Category Archives: Poetry

grace in being cared for

A giving in receiving grace in being cared for: our presence softly :- Doug.

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Glowing

Glowing the ember turns from red :- Doug.

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How ought we die?

How ought we die but lovingly? :- Doug.

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Dyingly

Artfully, artfully screamingly, kickingly expansively there must be 50 ways dyingly :- Doug.

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Ways to approach dying–

Ways to approach dying— with silent screaming as consuming medical challenge seeing hounds approaching as spiritual exercise as making great art expanding circles :- Doug.

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Why do we want clarity?

Why do we want clarity? Clarity may not be necessary We don’t even have to trust process Something shifts Open for shifting :- Doug.

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Youth–middling–maturity

In youth the body powers ascendant In middling they are put to use by mind In maturity a fuller understanding of humanness :- Doug.

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Clouds against the deep blue

Clouds against the deep blue This shape, now that, dissipating Over generations like humans :- Doug.

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Cuts the fog?

The brain makes a fog That slows mind’s clarity Maybe Alzheimer’s cuts the fog? :- Doug.

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Beyond the brain’s fog

Losing our brains to Alzheimer’s Keeping our minds—what we do with our brains We explore spirit beyond the brain’s fog :- Doug.

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Care is from corporate

Care is from corporate Caring is from the heart :- Doug.

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lay down the day

Evening: a now for the sun to lay down the day :- Doug.

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gives us back to life

Communion is what we have what we are given and thrust into in life what we resist and shrink from and what gives us back to life in times of grief and 9-11 and barn-raisings :- Doug.

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My parents died romantically

My parents died romantically Sympathetic heart attacks Ten minutes close together :- Doug.

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another walk on the beach

The new dream or old, wrong, right: The one we hold points us Unimaginable riches, long retirement full of play our culture chooses; We could have had life another dance with our love another walk on the beach another hug … Continue reading

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Perceive in one another:

Perceive in one another: Powers Pain Presence Profundity :- Doug.

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You are not that powerful

You are not that powerful Another’s pain is greater But not greater than your power of being with :- Doug.

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