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the lutheran way

my inner child is dressed
in pilgrims clothes
refusing compliments
place no pride in deeds
or looks
or even knowledge gained in books
scowling with her dour duty
it's all about the inner beauty
god helps those
who help themselves
she scours a little harder
cleanliness is godliness
she gives herself
no quarter
the devil knows
her soul is up for barter

LS 3/22/09
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Posted: 5/7/2009 10:54:45 PM
:) I love when a theme comes together....thanks both of you for stopping by and adding to it....

I got this in my email today and it blew me away...


Mother's Day Proclamation - 1870

by Julia Ward Howe

Arise then...women of this day!
Arise, all women who have hearts!
Whether your baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly:
"We will not have questions answered by irrelevant agencies,
Our husbands will not come to us, reeking with carnage,
For caresses and applause.
Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn
All that we have been able to teach them of charity, mercy and patience.
We, the women of one country,
Will be too tender of those of another country
To allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs."

From the bosom of a devastated Earth a voice goes up with
Our own. It says: "Disarm! Disarm!
The sword of murder is not the balance of justice."
Blood does not wipe out dishonor,
Nor violence indicate possession.
As men have often forsaken the plough and the anvil
At the summons of war,
Let women now leave all that may be left of home
For a great and earnest day of counsel.
Let them meet first, as women, to bewail and commemorate the dead.
Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means
Whereby the great human family can live in peace...
Each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesar,
But of God -
In the name of womanhood and humanity, I earnestly ask
That a general congress of women without limit of nationality,
May be appointed and held at someplace deemed most convenient
And the earliest period consistent with its objects,
To promote the alliance of the different nationalities,
The amicable settlement of international questions,
The great and general interests of peace.
 Autumn Fantasy
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Posted: 5/8/2009 8:00:56 AM
So very true Brizo and appropriate with the approach of Mother's Day - are you going to lead this revolution?

Empty Nest Revisited

My home has opened its doors
it sighs the quiet calm
of a winter retreat

gulping and hiccupping hoards of children
set free pillaging and plundering the communal kitchen
lithe bodies scattered about blanketing my sanctuary

a tonic of smell and sound
recesses in tolerance
torn or even ripped open

the diverse element between mother and self
child verses adult
as the sun filters in on

the remains of a midnight gathering
fledglings, no academic protégés home forcing the rafters to wake up
and polish off the tarnish of patience and diversity

we all need change
perhaps in its wisdom this home has recognized its very lack there of
a purpose to be challenged and pushed to an unlimited conclusion

shaking the secret womb hidden inside a peace keepers awareness
as lights flicker on and off to paint the cobwebs out of obscurity
and relish an all too fleeting glimpse into young minds

dancing on an invisible stage
virtual rationality
an inevitable reunion of mother and child.
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Posted: 5/9/2009 12:30:54 AM
Brizo as always your thread is an inspiration
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Posted: 5/9/2009 8:11:36 AM
Autumn and Blitz...I was surprised that something written in another century could be so timely now...but I guess some things never change. Like conflict.

And to be honest, if we were invaded, I'd be defending my patch of land as zealously as the next person. I haven't yet progressed to the turn the other cheek evolvement of a Ghandi, or Jesus... Huh, I guess evolvement isn't a is now...

Trulio, I'm just grateful I get satellite...let alone see Saturn. It feels like I haven't seen a clear sky in weeks. ..and today, when the weather was supposed to be windy but no rain, I've got a heavy gray blanket...

I'm trying not to take the weather personally, and I'm just hoping that west wind blows it the hell out of here...

so gay

is gender just genital
or what you have inside?
open wide and swallow
your own subjugation
we can be a hateful nation
and we'd like to deny you
the right to divorce
and to marry
your very legitimacy
you don't deserve a family
cause you've swerved off course
we know our family version
is the one true vision
and because we can force
our morals on you
we'll drag our feet
through every change
re-arrange the constitution
'cause we're defending
a faded institution
whose destruction came
from within
a partnership can't survive
in a selfish world
now that's the original

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Posted: 5/10/2009 7:43:17 PM
Hi to all on here and particulary mums everywhere.Happy belated Mothers Day!!!!!I am in Montreal for the w/end...a treat from my daughter who is so wonderful.....

If this is all I ever have
then I am richer
than any potentate
loved more than any man
there is no more
that anyone can give me
because I am loved
by you.

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Posted: 5/10/2009 8:24:06 PM
hummingbird, shudden, pickles...hope you (and/or your mothers) had a happy mother's day...

anyone who has the love of family is rich....the spouse you pick and your family ties are the number one indicator of happiness in any persons life....

Happy Mothers Day to all of you....all I wanted was to spend the day at the zoo with my family, and somehow without even knowing my wish, that's how we spent the day...


small companions
could they guess
how grateful
I am
for the gift
of your company
breaking solitude
to bearable measure

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Posted: 5/11/2009 8:01:51 AM
How memorable and precise are these two lines:

breaking solitude
to bearable measure
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Posted: 5/18/2009 7:54:26 PM
Thanks Jer, I wonder what I will do when the grandkids grow up and don't come any more...


Why do I know
the feeling of power
in my chest
how to unfold my wings
and glide?
Why is it I carry
this giddy joy
for boundless skies,
banking into current -
the marvel of
when flesh melds to wind?

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Posted: 5/19/2009 10:39:57 PM
I started a rhyme in your honour
To fill you in on all my thoughts
The simple things that matter
The lessons we’ve all been taught

Life is an amazing journey
A gift that’s rare and true
Laughter the simple answer
A smile to see you through

Whenever I need a pick-me-up
I find my way into your thread
To read the easy banter
Laced with the warmth you spread

I think you know by now
How much we really care
The gift you’ve given all of us
Simply by being there

So on this special occasion
The 20th of May
We bring you our humble greetings
For a sunny and happy birthday.

Happy Birthday L!!

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Posted: 5/20/2009 7:58:39 PM
Thank you everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday on the poetry boards and in emails. It was a good day today, a few weenie customers but I didn't let them spoil my mood....

I was a bit disappointed with myself this evening, I took a couple benadryl and they knocked me for a loop, I had to lie down for a couple hours, and on such a nice day!

I've always been adverse to naps, from childhood on....seems like a waste of daylight....and I'm not good at the sleep/wake matter how rested, I always want to keep on sleeping...

Om, sometimes in my dreams I always feels good to leave the heaviness behind....I love "flying" and swimming, where I can make another element my own for a short time...

Shudden, what a nice job playing off that last line!

Autumn, thank you! I have learned so much about myself since I joined the poetry boards and started devoting more time to writing. I feel I should be thanking all of you....

wings, I'm sorry to see you go, though I understand how addictive the forums can be....

Sophia, thank you my always friend....

Trulio, have you read Carlos Castenada? There is a passage in one of his books where he is describing perception, it sounds as if it's an alien landscape, but he is looking through the caned bottom of a chair...that is how babies see, before they understand labels....

I've always been a fan of places you have to hike in to see, places that cars can't access...

The next poem has lots of plant terms in it...I'm sure you'll recognize them...


Let it begin with a smile
beguile me
dazzle me to dizziness
release me from sessility
charm me back to innocence
back to my lability
dance the dance of life with me
and glory in motility
I was daring once
and trusted my ability

LS 05/17/09

Terse verse (Brawny's)
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Posted: 5/21/2009 8:10:01 AM
A bit belatedly, I join in in celebrating your birthday, your poetry... you!
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Posted: 5/21/2009 10:18:12 AM
Ya, me, too! Hope ya had a happyhappy happy! ♥
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Posted: 5/21/2009 1:10:53 PM
yeah, happy bday darlin.. 'cept for the cold pills..
my kid turned 9 the day before and we haven't done his party either.
Wanna come bowling this weekend? Give you a pointy lil hat.
Normally, I'm the only one wearing one.

I write the Indian Princess something every year for her birth month..
we figure that's close enough..
I've been all untimely on dates since mari got married
she kept track of that kinda stuff for me

you want a happy birthday.. well, here's one from doggie
you're one of the sexiest women on the planet to me
and you don't look a single day over fourty
which is about when women start ripening
my fvcked up computer doesn't even show pics so I go by writing

I had to go to the library to look up your face and all
that was a relief but the bigger one was that you don't spend much time at the malls
and you haven't store boughten any big titties
that speaks volumes to me
hey, baby!

lol.. just roasting you a little bit
happy birthday, belated

Your hourglass doesn't even need turned over yet.
That's from a man's perspective.
There's still young woman's sand comin down...
I'd prolly better shut my mouth.

I call 'em like I see 'em. You'll always be a young woman.
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Posted: 5/21/2009 7:14:49 PM
Jer, muah! It was nice to talk with you the other day... Woobs, I had a pretty good day. I've been fed three times for my birthday, Heather took me out to supper and Mel cooked me dinner and lunch the next day.

I also have a coupon for an hour massage. I've never had a professional massage before and I'm really looking forward to it...after my ex tortured and pounded my back (some foreplay, eh?) it was off limits for a long

Awww Brawny... I'm actually pretty happy with my breasts just the way they are. And I spend plenty of time in the pointy hat at work, it comes natural...


The scent of rejuvenation
tang and salt
shell tinted
corporeal remainder
of oceanic origins

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first,last & Lord of the Imaginary Penguins
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Posted: 5/25/2009 2:56:53 PM
so close

the hornet is tired
has walked every inch
of screen
has walked the edges
of escape
unaware of observation
as I cheered him on

Who watches me
as I rest, exhausted
so close to the edges
of my own escape?

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Posted: 5/26/2009 4:54:09 AM
Re 1952: Oh, I hope some benevolent entity watches over you! Although I think I might have quoted this to you before, your hornet poem reminded me of this:

<div class="quote"> Desire

It’s the way they cannot understand the window
they buzz and buzz against, the bees who take
a wrong turn at my door and end up thus
in a drift at first of almost idle curiosity
cruising the room until they find themselves
smack up against it and they cannot fathom how
the air has hardened and the world they know
with their eyes keeps out of reach as, stuck there
with all they want just in front of them, they must
press their bodies against the one unalterable law
of things - this fact of glass - and can only go
on making the one sound that tethers their pure
electric fury to what’s impossible, will not change.

Eamon Grennan

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Posted: 5/26/2009 2:34:34 PM
Who watches me
as I rest, exhausted
so close to the edges
of my own escape?

God Brizo I LOVED this poem and in particular this ^^^^^^^

You were able to describe exactly and eloquently what so many of us have tried to and failed

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Posted: 5/26/2009 2:40:24 PM
an avocado pit
and a boning knife
screw the original recipe
this was one of stupidity
a speared palm
nerves severed and on fire
surgery next week
sometimes even I wonder
that I've survived so long!

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Posted: 5/27/2009 8:24:36 PM

Oh, I hope some benevolent entity watches over you!

Me too...I like to think I have a few pulling for me "up there".....still wish they were "down here" though....thanks for the Eamon Grennan, I enjoyed that...

Pickles, thanks! I always feel sorry for insects who get caught up in our big wooden, that injury sounds serious....I have some nerve damage in my sciatic nerve, and when it flares, I can tell you how it runs, clear to my ankle....yowie....

To sting its own fate, which it wont even LEAVE with? do you think we get the fate we deserve, or is "fate" random? Thanks for stopping by. I'm wanting to learn music. A friend who makes instruments says the lap harp can be played by ear. I thought I might start there and work my way up to musical notes...Did you know Django Reinhardt didn't know how to read music ?

Trulio, one of the biggest jolts I can remember is the native in Seattle at the flea market....when I looked up and realized he had been looking at me, and his eyes were blue in that cinnamon face...a bit startling. Then he spoke inside my mind....

practicing non attachment

this propensity
to fall in love with potential
Satan whispers
dreams of power
of management

your raw material
could build anything, anything
and like a god
I am holding
the building blocks
beneath my hands

I am not a god
I suspect
the inner Satan

a clearing breath

be here now

I smile
and harness Satan
to build an erection

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Posted: 5/27/2009 8:50:13 PM
Briz ~~ it *can* go further: to heel, along bottom of foot to toes. . . . Biggest and longest nerve in the body.
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Posted: 5/27/2009 9:00:20 PM
The girls decided that perimenopause
Is a subsiding of brain power function
And not a hormonal retreat
I am keeping a mental record of their flippant display at humour
One day when I am old and grey
Sitting quietly in my blissful state of meditation
I will just smile on the inside
To my sacred tune of perception
As my daughters experience
Another stage of growth and realization
That words do come back to haunt you.
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Posted: 6/2/2009 8:23:01 PM
Autumn, yes....I miss my mental sharpness. Of course, there are those derogatory, sarcastic types who would argue it was never there to begin with....

well Trulio, I think Satan is one of the inner selves...not THE inner self...



I have found my answers.
filling me with their energy so peacefully
the universe can run itself
and while I have a place
does not need me
my death will mean
what it is meant to mean
my absence a tiny blip
on the universal screen
and a gaping hole
in the lives of others
who will turn away
wince when they touch it
or fill it with their own strength

LS 5/25/09
first, last
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Posted: 6/2/2009 9:00:11 PM
You walked a path
it led to queens and castles
to communist dachas
retreats of the rich and famous
proudly displayed
yet all of this meant nothing
dismissive gestures
what do you seek
not me
I didn't fit the wish list
but then
you didn't even look at me
did you?
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Posted: 6/2/2009 9:11:29 PM
nice rhyme you got going ...I like it...

You walked a path
it led to queens and castles
to communist dachas
retreats of the rich and famous
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