Sweet Heat
Sweet heat of Jesus /
Tastes full-bodied on your tongue /
Psalm to calm it down.
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Cookie Fails
I have committed all those sins, /
Once and again /
When baking the day away. /
In the kitchen I run /
Mixer, thumb, and hum /
As I try to get the dough my way. /
But, alas, by turns /
Overmixed to burned, /
My baking fails like clay /
Lost on a potter’s wheel /
Self-creation piecemeal /
That has gone astray. /
But fool that I be /
Mount Success for me /
So into the recipe I climb. /
Mix and shape /
Measure and bake /
Then wait again for the timer’s chime.
Then out come my cookies. /
Oh, take a look! See /
How they look divine. /
I sit on my stool, /
Fidgeting until cool, /
Then I dine on this feast of mine.
#032422
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Skeleton of memories
Winter killed our tree. /
Don’t know if it was before, /
during, or after /
your death. Dead limbs hang barren: /
no buds, no leaves, no cherries. /
Skeleton of memories.
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Burnt fingers
Burned by deep cold, leaves /
open to spring’s renewed touch. /
Winter’s fingers crossed.
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Dabbled thoughts
Each snowflake a thought /
piled on the dappled stone bench. /
Soon gone in sunlight.
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Sunset
Spring holds hope within, /
waits on the windy sunset /
to sweep out winter.
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Heavens
The dove and the moon /
share a moment in the limbs. /
One resting, one passing through.
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Yesterdays
The snows of the past /
glaze into the ice of now, /
then leave us alone.
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And
Death and sleep and love. /
One comes, one goes, one remains. /
Legs of a broken stool.
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Why did the chicken get on the Möbius loop? To walk to the other side.
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