Monthly Archives: June 2017

we draw near

Works & service of the spirit are eldering we draw near :- Doug.

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For our grandchildren

You cannot change the world & you must change the world & you will change the world you are too small small is precisely what is needful a word, a gesture to enter hearts one at a time day by … Continue reading

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What’s better?

What’s different? What’s better? :- Doug.

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We decide the respect

We are the ones to decide the respect of Elders write a play talk it up tell a story befriend a grandchild :- Doug.

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Choice

Eldering is choice. :- Doug.

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a slowly turning fan

Ever get lost in a slowly turning fan morph yourself with the clouds? :- Doug.

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We’re all grandchildren

Elder the grandchildren we’re all grandchildren :- Doug.

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Good every morning

Good every morning when I am an elder to write poetry :- Doug.

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you non-poets

Poetry mists life-stuff you non-poets also come to life here :- Doug.

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but at 21 I could not yet know

Stripped bare nothing left but bone grieving together best of human loving I had an intuition of this her grandfather, his father died I drove in the funeral procession but at 21 I could not yet know :- Doug.

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These hours borrowed

These hours borrowed from life: for getting a paycheck from grandchildren: for whom we could have lived :- Doug.

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Only the silence knows

Only the silence of death ever knows whom we were and what we were worth so we in this preceding dark ought for life flare out :- Doug.

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Keepers

Elders might be keepers of the stories recipes seeds spirit possibilities play songs futures larger humanity dreams: guardians too :- Doug.

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Write a better one

Now go home and write it better, or write a better one. :- Doug.

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Write 6 stories

Write 6 stories of your everyday deaths. :- Doug.

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Is it important how our stories come to a close?

Is it important how our stories come to a close? Do we want them to whimper, be encased in pain, gentle our loved ones? :- Doug.

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You drifting mist

You drifting mist bringing with you the morning opening to us wideness, timelessness, embracing :- Doug.

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