Category Archives: Poetry
With nuance and story
All your life gathering unnoticed now a new stage develops you can if you choose nurture—elder— grandchildren, community, world with nuance, story, question, and hearing :- Doug.
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Things we pick up along the path
Things we pick up along the path Sticks and shiny pebbles Memories of bird song and laughter Smiles and tears and morphing clouds Camp fires and songs we love Of these we compose Our mosaic lives :- Doug.
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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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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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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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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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You drifting mist
You drifting mist bringing with you the morning opening to us wideness, timelessness, embracing :- Doug.
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Ripening people
My looking ripens people My hearing especially They come toward me :- Doug.
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What a difference
What a difference a decade makes and too often does not :- Doug.
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