Monday, December 28, 2009

Random Treat Thank You

snow snow snow
I know
say ashrei with me

god's glow
light and faraway fire
reminding

morning noon and night
I shall return
please wait quietly

a jaunty jolt
the very air
fine pink

woody shots of rosemary
and lantana
now clean of fallen leaves

my name on a street sign
for the first time
since childhood

you may not think I'm pretty
say ashrei with me
we've just to try on

not a bad mind either
comes of light in the distance
humility just realized

oddment
tweak
thank you

like this
manners taught by example
I'm half and half

there's so much to learn
curing an environment
onto the page

a ribbon twisted into words
and away we go
ubiquitous


Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Status 2009

contemplating new directions
and strategies for my life
a great yoga class
today
sick of war and killing and assault
particularly in tune with the synergy
in my life no longer employed
as a teacher
just hopeful
simultaneously idling and noodling
eating toast
deserves a treat hunkering down
meditate this morning
starting to think focus
on remaining uplifted in my life
immersed in daily practices received
three pink and red birthday bouquets
rhyme time subconscious mind
preparing for the Queen
optimistically overwhelmed juggling
battery operated rain one or two hours a week
phone calls money bickering tools
and always chocolate love
shooby doo wop doo wah
loves the smell of damp chapparal
feeling productive, joyful and blessed
lost a gorgeous essential tree
in memory we've named it
in my life
loves

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

A Poem by Marge Piercy

in memory of Yona Kollin

Kaddish

Look around us, search above us, below, behind.
We stand in a great web of being joined together.
Let us praise, let us love the life we are lent
passing through us in the body of Israel
and our own bodies, let's say amen.

Time flows through us like water.
The past and the dead speak through us.
We breathe out our children's children, blessing.

Blessed is the earth from which we grow,
Blessed the life we are lent,
blessed the ones who teach us,
blessed the ones we teach,
blessed is the word that cannot say the glory
that shines through us and remains to shine
flowing past distant suns on the way to forever.
Let's say amen.

Blessed is light, blessed is darkness,
but blessed above all else is peace
which bears the fruits of knowledge
on strong branches, let's say amen.

Peace that bears joy into the world,
peace that enables love, peace over Israel
everywhere, blessed and holy is peace, let's say amen.