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If I Could Paint
Posted on Saturday, February 14th, 2009
If I Could Paint
If I could paint,
I’d walk across
The aqua sea,
Step over ripple waves,
Allow cerise reflection
To dry untouched.
I’d pass cormorants
Dancing tip-toe intricate
Before plunging deep,
Catch welcome on a breeze,
As I’d hasten to this canvas
Stretched horizon wide.
I’d feel chill-toe splash
To reach before scarlet
Burst amidst magnolia clouds,
Sketched rough in haste
In gray dawn light,
When all was quiet still.
Once there touch-close
I’d estimate his texture,
Movement – depth – swirl,
The artistry contained therein
That drew me close from
Far out beyond the sands.
And in this private showing
I’d ponder his intent and
In his purpose add
Buff lines – dimension,
Suggesting shape – direction
To this blossoming dawn.
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On Turning Seventy
Posted on Sunday, February 8th, 2009
Reflecting on significance of this milestone, I wrote this poem to celebrate the event.
On Turning Seventy
It’s new terrain – even foreign
As he crossed over onto to a ridge
Surface flat – frozen – desolate;
He wondered breathless if ascent
Worthied a climb so mountainous.
He paused – breathed in deep
A grace to fortify his soul gazed across
Windswept — snowbound peaks,
Silent sentinels – witnesses
Marking this solitary ascent.
Nothing more to do but be,
No more trials to prove –
Compete – endure — determine;
No – now challenge is to serve
Selflessly without notice of gain.
In that special moment
A dawning edged its glow
Around and through over
Peaks surrounding to bring
Knowing warmth without – within.
No longer are eyes intent upon
Footsteps in the frost — freed are they
To contemplate soul flight that awaits –
Though not just yet as he seeks to
Intimate with those following close behind;
Encourage console humor joy fortify
That ragged band tested in elements
Not planned – even anticipated,
But endured as they trudged on
As he was encouraged by those
Who reached the summit first;
Waited once to hear his footfall,
Ancestors and those departed
Who observed with understanding
The path they traveled once;
They celebrate in recognition
This solitary wanderer climber
Who seeks full consciousness,
That love so pursued alone,
As they a time sought the same.
As light and warmth spread,
Pause stillness are indulged,
Peace harmony course through
Heart veins that once trembled
To a strain now recognized serene.
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