out on the breakers a brain bobs up and down

what is needed

Everything we need is in our pockets

   we’re ready to get started

   even the clocks know what time it is   

why worry about tomorrow or yesterday   

new things will happen

   and each one of them is a fresh start    

in life and in writing poems

   one is always starting over

    fresh 

james lee jobe 

Just understand that birth and death itself is nirvana, and you will neither hate one as being birth and death nor cherish the other as being nirvana.

Eihei Dogen Zenji

he felt his brain floating in a vinegar sea 

Waves of vinegar pulled by the moon     pulled 

by hands beyond our ability to see

the sound of whales singing far below the surface 

and from the white shore the noise of gunfire 

bullets like a bonfire     bullets like moonlight 

bullets like wind 

time is nothing    driftwood     empty shells 

the tide is coming in and it is vinegar     not saltwater 

out on the breakers a brain bobs up and down 

somewhere    somehow    another one of us 

has just let go 

james lee jobe 

The title is a line from Walter Pavlich's poem, 'Killing The Man Who Wanted To Die.' Walter left us far too young. He was a nice fella and a helluva poet. Now, many years later his wife is gone, too, Sandra McPherson. They are missed. -jlj

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