The world’s shortest poem about love

Posted by Gerry on May 19th, 2015

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Petaluma Clouds
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Waiting for an angel

Posted by Gerry on May 19th, 2015

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Sitting. Waiting for an angel to walk in.
Anticipating a spirit to encounter in a coffee shop.
Holding out hope by investing in waiting.
Taking the time to linger while others rush past, ambling too fast.
Waiting for an angel sent to rest among us.
Has the force of spirit been delayed at a stoplight?
Are the winds pushing on the clouds to obscure the path?
Has the setting sun darkened the spirit’s way?
How will the angel, the messenger, be recognized?
Is there an angel on the sidewalk outside who stopped to tie his shoe?
I thought angels wore sandals.
Sitting, waiting for an angel.
Wondering if I leave will he enter?
And I won’t be waiting.
What then?
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Distant horn blows

Posted by Gerry on April 8th, 2015

Foggy cold late winter
Distant horn blows
A day to have hot soup for dinner
Hands stuffed deep in pockets
Coat turned up to the wind
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Posted by Gerry on April 8th, 2015

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Listening to Bowie 40 years later
Echos, reverb, reverberate, revealed
Echoes of thoughts long ago
Changes, I ask you to go through some changes
Sunshine on my shoulders
Echos of thoughts long ago
Listening to John at dawn in the lodge office
Knowing the light would shine on through my life
Here it is still shining
Sunshine almost always
Sunrise, sunset
Tequila sunrise
Sunshine superman
Music reverberates
Comfort then, comfort now
Won’t be get fooled again
Got to be loud on the stairway to heaven
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Changes again
Art evolves
Some purpose contained
In the forms we love
Words or drawing
Films onward flowing
Capture what we want to recall
Show life we are knowing
Re-purposing creativity in all
Expressions in each form
Unique for each of us
While highlighting what is really the norm
Capturing the glorious
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Fountain of Life Cathedral City California best shot

Yearning for the open sky

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Seagulls in the winter sun
It seems we have to come to a new situation with our own self whole
When we find our own strength and grow into the place we have reached
Then we are not seeking to replace something missing
we are looking to share that which is there
to bring strength to strength
and vulnerabilities understood.
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The beach
You are meant to be happy, and, I am meant to be happy
You are meant to fly. I am meant to glide.
God’s blessings rain down upon us like waves upon the shore
The world turns. The waves crash.
The tides rise. The tides recede.
Tunnels blocked by tides reveal passage to a place to heal
Revealing God’s love in our lives
Showing pools of mystery and secrets to explore.
Rocks turn to grains of sand spread upon the shore.
Protected hearts held close by fear
Reveal their tenderness because God’s love washes away.
God’s love arrives unrecognized like just another wave.
Yet each wave scours a little more of the tarnish from the heart.

Yearning for the open sky two hearts explore the shore
Though enshrouded by the fog, two hearts conspire
To ask questions and begin to push the fog aside
The fog rises from the ocean to obscure what waits within
The light of life and breeze of love come forth when sunshine wins
The force of nature and warmth from God bring hope to light again.

In chilly air birds glide along the shore of revelation
That foggy days and long beach walks
Bring us on our way
To find the space where hearts entwine and waves crash day by day.
God lifts the fog and turns the world to another day
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fresh breezes

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Flowers in March 2012 - rain drops
Being all alone then affection comes around
Is like living in a drought when the rain reaches ground

A new relationship and all the conversations flowing
Is like the drops upon the roof and the sounds of something growing

Sharing what may come as companionship is found
Is like drops upon the leaves and the water on the ground

Casual touches, then little kisses, the hints of what may be
Is like sprouts upon the ground and buds upon a tree

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Pushing on the edge of tears
With the leaves fluttering like my fears
Seeking a new world just because
I hold out hope to be as I was
A man in love with a woman who mattered
To move on through life with my soul less tattered
A darkened soul seeking connection
Forging on in honesty and affection
Creating something only two can make
Reaching for some of love’s leaves to take
Our past weighs in and tomorrow yet defined
Bring fresh breezes to open hearts and minds

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Cherry Blossoms - again -


Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

New fire pit, Sunday night
In the rest swirling. Handfuls of wishes tossed in the air. Heady without focus. No direction flowing. Up. No direction flowing. Down. Forming vortex without space. Filled with emptiness between the stardust. Grandiose unformed with potential rising. Going somewhere by happenstance. Giving. Living. Hope by hoping. Not knowing. Hindrance of the haziness discovered tumbling ‘round. No real impediments except uncertainty disregarded. Forward flowing. Upward spinning. Free form filled with nothing. Gyrating to the new. Going up nor down nor ever filling formless end.
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New fire pit, Sunday night

the Well

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

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How deep is the well
How deep is the sorrow
How deep is the pain
How deep is the happiness
How deep is the celebration
How deep is it to go to the bottom
How deep is it when we return to the top
How do I love you
How do I express my commitment
How far must I go
How did I get here
How do I go on from here
How many stories can be heard
How many sympathies expressed
How deep is this well
Into which sadness and joy is poured
Just to bring up the contents
The water of life
How deep is the well
How does the well get deeper
And still yield its contents
How can I tell I am pouring sorrow in
How can I know if I am pulling compassion out
How can I know where is the end
How can I have a new beginning
And another
And another
How can I know the truth

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@ Pi Pizza, St. Louis, Missouri

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Shiny cube - daytime-1
Ripples on the world
Flying over sea to land
Fields and deserts
Rippled plains
Gouges on the planet
Riven by time and water
Spinning spinning spinning world

Down from the sky a traveler sees and wonders
How could this be?
Throw off the cares that humans have laid
Mother earth and father sky
Wonder when they should
Release themselves from the parasites
And return it all to paradise?
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@ Juanita’s

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Making sense of the world.
Filtering through all that is heard
Thinking of only me and where to go
Coming to the conclusion that it is only ego
Thinking through all the things I’d make the best
That draws down to self interest
Ego subsumed to impact gets me on a better track
Transit, homeless, finance, housing, assets, income security, equity, justice, hope
Flying through the air askew
Then a simple answer grew
Looking at so many objects in the air of concerns hurled
All I want to do is change the world.
Ego subsumed to impact gets me on a better track

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