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The Ocean Within

Ebbing and flowing,
cleansing and nourishing,
from the tiniest fish that swim
in your veins, to the largest whales
of your soul, rely on the life-giving
water from within, nourished by the sun through day,
directed by the tides at night, touched by
the hand of God and bestowed the power
to create and sustain life, to raise up
great storms and inspire the heart of man,
to love with great fury and tear down walls
built long ago by another people’s war

The water that makes you
is ordained with holy wings,
harness the power of the great ocean inside,
use it not for devastation of the unruly and
sinful parts, but as a sacred trough from which
all may drink and find the blessings of life

©SpiritLed 2014


Vampire

coagulating

vampiric breath rising up

history arrives

 

history arrives

multiple index entries

flesh life no longer

 

flesh life no longer

devoid of metal stone wood

immortality

 

immortality

memic fashion center stage

all for naught or else

 


1 Comment

Shakespearean Sonnet

I wonder why my husband’s father did
not speak of World War II. He flew a plane,
B25 by name. The Air Force hid
something. Aleutian Islands wielded pain

with cold and secrets he would never share.
You’d see a dignified and quiet man
when meeting him. War memories weather? Fair.
Or maybe, since we do not know, he’d scan

the skies of what he’d had to do. This caused
the swallowing of words that would describe
this past part of his life. Silenced and paused,
he kept tight to himself his wartime tribe.

After he died we found a little book
with names of buddies. Some the World War took.


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The Meaning of Legacy

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Legacy is a profound word. It tells us that what we are getting ready to read or hear will be known for generations to come.  I like to think of myself as the keeper of a legacy.  Each of us has a legacy, whether we want to or not, whether we share it or not.  I take pride in every one who came before me, for their struggles, their triumphs and yes, even their failures.  That is who I am, who we are as a nation, as a people. I encourage each of you to take the time to preserve the story of who you are, your family’s story,  and to fill up that now-empty page with what the future holds.


Honeycomb

He knew there had to be a better way to kill, a faster way to disperse the enemy. He would have to find a way to produce a weapon that would not only be quicker to load, but that would allow more shots per load. It all revolved around technology. Everything revolved around making a better use of technology. If the enemy had to find the time to pour the powder, pack the wadding, place the cap, aim and fire each time, the simple remedy was a revolver. But how many bullets should it hold? Five? six? Would seven prove to  be too much? He thought of the shape of a honey comb-perfect.

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