It starts a little drear and greybeginnings of an autumn daydew revealing spiders highin fir and cedar against the sky…Low-hanging cloud obscures the sunbut it will show before day’s done: webs will move with rainbow glimmer,leaves in breezes, flip and shimmer,sunlight sideways gilds and limnswith memories of summer times,even as the daylight’s goingmaking way for evening …
Author Archives: Ciel
One of Those Days
Oh I can sit in my warm bedand feel my dayhas been for naughtor worsefor I have fumbled badlywith a friendand feel unloved and distantfrom my joyand happiness that filledthe hours beforethe broken minutewhen it changed… I can sit glumand nurse an achewithin my bellyand my heart as ifforgiveness cannot bealthough this friend I knowis …
Journal reprise: Bullwhips & Dinosaurs
I’ve been going through some old posts on my blogit.com account, and came across this gem from 2009 when he was in college, age 24. Got this email from my son in response to the query of what he plans to herd with the pair of 10-foot bullwhips he wants for Christmas. I guessed dinosaurs, …
Autumn
Walking in the woods of autumn firein my own autumn, wistfulheart to the colors lifts: Allthe triumph of a spring advancedvictory of a summer livedthe flowers gone to fruitand fruit to seed dispersingon the errant winds that blow… All finished now, and sogreen departs the leaf and reed,the wind whips over flaring brightsto muted shades, …
Rainbow Child-Man
Silly, hurting child!Don’t you realize– Somewhere–while you whirl entrappedlike furniture in hurricanes,dancing grim and wild,Thought, Emotion, Dream, enwrappedtogether in your houseof angst and pains,goose-stepping pas-de-troisto old orchestrated sorrows–Guilt and Disappointment tunedto Loss and Shame and Fear…that even so, the friends you’ve earnedby simply being youare always very near!? Hurting’s loud, belligerent–intimidatesthe deeper Truth:Poor wee Child’sbeleaguered–huddled …
Journal: Counting the Costs
I have taken a step back from commenting on Facebook and other social media platforms–even here, sometimes. It isn’t that I am not reactive to some of the stuff that gets posted there, or that I don’t disagree strongly, or don’t see an opening for a really clever comeback. But I have taken another look …
The Great Puzzle: The School of Choices
Here on Earth living in physical bodies, we are growing, learning, evolving souls in the greatest of all schools. In this school are many classrooms… enough to offer the lessons needed by each soul. And there are many grades, accomodating the very youngest in experience, and all, up to the most advanced. The most advanced …
The Cats Decline
The cats have run away to hide.They do not wish to go for a ride.Oh, no I won’t! the wise cat sings–Rides generally arrive at unpleasant thingslike trimming of claws and shots in the assand minor surgeries… Thanks, I’ll pass!The cats are crouching in unlikely placeswith wide opal eyes and resentful faces: Under the sofa they’d rather …
Tolkien Tribute w/ a nod to P. Jackson: DUET
Merry to Pippin You are a menace, Pippin Took,the way that mischief follows you,as impulse prompts the things you do–Sometimes you’re begging to be shook!Oh, Pippin, you are such a lad!You’re never meaning to be bad,You’re into every niche and nookwithout a thought of what comes nextand when it does, you’re so perplexed!You can’t not …
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The Great Puzzle
I’ve been asking the Universe to explain itself to me since I was about 11 years old. I asked at that age, specifically, how to reconcile God with Science. I was raised in the household of a scientist and of a mystic, and both truths they offered made sense to me. I felt, even at …
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