Eternity wears a rain slicker

khôi bảo phạm

some people need compassion 

and cannot find any 

others cannot find compassion 

within themselves 

to share with others 

that all people have compassion 

in their lives    actively 

both to receive and to share 

this I pray 

james lee jobe 

The united states is a nation of laws: badly written and randomly enforced. 

Frank Zappa

LINK: Butter, a poem by Elizabeth Alexander

Freddie Ardley

sit at this desk and consider eternity the measure
of it its shape and scent its presence Outside

there is rain grayness low clouds fat drops slap
the window eternity wears a rain slicker and eases

across the back yard toward the street out of sight
a car drives by the sound of tires on the wet street

james lee jobe

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.

Jack Kerouac

Tim Hardin, If I Were A Carpenter

all the usual things were there 

the daylight   the breeze 

the earth   the sky

a long fence that we walked beside 

a gate that was never closed 

a dog with no plans and no baggage 

we crossed the field 

and the young corn was up to our waists 

we arrived   finally   at the house 

but we didn't open the door to go inside 

we just sat there on the unpainted porch 

a tractor rattled along the gravel road 

I could hear it from a long way off 

there was no tomorrow 

and there was no yesterday 

just now 

under your breath you sang a small song 

how small 

the size of a moth 

on the chorus I quietly joined in 

james lee jobe 

Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out. 

Anton Chekhov

LINK: Guardian poem of the week, Life and Song by Sidney Lanier

Freddie Ardley

the full moon is hidden by clouds
and I am mistaken for someone
but I am not anyone at all

i am crawling under the porch
to count on my fingers the number of times
that I was actually needed

I am wearing a veil like a grieving woman
and cutting my arm with broken glass

I am hidden by Tule fog and scarred
from old wounds and from the diseases
that failed to end me

I do not fear the consequences
I am burying my regrets under the porch

the clouds that cover the moon are clearing now
and the fog is a brilliant white in the moonlight

I am coming out now to wash the blood away
and to return this body
this body is a loaner

I am putting one foot in front of the other
I am not looking back

james lee jobe

Reality is only an agreement - today is always today.

Zen Proverb

Freddie Ardley

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