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Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Imperfect
Imperfect
Hypothetical
theoretical
theoretical
the end seeming static
a mental projection
a wished-for Wonderland
a mental projection
a wished-for Wonderland
during, meanwhile, in-between,
the transitory states
are all that is
the transitory states
are all that is
a durable dynamism
diversity, plurality, multiplicity
also all there is
also all there is
eternal ephemeral
infinite insight
infinite insight
Other than your judgment
what is imperfect?
...
David L White
Copyright June 30, 2015
Copyright June 30, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
Moment - #3 Revised
Moment
Moment by moment / the background chatter / softened to white noise
the tick-tock stopped / the room fell away
Still
We held one another / as if there were / nothing else to do
Moment by moment / time melted away and / eternity blossomed
A thousand people came through / hundreds were in the room,
dozens and dozens of times / the single story retold
the cleanup begins while / the somber celebration / comes to a close
finally we took our / time together / relaxing ... breathing ... healing
For all the hugging that day
this
was
not
that
no condolence given / no story told / no squeeze of elbow
no patting there there / no sighing / no crying / no tears
The next several days / that blossom held sway / the fragrance
arresting . attesting
days later while / the blossom still bloomed / I called her to find
I was not alone in that room
————
For MP
DLW © 2015
#3 Revised June 29 2015
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Moment
Moment by moment
The background chatter
softened to white noise
The room fell away
The tick-tock stopped
Still.
We held one another
as if there were
nothing else to do
Moment passed moment
time melted away while
eternity blossomed
For the next several days
that fragrance held sway
There was much hugging
that day and this was not that
no condolence given
no story told
no squeeze of elbow
no patting there there
no sighing
no crying
no tears
A thousand people came through
Hundreds were in the room.
Dozens and dozens of times
the single story retold.
The celebration was coming to a close
the cleanup had begun and
finally we took our time together
days later the blossom
still bloomed
and I called her to find
I was not alone in that room
————
For MP
DLW © 2015
June 22 2015
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