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Keep the Heart Fire burning
The moldy crust of forgiveness lay on your counter forgotten.
When I first baked it, brought it to your table, broke bread with you
We ate with greedy abandon. The suggestion of freedom beamed
like a hearth fire we’d built together, but you abandoned our haven
Though guilt didn’t lay a head on my pillow, nor did shame,
I wonder if you ever wonder about whatever we became
I built my oven with encouragement towards success
You kept blowing out the embers, dumping water on the heat
Leaving my bread unleavened, flat, and eventually, I also left.
I eat my dinner, more than bread, at the table of successful abundance
I hope, someday, you will understand what I gave to you
in that warmly baked, love filled loaf of doughy comfort food.
Pass it onward!
September
The glaring green leaves cling to their false lives.
They whisper their imaginary self righteous recital
A breeze offers intimate intonation
the bravest warms considerably, accepting
abandoning the tittering siblings
whom are dressed in last season’s fashions.
Not to be outdone, the sisters join the fray
Out come the plaid jackets and flannel shirts
Apples burst the buckets, turn to mulled cider
Fall squashes, root vegetables, homemade soap
the scent of subtle decay burning in offering pyres
remnants of summers hopes setting in worldy sunset.
Pass it onward!
They are speaking
Tornadic bursts of clarity that light the path so long hidden
Lightning flashes of dervish danced love now bidden
The dialect is moving my feet forward, but
the roots had to reach ancestral proportions
to stretch closer to the stars without distortion.
Outreached hands grip, grasp, climb the galaxies
as Terraria celebrates the gateway rendered of fallacies
Although precarious in balance, it’s to advantage giv’n
that tornadic bursts of clarity pursue the debris forgiven
Pass it onward!
Shadow Bones
I see you there in the shadows pretending you don’t see me.
I’m not there to hurt you, but to love you without question.
To you that may seem an impossible task because “Who’d love you?”
I’ll take out my soul light, holding it high in the air dissipating
The aura of unworthiness, the wall of hostile protection
The child that feels as lost as I have felt
I hear your cries in the dark as the nightmares scream
I’m not there to harm you, but to comfort your fears tenderly
That may feel unlikely considering the state you’re in
I’ll hold up my soul light, filled with love so the dark can’t have
Your rebirth into fruitfulness, your abundance like pomegranate
The child that screams with a voice now heard, like mine.
I feel your heart fighting as fiercely as a cornered animal
I’m not here to defeat you, but to support your victory
You believe you are broken, but I see the power of your will
I’ll offer my soul light as your shield as you fight for you
For your dreams, happiness, love, peace, your very spirit
That child that is frantic to stay safe knows me
I can’t offer redemption. I can’t even offer you a path.
What I can give you is my deepest support as you traverse
Acceptance of your divinity, your understanding of love
Your worthiness of compassion, your gift of kindness
I offer my soul light so you can find your own.
That child knows I am free, release the regrets
Bloom into the garden of unique flora and fauna.
Here, have some of my seeds.
Pass it onward!
Radical Gratitude
What if we gave everything we received,
More notice than a checkout clerk gives
To your weekly grocery order that happens
To click, beep, clack, whir, and push its way
Birthing into the cocoon of recycled Christmas trees
Or reduced trees that once held dominion over Oregon.
What if we examined every aspect of our day
Giving more attention to the opportunities
Written on billboards, bumper stickers, back alleys,
Cardboard box fragments held by sunburned bits
Of human scattered at the exit ramps like accident debris.
But, there are no accidents. Life doesn’t live itself.
It must be championed, battled, chewed up,
Swallowed whole-heartedly with passion to fire it up
To the blazing hot necessity of burning away
The unnecessary baggage that we all carry.
Let us practice enthusiastic radical gratitude
For laughter
For joy
For peace
For balance
For opportunity to try again tomorrow
Radical gratitude for being able to witness this moment
This creation that we’ve all been gifted
That we all share with beating hearts filled with awe
Peppered with wonder, wondering why we’re here.
Pass it onward!
These Are My People: Linda Looney
A relationship between a mother and daughter
is far more complicated than it oughter
be, with wrecks and disasters no happily ever after
as one struggles to hold on, the other to be free.
But if you ask them, one on one how they feel,
you’ll hear nothing but the true theist spiel
of love and emotion, undying devotion
between mother and child, where nothing is mild
when familial blood runs rivers through reconciled
years washed pure in the hopeful heart referred
“Glad to be of help.” the moniker tenured
Pass it onward!
A-Cross Borne
As I released her hand, my heart bled tears of peace
She once was my holiest of Saviors
begging my life of me as a personal favor
when that night sailed away with the moon.
If not for the promise I gave her
from my ugliest desperate behavior
I’d have deserted the weeping stars too soon.
Now the full moon rises stark
bringing forth what won from dark
as the stars witness my release
I emancipate her hand, relinquish her heart
Another path taken on this journey I embark
To her I offer a blessing of light, love and peace
Pass it onward!
Wealthy Street
I was a beggar on Wealthy Street
where I was accused of being vibrant
arrested in my quest for murdered time
charged with being an artist
convicted of faith in more than I do
as an accessory after the top hat
In my sidewalk cell,
I became an advocate as a willing-faced pauper
begging for change on Wealthy Street
Pass it onward!
Opinion: Rev. Morrill addresses ‘Black Lives Matter’
This past July, a church committee requested a new message on the electronic sign, which faces the Oak Ridge Turnpike. The message they requested was “Black Lives Matter.” The board of the Oak Ridge Unitarian Universalist Church, or ORUUC, voted to approve it, and the message was added to the sign’s series of scrolling messages.
Source: Opinion: Rev. Morrill addresses ‘Black Lives Matter’
Mare Martell 