We have parted
Seldom
Do we know Camelot
Till we have parted
:- Doug.
Catch me by the scruff of my
Imagination
And I will lead you where you want to go!
:- Doug.
Archive for March, 2014
The scruff of my imagination
Our plane and square
To true up our center of it all
Our plane and square are
Imagination and Grief
:- Doug.
The new 4-H
The new 4-H:
Hand and Heart wholly respected
Wholly engaged
Each fully Heard
Heard in public, Heard in private
Wholly pondered
Heard so much our
Hands must act out love in
Work
:- Doug.
No per centage in hating
There is no per centage in hating
Anyone—least of all a group—
In cutting off
Our possibilities,
Yours
:- Doug.
Why the difference made by the road less travelled?
Why the difference made
By the road less traveled?
For you, too?
Just the obvious—
Other scenery?
Quieter?
Faster? Higher?—
Or perhaps there is a less noticed—
The family of deer,
The groundhog rarely seen,
The wild turkey, the birds great and
Small, the birdlets gathered
At the feeders, and serenading,
Chattering unseen,
Speaking to me some
Messages to be deciphered—
For you, too?
An unusual way to see
A joke to tell
An oddity to notice
A change inside my consciousness
Sometimes
An unusual way to be seen
And what if that transfers
To those around and they see
More than we
And show others?
Poetry is one such road
The professions
Any work or play
We open to
Engage awarely
Infinite roads
Eternally awaiting
Less traveled by
For you, too?
:- Doug.
