Living on Planet Awesome

Living mindfully

in political bedlam.

Peace is a challenge.

Soft blue, like the sky

in the first kiss of sunrise.

Peace, carried by doves. 

Turning towards others.

Living with an open heart.

Easing into peace.

At all times, choose life.

Choose friends and love and sharing.

Most of all, choose peace.

Opportunities

abound for friendship and joy.

There is bliss in peace.

Turning toward others,

living with an open heart.

Peace begins with love.

Here I Am

You Are Here

Here I am, 

in California,

at 73.

Mister Rogers died

in Pennsylvania,

just 74.

Natural causes they said.

(complicated by cancer)

Not sure where I’ll be 

at 74.

Not sure if I’ll be.

(complicated by who knows)

Man plans, God laughs,

No matter who you are.

No matter where you are.

The Cure

One step is all one need take

One poem for one in prayer

One card to one sick child

One book to one tiny town

One brick for one new dike

One well for one ill village

One shot for one new life

One can to one food bank

One Kiva for one hopeful world

One call to one official

One smile for one store clerk

One letter to one distant friend

One dollar to one small shelter

One step is all one need take

One peace at a time

One love

The week has just begun

Yesterday had it’s chance.

Enjoy today alone.

Tomorrow can wait.

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I’ve become an old man.

Some blood was involved,

yet there’s time to heal.

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I don’t worry about

Spirit intending good for me.

It’s all good.

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Just sitting
in my room,
lost
in my thoughts.
Suddenly, I
find
myself.

The Women March Again, Thank God

I can choose anger,

fear, hate.

I can choose love.

It’s not complicated.

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My scars inform me 

I’m stronger than what tried to 

break me. No stigma.

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I was not appointed to

judge smart phone usage.

Do what pleases you.

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I write my seventeen’s,

unless I have no time.

Then I write long poems.

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I pause throughout the

day, become still, look within.

How funny I am.

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I won’t surrender 

my peace, not even to those

I can not control.

The Ides

I need God’s Love.

God needs my hands and feet.

Seems like a good deal to me.

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The TV news

is just the planet’s cry

for meditation,

for prayer.

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Some pain is so complete

that all else vanishes

in its wake.

Be still.

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My neighbor helped me 

mend our rain gutters.

Since the sun shone,

it was time.

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I value my mind,

but I am following 

my heart 

in the new year.

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If it’s no,

just say no.

You don’t have to be

excessive about it.

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Remember death, 

as even for 

the rich and powerful, 

life is brief.

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Poems are where my life

goes to be remembered. 

Some seem like songs.

How sweet.

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When I want more,

I give thanks for what I have.

It’s a fair price to pay.

What Else?

Even when the clouds weep,
or the earth cries out in pain,
it is possible
to love throughout the day,
to find joy midst the suffering.
Walking through our world,
it is possible
for every living soul
to express innate wisdom,
being and acting as harmless
as they know how to be.
It is possible
to shed anger and hate,
to smother them with
charity, sympathy, tenderness,
benevolence, compassion.
It is possible
to practice radical humility.
It is possible
to notice that what is convenient for us
is inconvenient for others.
It is possible
to slow down,
walk more slowly on the earth,
be healing and strong,
rejoice in the day.
It is possible.
What else are days for?

A New Year

December 31

is so arbitrary,

yet nostalgia rules.

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I’m leaving behind

what does not serve me,

doesn’t fit 2018.

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A new year.

One more syllable.

What can we do?

Oh, yes, I know.

Write on.

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That’s too much bacon,

says nobody.

The same goes for

happiness and joy.

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Ease is coming.

Don’t fight it.

Life is soon to be

in flow. 

Rise with it.

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I’m grateful  

for every door that opened,

for every one that was closed.

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Others’ tyranny and oppression 

are no match for 

my compassion.

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I’m having a great day

or a greater day. 

The prospects are endless.