Category Archives: Poetry
Though I am just
Though I am just a young elder I can see there is a blooming coming possibly :- Doug.
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Looking out over the valley
I was looking out over the valley from a different angle and could not see the mountain from here. :- Doug.
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like a rain shower
Standing in the woods earlier: it sounded like a rain shower. It was leaves falling! Comforting and spirit-lifting! :- Doug.
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furthering the circle
Cast about in autumn’s breeze leaf you are a-shimmering might we say hanging on you might know you’ll fly and die furthering the circle of life :- Doug.
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Song writer with an eraser?
What’s a song writer doing with an eraser? Decomposing. :- Doug.
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more important than adventure
The life released is more important than the adventure :- Doug.
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The dream of awakening
The dream of awakening says we are inside alive :- Doug.
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Leaves in full color are
Leaves in full color are the plant version of grey hair :- Doug.
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milkshake minutes
less time as we get older the father the mother with their work less than the tots with blocks and dolls my grandchildren became teens day long visits? no, now barely milkshake minutes my sons even less :- Doug.
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You are then to be old
You are then to be old What will you write? What fruits will you harvest? :- Doug.
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It is appropriate in aging
It is appropriate in aging to draw inward upward outward to take in the larger sweep :- Doug.
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Two thresholds
Aging presents two thresholds → we can choose to cross or stay behind aging → wisdom → eldering :- Doug.
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The bunny and the snake
Wisdom and Eldering are realms of larger room for the hating and the beloved room for all people and peoples room for the agreeable and those who stand in our way room for all beliefs and actions room for the … Continue reading
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Maybe in Dante’s dark wood
Where the direct way was lost Maybe in Dante’s dark wood Indirect ways open to us :- Doug.
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We become next
We become next what we attend now if wisdom, wise :- Doug.
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“Your days on earth may be long”
“So that your days on earth may be long” ahh, to luxuriate in a long summer’s day! or winter’s! Like a child to watch the clouds or like a child watching the clock awaiting the bell do we now ever … Continue reading
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