Heaven

a kiss is a kiss is a kiss

a chocolate kiss is sweet and smooth

a child's kiss is gentle, quick



but - a kiss from you

sweet, gentle, lingering



Just long enough

for longing



and quick enough to

quicken



and slow enough

to know



that heaven waits

the five decade mantra

holy holy holy. holy holy.


thy will not mine be done, thy will not mine


shield me from evil by infinite grace

one day at a time, one day at a time


yours is the power, the power is yours

Dance Fantasy

In midwinter midst

the chill and the leaves

a wind blows

and sends us all a fluttering


Leaves flutter down

You flutter in

I pirouette in the churning wind tunnel

Health

All is right with the world

It is just this body that aches

Mind that wanders

Head that throbs



I feel great in the morning

when the world quarrels

and kills



Would that the world and I were healthy at the same time

and in the same place

Hearth - Christmas Eve

With a ho ho ho

The red dwarf ascends my hearth

I wake astounded

Heath

I walked on Hempstead Heath

imagining my father's forbears there

how did they dress?

did they sing? have curly hair?



I found FitzHugh's sarcophagus

high on the heaths of England

practically on the Borders of Scotland

my maternal ancestral home

Where did they bathe?

Is this where my fear comes from?

audacious questions
for a fourth generation Buckeye

Hearty Stew

Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow
softer in the broth

Warm, moist, salty stew
is heaven in my mouth

Heats my heart with mother love
- though mother is a decade dead

Stick-to-your-ribs laughter
rings in my memory and carries me into the afternoon

Heart

My heart beats faster

and faster and faster

until I can hardly breathe



I sleep sitting in a chair

at ten in the morning



Tickling butterflies don't hurt

or do they?

Hope

Tis the season of hope

Kids hope for what they want

Merchants hope that sales will be up

I hope it will all be over soon

Salt Air

Breathing Spirit

Sweeping Care


Plainsong of seagull

pulling me from my

old self

from myself



Return to ruach

the wind

the air

Return to Spirit


and return
again...

re turn



As the sun slides down

chill, wet, wind

I head toward home



going home with God