MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh


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walking stick

every place is within walking distance
if you have enough time
my time on earth
have i done enough?
could i have done more? done better?
of course
can i forgive myself the waste of precious sand
as my time eddies into the whirlpool leaving
the upper globe of that unyielding timer?
the grains now are so white and fine
most of the sand i have lived
has been gritty, rough, abrasive
and yet the joys!
my daughters finally connecting
to share supper last night
hugged one another in deep joy and love
knowing either would come
in the case of dificulties
what more could i ever ask?
what else do i need on this journey
i walk so humbly?
despite my own shortcomings
i am blessed to know
that the next generation – and the next
love and cherish themselves and each other

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weary traveler

light, scurrying along eons
arrives at a focusing mirror
having taken light years
to reach us, weak and faint
although a full galaxy in itself
i suppose 23 million
could tire
just about anyone
Great Basin National Park night study 4/14/18