very least
on stray intact ray
of local energy, one small
but critical fraction
of illumination. Even on a day
that doesn’t look gray
but still lacks comfort or sense,
I have to be the sun,
I have to shine as if
sorry life itself depended on it.
I have to make all the difference.

~ Thomas Centolella ~

(Views from along the Middle Way)

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This is my heart – a poem

This is My Heart

This is my heart. It is a good heart.
Bones and a membrane of mist and fire
are the woven cover.
When we make love in the flower world
my heart is close enough to sing
to yours in a language that has no use
for clumsy human words.

My head is a good head, but it is a hard head
and it whirs inside with a swarm of worries.
What is the source of this singing, it asks
and if there is a source why can’t I see it
right here, right now
as real as these hands hammering
the world together
with nails and sinew?

This is my soul. It is a good soul.
It tells me, “come here forgetful one.”
And we sit together with a lilt of small winds
who rattle the scrub oak.
We cook a little something
to eat: a rabbit, some sofkey
then a sip of something sweet
for memory.

This is my song. It is a good song.
It walked forever the border of fire and water
climbed ribs of desire to my lips to sing to you.
Its new wings quiver with
vulnerability.

Come lie next to me, says my heart.
Put your head here.
It is a good thing, says my soul.

~ Joy Harjo ~

(A Map to the Next World)

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Just Now – a poem

Just Now

In the morning as the storm begins to blow away
the clear sky appears for a moment and it seems to me
that there has been something simpler than I could ever
believe
simpler than I could have begun to find words for
not patient not even waiting no more hidden
than the air itself that became part of me for a while
with every breath and remained with me unnoticed
something that was here unnamed unknown in the days
and the nights not separate from them
not separate from them as they came and were gone
it must have been here neither early nor late then
by what name can I address it now holding out my thanks

~ W.S. Merwin ~

(The Pupil)

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I want to tell you lies…

(~) “I WANT TO TELL YOU LIES”

I want to tell that little boy his Mom will be just fine
I want to tell that dad we got his daughter out in time
I want to tell that wife her husband will be home tonight
I don’t want to tell it like it is…..
I want to tell them lies.

You didn’t put their seat belts on, you feel you killed your kids
I want to say you didn’t … but in a way, you did.
You pound your fists into my chest, you’re hurting so inside
I want to say you’ll be ok……
I want to tell you lies.

You left chemicals within his reach and now it’s in his eyes
I want to say your son will see, not tell you he’ll be blind.
You ask me if he’ll be OK, with pleading in your eyes
I want to say that yes he will…..
I want to tell you lies.

I can see you’re crying as your life goes up in smoke.
If you’d maintained that smoke alarm, your children may have woke.
Don’t grab my arm and ask me if your family is alive.
Don’t make me tell you they’re all dead……..
I want to tell you lies.

I want to say she’ll be ok, you didn’t take her life
I hear you say you love her and you’d never hurt your wife.
You thought you didn’t drink too much, you thought that
you could drive.
I don’t want to say how wrong you were……
I want to tell you lies.

You only left her for a moment, it happens all the time.
How could she have fell from there? You thought she couldn’t climb. I
want to say her neck’s not broke, that she will be just fine.
I don’t want to say she’s paralyzed……..
I want to tell you lies.

I want to tell this teen his buddies didn’t die in vain
Because he thought that it’d be cool to try to beat that train.
I don’t want to tell him this will haunt him all his life
I want to say that he’ll forget……..
I want to tell him lies.

You left the cabinet open and your daughter found the gun.
Now you want me to undo the damage that’s been done.
You tell me she’s your only child, you say she’s only five.
I don’t want to say she won’t see six……….
I want to tell you lies.

He fell into the pool when you just went to grab the phone.
It was only for a second that you left him there alone.
If you let the phone ring perhaps your boy would be alive.
But I don’t want to tell you that………
I want to tell you lies.

The fact that you were speeding caused that car to overturn
And we couldn’t get them out of there before the whole thing burned.
Did they suffer? Yes, they suffered, as they slowly burned alive
But I don’t want to say those words……..
I want to tell you lies.

But I have to tell it like it is, until my shift is through
And then the real lies begin, when I come home to you.
You ask me how my day was, and I say it was just fine
I hope you understand, sometimes…………
I have to tell you lies.

Dedicated to all the Police Officers, Firefighters, EMTs, Paramedics, Emergency Flight Crews and all Civil Servants who deal with the tragedies of life and death. The saddest
of all, being those that could have been prevented.

Wear your seat belts.
Keep poisons, flammables, fireworks, etc. out of reach of children.
Keep your smoke alarm in operating order, if you don’t have one, get one.
Never, ever drive if you’ve been drinking.
Never leave your toddler unattended.
Teens, be responsible drivers, obey all traffic lights,
posted limits, warnings and signals at RR crossings.
Keep your guns locked and out of reach, buy a trigger guard.

Am I preaching?
Am I nagging?
I guess I am just telling it like it is…….
Or I could just tell you a lie.

And the next time you hear a siren in the distance, don’t just say a prayer for the victims and their families. Say a prayer for the people that face these tragedies every day and do the best they can to save someone that is loved. We never see the tears of these brave men and women, but God does.

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The Spring – a poem

The Spring
(After Rilke)
Spring has returned! Everything has returned!
The earth, just like a schoolgirl, memorizes
Poems, so many poems. … Look, she has learned
So many famous poems, she has earned so many prizes!
Teacher was strict. We delighted in the white
Of the old man’s beard, bright like the snow’s:
Now we may ask which names are wrong, or right
For “blue,” for “apple,” for “ripe.” She knows, she knows!

Lucky earth, let out of school, now you must play
Hide-and-seek with all the children every day:
You must hide that we may seek you: we will! We will!

The happiest child will hold you. She knows all the things
You taught her: the word for “hope,” and for “believe,”
Are still upon her tongue. She sings and sings and sings.

~ Delmore Schwartz ~
(Last & Lost Poems)


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A Psalm of Life – a poem

A Psalm of Life

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each tomorrow
Find us farther than today.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

In the world’s broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no Future, howe’er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act, — act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o’erhead!

Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;

Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.

Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~

(Voices of the Night)

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A few of my Favorite Things – it’s to laugh

My Favorite (Senior) Things
SPECIAL PERFORMANCE BY JULIE ANDREWS FOR AARP MEMBERS

To commemorate her 69th birthday on October 1st, actress/vocalist Julie Andrews made a special appearance at Manhattan’s Radio City Music Hall Julie for the benefit of the AARP. One of the musical numbers she performed was “My Favorite Things” from the legendary movie “Sound Of Music.” However, the lyrics of the song were deliberately changed for the entertainment of her “blue hair” audience. Here are the lyrics she recited:

My Favorite (Senior) Things

Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Cadillacs and cataracts and hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favorite things.

When the pipes leak,
When the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favorite things,
And then I don’t feel so bad.

Hot tea and crumpets, and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heat pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favorite things.

Back pains, confused brains, and no fear of sinnin’,
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin’,
And we won’t mention our short shrunken frames,
When we remember our favorite things.

When the joints ache,
When the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I’ve had,
And then I don’t feel so bad.

Ms. Andrews received a standing ovation from the crowd that lasted over four minutes and repeated encores.

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