Observations

A new book is in the works and I would love to have some feedback. Tentatively I am calling it Communicate, and pinning it to a poem of the same name:

Communicate

 

Communicate.

That’s what we try to do

share

bare your soul to

all who care to see

but carefully

for fragile contents

hide within.

 

All too often

the packaging

seems inappropriate

rough, brusque,

when in reality

fear of discovery

creates a sham

not “who I am.”

 

Confident?

Working on it,

bit by bit

building up

ability.

Not stability

for change remains

the one great constant.

 

Communicate, not teach––

not quite the same,

reach out to another

make sure to listen

find the wisdom of the other

share, bare, care

make no sham

for, like you, I am.

 

I have worked on several topics ranging from nature to the spiritual, political and international, in other words, all those things that capture me, and cause me to reflect on an instance, an issue, a thought. I can add poems to this blog or simply add them to Facebook or both. Facebook is not really natural terrain for me. I am posting another poem, Disordered Love:

 

Disordered Love

Perfect phrase for today

the love of things, of wealth

replaces love of others needs

replaces love of fellow man

 

Thus did Augustine say

is sin defined, when stealth

finds place before good deeds

when self-love’s good, prevents God’s plan.

 

Why do we avoid the word,

is sin no longer recognized?

Does selfishness alone prevail

and common interest not compel?

 

We all have undertaken acts absurd

when love disordered elevates unwise.

Would that we choose, we hail,

a world compatible for all therein who dwell.

 

I have another, a rather long one on the play Hamilton (loved it) that I’ll save until I hear from you.