The Song of the Rotor-Tiller

Today we harvest broken bits of glass
Fragments of old toys, bit of aluminum
A Sylvania flash cube still intact
From a picture taken decades ago

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Paying the Electric Bill to a Tattooed Arm

Through the glass one can see a slender arm
And a shift in the light shows it to be
All splotchy in decaying reds, greens, and blues
Seemingly covered in a tropical blight
The window slides open to a beautiful smile…

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When the Ambulance Arrived

So there you were with a tube in your arm
And a crossword puzzle and pen in your hands
And a lovely view of a sunlit roof
With windblown debris whipping between the vents

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The BeeGees, Duck Dynasty, and Jesus

Garage-sale-blocked again, the one-lane road 
Hosts cars on both sides, and oxygened-men 
Defiantly aluminum-caning the middle 
In their Quixotic quest for eternal youth

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Assorted Broken Saints

After doing some time in this fallen world
We all are broken, and missing a few of our parts
Having lost some hopes and strengths along the way
But we keep chooglin’ along, making it work

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Palm Sunday without Air-Raid Warnings

Palm Sunday is easy for the rest of us
A procession with palms from the parking lot
Praising God through an asphalt Jerusalem
A Subaru on His right hand, a Dodge on His left

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To Ask to be Exempt Would be Unreasonable

We all have lists of absent friends 
Who were with us one week and Covid the next 
With unfinished stories and little jokes 
We meant to tell each other the next time we met

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We All Dream of Our Own Library Someday

We all dream of our own library someday
Shelf after shelf of finely bound editions
An oak-paneled room with a stone fireplace
And French windows that open to the sea

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Select All Images with Traffic Lights

When the ink on his Gospel had barely dried
Saint Matthew was interrupted by angelic sights
And then to him a Voice from Heaven cried:
“Select all images with traffic lights!”

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Shifting the Clockfoolery Forward

This is the day we search out all the clocks:
Two in the den (in which no animals live)
One in the kitchen above the dishy sink…

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Covid Memory Gaps

A child in the second grade might be missing this part of his development: he doesn’t remember a time when there weren’t face masks and nervous and sometimes angry discussions about Covid, immunizations, symptoms, isolation, and what’s not available at the grocery store this week.

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I Grew Up In Mayberry

I passed two men who were building a fence
With hands and tools and strength and uncommon sense…

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Geographically Speaking

Sweet little bunnies browse and squirrels climb
And tiny mice and fairies give delight
To all the little ones of Newfoundland
Who visit Peter Pan in Bowring Park

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A Question I Must Ask of Myself

The question is asked: What good shall I do today?
It is a fair question. I don’t know who asked it first
But this morning the only importance
Is that I ask this question of myself

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TAB Cola

This week we read that TAB Cola will no longer be manufactured. This comes as a surprise to most of us, who didn’t know it still existed. TAB Cola, a product of the Coca-Cola company, dates back to ye olden days of the IBM Selectric Typewriter and Sears…

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Worship at the Super Bowl

There are few crimes more likely to drive a man
A man, a sensitive man, a thinking man
To existential despair

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On the Unlocking of Words

The art of oratory is little studied now, and so speeches are seldom about stating the facts and coming to a conclusion, but rather a matter of posturing and yelling and chanting. The ultimate failure to persuade is in the use of a bullhorn.

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But is it True? Modern Mayhem & More

Let’s unpack the cliches and hyperbole
The nuclear option and we’ve got this
What we know now we have our options frontline
Off the table Armageddon option

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Snow Clouds for Children on a January Dawn

There could be snow later, and that would be nice
Children can grow up here and never see snow
Today they might go out and play in it
While we old folks tut-tut, “You’ll catch your death…”

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First Responders: Gifts of Service

Many of our first responders are volunteers, and so in addition to their support-the-family jobs they also serve the community on their own time and often at their own expense. We need them.

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