I read the headline:
The Iran-USA agreement is being threatened
by hostilities between Israel and Lebanon.
“How absurd,” I thought.
Then, quite suddenly,
It didn’t just make sense
But seemed inevitable.
Iran and America want a divorce.
They have 3 children: IrAm1, IrAm2, IrAm3
Iran had been married to Lebanon.
They have 3 children: IrLe1, IrLe2, IrLe3
America had been married to Israel.
They have 3 children: AmIs1, AmIs2, AmIs3
Lebanon and Israel are married and want a divorce.
They have 3 children: LeIs1, LeIs2,LeIs3
Now try to sort out custody and visitation arrangements,
taking into account different vacation times and religious holidays, so that all half-siblings spend significant time together.
poems
Religion: Pros & Cons
Faith secures
Hope sustains
Love sweetens
Community supports
Liturgy shares
Divinity summons
Dogma divides
Certainty discourages
Theology dulls
Regulation defeats
Pomposity deadens
God discriminates
Pause For A Poem
First I have to carve out a cave
Without the cave nothing can happen
Within the cave nothing materializes
I sit
Legs crossed in front of me
Bottom cool on the stone floor
Of my cave
Where nothing materialized
Into a poem
An Arithmetical Haiku
The Strait of Hormuz
plus sleep in his chair equals
gunfire at dinner
Together to the Light
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Let us follow their lead, through present shadow, into future Light.
Beyond politics, beyond religion, beyond differences,
Whether in prayer, in vibes, in wishes, in hopes,
We all want better
We all want peace and security
For ourselves, for those we love, for everyone,
So let’s go together into the Light.
Christmas Day 2025
Christmas
The Messiah’s Mass
The Anointed One’s Eucharist
The Savior’s Shared Thanksgiving
May we each
Powerful or powerless
Be
Christ Messiah Anointed Savior
For all others
To share love’s thanksgiving
Privilege
God grant me
…the knowledge of wealth,
…the acknowledgment of privilege,
…and the wisdom to know the difference.
Amen
Concerto In Three Movements
I. Inside
I read a poem and
Discover a new world
Soon replaced by newer worlds
Of me
Washing clothes
Writing words
Cuddling with Woody
I recreate myself moment by moment
Sometimes – often? – I
Fail to notice the new world
As it replaces the old
II. Outside
Seasons change but
That is too grand a scale
To concern me here
Even the change of days is
A cosmos
I am concerned with
The new worlds created
By the unique shape of a new word on a page
The delicate balance of a new bird on the feeder
The droning rhythm of the oscillating fan
Sometimes – often? – I
Fail to notice the new world
As it replaces the old
III. Sideways
What then holds these changing worlds together?
What holds the old within the new?
The inside within the outside?
Not I, said the ego
Not I, said the cosmos
I AM WHO AM
Whispered, reverberating
Eternally
Lightness
My spirit soars.
Mom and dad are both gone now.
And so all the uncertainty, anguish, disappointments and difficulties are gone.
All that remains is an incredible lightness of spirit.
Light not dark
Light not heavy
Floating brilliance
that is love
Unblemished
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