Category Archives: Poetry
Seeking an even larger view
I have felt best about my work when I sat with the man whose wife is in the nursing home and we pondered about how life changed in a stroke—literally—and how to respond to a daughter who is both in … Continue reading
I get to ask, “How?”
I get to ask, “How?” How do we care for Mom and Dad When thinking becomes difficult? Walking? Eating? Taking medicines? I get to ask this of families And of communities :- Doug.
Getting Mom or Dad in the nursing home
I get to help people get Mom or Dad in the nursing home for good. I’ll let you reflect on what way I might have meant. :- Doug.
Is not to prepare a Power of Attorney
To prepare a Power of Attorney Is not to only prepare a Power of Attorney It only takes an hour to prepare And then another hour to Explore it with you :- Doug.
Bright colors and dull
Bright colors and dull Little children teach us older ones To live :- Doug.
Truth can be imagined
Truth can be imagined. :- Doug.
Poetry usually intends
My poetry usually intends All possible meanings How can there only be one? Can you think of others For this? :- Doug.
Do birds ever fly just for fun?
Do birds ever fly just for fun? To feel the air through their feathers? Do puppies ever tumble over each other? Do humans ever play? What’s the worth and need of it? :- Doug.
its own streams
Life seeks its own streams. :- Doug.
We are not rapidly approaching…
We are not rapidly approaching the limits of what I know. We crossed that frontier long ago! :- Doug.
Observe, observe, observe
Observe, observe, observe as lawyer I see the invisible infrastructure of laws and regs that you see dimly if at all as outsider I see something of how your family works—so then let us reflect together then you choose and … Continue reading
Not one of us completes life
Not one of us completes life Life lives for ever new starts In new shoots and old stalks :- Doug.
This is the hiding place
Create your own experiences This the hiding place of life The the pouring out of love :- Doug.
for our age
Courage offers heart for our age ;- Doug.
This poem is not finished
This poem is not finished It is for you to Not finish :- Doug.
Every leaf
Every leaf its sunshine finds. :- Doug.