Showing posts with label opportunity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label opportunity. Show all posts

Sunday, March 3, 2019

Wait and see


That is how things collapse,
you know how it goes,
all at once.

From experience,
there was no other way.

I survived a major earthquake,
yet none jolt the nerves like those
fault lines
connected to the heart.

So, it is never
really one thing-at a time,
rather what we choose to do or see
about it,
like finding a moldy blueberry
and leaving it with the rest.

It makes one turn to meat,
foregoing the fruit.

There is a dotted line between
poison and penicillin.

There is more to throw away
than keep.

Rebuilding is going to require
everything,
except
accepting to live in the rubble
of what once stood
up to/against.



Image credited by Nyttend in [Public domain].

Friday, August 31, 2018

Marker


It occurs to me that a threshold
is essential for crossing over

leaving one place, entering another.

A transference or transcendence
if done intentionally

the past stays outside.

It occurs to me rather suddenly,
despite making plans and beds,

tucking corners and ducking blows,

this was all about some body, 
a place to rest

and what to do with what remains.

I have reconsidered 
that it may be the most selfless thing

to be buried in a plot, or swallowed by a sinkhole, 
instead of scattered

to sea, disbursed widely

without
a mark(er), a fold or ripple,

a place
where others can go
to meet with Memory.

This is the last thing I can do

for those whom I held the door for,
for those that may be missing and seeking

my presence-

No body
needed more than a place to rest. 



Painting By John Singer Sargent [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons, 'Open Doorway, Morroco, c 1879.


Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Knock on would


When your back is against the wall,
you must turn around and face it-
when you do, 
you will notice 
it was a door
all along.





Image by By Bill Jacobus [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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