Choices! Always! Hmm!

 

A-difference!?

 

Some distinctions are blatantly obvious: Alive or Dead!

 

Other determinations find-purchase in subtle-obfuscation!

 

Love! & Hate! A razor-edge conclusion based on-attitude!

 

“You” get to choose: Love or Hate! Hmm!?

 

Can it all be just so very-simple!? Really!?

 

I believe such to be the-case. How-so? It is for-me!

 

There is no-“they”! - - - Only…”us”! Amen!

 

No bully can ruin your-day! Rain on your-parade!

 

Only “you” determine “outcome”. - - - Only…You!

 

Choose: Love! or Hate! Do-better with every-choice!

 

Choose: Love! or Love! Make better-conclusions!

 

Amen!

A Good friend!

 

My old-Friend!

 

If you can learn to quiet-listen, you’ll hear it! “Whisper-wind”!

 

Shh! Close your eyes; think of Rainbows! Butterflies! Unicorns!

 

In that vacant-space between here-and-there comes

 a visit to enhance sacred-Peace! A “Whisper-word”

 

Satiating-Peace for a Holy-spirit! A quiet-space.

 

The icing on the cake; a cherry on a whipped cream sundae!

 

Pray: And - - - the sacred “whisper-wind” will ingratiate

 Life & Love! ... such is there simply for the-taking!

 

Forgot “how” to pray? Lost-memory of the proper-words?

 

Offer every instant to the Praise! Honor! Glory! of-God!

 

He will hear Your Honest-prayer and accept your-gift.

 

Thank-You! Lord! For Life! & Love!

Amen! 

Subtle-echo golf!

 

Kupper-Up! (echo!)

 

The unmistakable-sound of a golf –ball finding the bottom

 of the-cup. Then - - - the challenge…Mark the score card.

Honestly!?

 

I mark a “6”! Honest! True! I’m not a very-good golfer!

But, I can count a-little?!

 

But, God’s-day is Fantastic! Beautiful! And - - - my

 spirit is satiated in “Peace”! And - - - I am playing … Golf!

 

I might be pitching heavy alfalfa bales on a

hot, muggy summer-day, or installing a swimming-pool

or building another house, or vacationing, or working, the-

activity seems irrelevant to my “attitude”.

I offer every instant as prayer.

 

Praise! Honor! Glory! My perpetual-“Honor” to God!

 

Today, a health-issue precludes my riding a

noble-steed. But--- it’s…okay! I love the horses, can

smell their uniqueness, hear their thunder-echo, feel their

awesome-power, hear their gentle whinny-nicker in greeting.

 

Thank You! Lord! for Life & Love! And, another-day!

 

Amen!

Heaven!?---PERFECT!...Yeah!

A “Glimpse” of Heaven!?

 

In a ‘vision”-dream and yet I was awake!?

 

In the 1950’s Disney produced “Cinderella” in a

cartoon-presentation; every-frame perfect to precise-form.

Each person, tree, grass, leave, bird, animal, color- EXCELLENT!

 

Heaven appears as ”earth” with everything precise-perfect!

 

A deep-blue cerulean-sky interrupted with puffy

white-clouds. A gentle, soothing “whisper-wind” pleasant.

 

Green is green on-earth. In-heaven,

“Green” is the very-quintessence of color.

 

A lake crystal-clear sporting “dancing” diamond

sparkle-waves. Birds! Ducks! Squirrel! Bunny-rabbits!

 

And - - - People! (white-souls)…Singles! Couples! Groups!

All engaged in conversation and contemplation as if

in a “learning”-process. Peace! Harmony! Love!

 

Jesus walks among the spirits. As He comes

near any-soul, they try to touch His garment; some-do.

 

As they touch the-sacred-robe, their spirit is enveloped

into His-“light” and they and absorbed into Him! Amen!

 

“From where thou hast cometh, so shall ye returneth!”

 

Amen! 

That's the one I was looking for! + an invite!

 

Alfalfa!

 

“That’s the ‘one’ I’ve been looking for!”

Dad joked when we tossed the “last” heavy-

bale of alfalfa-hay into the loft. I laughed.

 

He was highly intelligent, of quick-wit

and teased a subtle sense-of-humor.

Now that I-reflect on Dad, he was- “Cool”!

 

I enjoy hard, physical labor; always have.

 

Been mowing lawns since age-6; Mom & Dad

helped (a lot) but taught me to value-work

and find pride in any-job “well-done”!

 

I winter-fed those hefty hay-bales to the

farm-critters over snowy-cold icy-bleakness.

Horses, cattle, sheep, and more; fed chickens,

ducks, doves, dogs cats and one turkey name of “Tilley”

rescued by my sibling-sister from an animal-shelter.

 

Rode the steeds; played “Drown-Dad!”

in the rock-bottom creek with our girls;

had us a time or two; wish it to never-end.

 

Sure felt good at “end-of-day” when I

hefted Dad’s “one I’m looking for” last

heavy-bale into the loft - - -knowing

…the best was yet to-come.

 

Amen!

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Angles!-to Angels!

 

Angles!?

 

 

I’ve played some pool in me-time,

knocked in the black 8-ball, a time or two,

the “9”! Won some coins… and lost as many-

plus…but fun-practice taught me to get the angle-right.

 

Easy when the lines match-up: 90°-right angle

to tangent on a-skew to combination and English.

 

A cue-stick dissects the dysfunctional-crack

as the white-ball smashes-through; like ”choice”

determination in-life, the players roll into

some previously-concluded outcome of which we

actually have little-say!

 

Life on green-earth flows-far under God’s-sun!

 

Choose thy “angles” carefully with free-thought!

 

The “game” is never “won” until the “8” ball falls.

 

Amen!

Fantasy!

 

Fantasy!
 
Rainbows! Butterflies! &Unicorns! Shine Magic-light!
In dreamscape-Fantasy for all-children to delight!
 
Peaceful-rest child-Darling in yon cosmos-space
Dare-dream the-impossible in a-secret Magic place
 
300 billion galaxies illuminate the eternal vast abyss
Unicorn-Fantasy transverse-time in discovery never-missed
 
Fantasy displayed a-symphony in dark-timeless-floats
Listen! Spirit! Music! Fills the space between the-notes
 
Astride my-Fantasy I see God’s-Love in each new dawn
Another day-delicious as sighting a whitetail doe herding twin fawns
 
Catch me in filigree maple-shade mid-morn in-respite
Luncheon-sandwich cold-drink half-times the a day a-bit
 
I live just south of the golden-glow high-sun noon
An eye-blink west of light-orb alabaster-pale full-moon
 
Into yon warm-afternoon with a cooling ice-cream cone treat
Planting seeds for a night-sojourn on Fantasy dream-sweet
 
Purple-eve to quiet-shadows satiating supper-meal
Dusk-burden ushers-in a night-time replenish-respite seal
 
Me wee-hours dreams silver-winged Fantasy-Unicorn
A trek-delectable in cosmos-spirit of new-adventure born
 
Rainbows! Butterflies! & Unicorns! Shine Magic-light!
In dreamscape-Fantasy for all children to delight!
 
Amen!

Sunrise-chill!

 

Sunrise-chill!
 
Just might –not be too-smart chasing the
wily whitetail-buck on his turf but…I am a deer hunter.
 
Dawn had found me shivering-cold in a tree-stand
some twelve-feet above the frozen ground several-feet
from a game trace, too indistinct to be called a-path,
 my warm-breath like fog on any rainy Frisco day!
 
That same pink-blush kind-of-day brought just
enough illumination to imagine three grey-ghost wraiths
right under my stand; a trio of does heading to a day-
time bedding ground. The full-“rut” was in full swing;
a mossy-horn big-buck couldn’t be far-behind.
 
But, a day blossomed with a slow-to-rise cold
golden-globe of-sun breaking the eastern-horizon;
“no”-show on the expected trophy dominated the scene.
 
He might have picked-up my-scent; who knew?
 
The sweetness of a hunt is in the adventure of pursuit;
 trophies adorn-walls; memoires soar the Spirit!
 
Harvesting a game-animal in fair-chase ends the
 delicious adventure. Such is the credo of a true-hunter!
 
Amen!

Winter-morn horses! Yeah!

 

Winter-morn Horses!

 

20 °! Wow! Cold this morning. 6a.m.!

 

Gentle whinnies and soft nickers greet me

at the barn-door; frost crackles under my

insulated-boots as I cross the yard to the critters.

 

Alerted by my cayuse-herd of five, the

sheep offer a “Good-morning” bleat and the ten head

of cattle “moo” a breakfast-appetite.

 

A salutation of “Good-morning” to each

of the steeds, in-turn, by name, and a general

soft-voice greeting to the other barn-residences holds

their attention as I climb to the hay-loft.

 

Through strategic holes in the floor positioned above

 the feed-mangers below, I toss “flakes”

of green alfalfa to the heard below. Each breed

has their own feed-setup. So all get fed.

Later in the afternoon they’ll get another helping

of green-fodder along with grain to help stave-off

the cold winter-night’s chill.

 

As I pet each horse before returning to the

house for breakfast, I bury my tingling nose in the

steeds’ neck. Ahh! Nothing like “horse” aroma

On a frosty winter’s unicorn!

 

Amen!

 

 

 

 

Wonder?

 

Wonder?

Wonder I? Have I ever done any-deed good-

enough to warrant even scant-Redemption from a

life of evil-sin to-hint some possibility-of-Salvation?

 

Might-I have conscious-chosen a better-result come forth

 somewhere along the obfuscated-dim and dark of time?

 

Lord! I-beg forgiveness for myriad errant ways!

 

Perhaps more “Yes!” for good choice then evil intent?

 

In-balance - - - “No!”…to mood ways-of-temptation - - - Sin?

 

And, now afore the peel of “bell”-time for a final

 toll-accounting in-judgement Pearly-gate in space?

 

Wonder-I? - - - Pray-I…”Time” to Right-the-wrong?

 

“Too-late?” - - - I do not subscribe but rather Glory-

Hope…Confession! Redemption! Salvation! Spirit-Peace!

 

From “here” to “there” across the river-wide to

Heaven-side? The water-Name; Suffering!? And, I upon

a raft called “Hope”! Salvation! Spirit-Peace!

 

Amen!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Serendipity! (Found while searching for another piece)

 

Tell his 12 year-old daughter!

 

During October, 1962, in the midst of President John F. Kennedy’s 

1^st term in office and his supreme-challenge known

as “the Cuban-missile  crisis”, Major Anderson, a U-2

pilot flying over the North Pole reportedly lost his-

bearings and “erroneously” absently flew into Soviet air-

space and over Soviet-landmass; a S.A.M. killed-him.

 

That close to nuclear-destruction of “civilization”?!

 

The crisis resolved; mankind-survived! Yea!

 

But - - - “Supreme”- Mr. President and Soviet Premier …

“Who?” tells Major-Anderson’s 12 year-old daughter about-“Dad”?

 

Ego-lament!

 

I’m “right”! ‘cause I’m smarter! And, I’m-stronger!

I ain’t no-bully! I am-right! I-fit! You don’t-belong!

 

I’ll show-you!  And, all of-them! I’ll beat-you! Or kill-you!

 

And, the minions-march! And-fight! And-die! You, too!

But, who tells the-children their Daddy-died; the one they loved and knew?

 

They don’t believe or care who’s right

They think you’re a bully-idiot not very bright!

 

Amen!

 

 

 

 

 

Peace!

 Peace!

Focus-Love!---Blossom-Life!...Celebrate a Peace-bouquet!

Too, easy!

Amen!

Lullaby!

 Lullaby!

In the soft-stillness of a child’s bedroom a mother
prays her progeny’s holy-nighttime sacred-psalm---
“Amen!” she whispers…followed by a reverent echo.
 
“Prayer comforts a pure heart.” Mommy allows.
“Music soars a spirit-wild.” Compliments the child.
“Love! Sings-our-prayer!” Concludes Dear-Mother.
 
Stroking soft silky-strands, “Mommy” comforts
her child upon a bosom-tender as she silent-prays
Thanksgiving for the blessing and dares selfish-hope
for God’s protection and a satiating ‘happy”-life.
 
When, at last, the tiny head lays heavy, she slips a
thin arm away, gently kisses the tender cheek laying
soft hand upon the forehead-cool, smiling tenderly.
 
“Good night! My child! Pleasant dreams!
---Happy life!...One day, true-Love! Amen!”
 
And---of-innocence is-born…Oh! Sacred-Truth!
 
Now---I-lay me-down to-sleep…
Safe! Comfort-warm! Peace!-keep
 
Amen!

Ah!---"Youth"!...Amen!

 

An Attitude “Youth-curious”---of…Love!

 

 

Search deep! Of archived first romantic-kiss

Allow indulgent heart-throb mist memory-bliss

 

Such very beautiful radiant maiden-pure

A strong-muscled handsome Adonis-sure

 

In each mega-tropolis, burg, remote farm

A curious boy or girl explores Love-charm

 

In steamy-grit of canyon-deep city-streets

At sprouted-towns slow-cadenced beats

In barn-lofts surrounded by golden-wheats

Where lake-water rowboat romantic-meets

Sweet-curiosity of Love!-tempt warm-heats

 

Across yonder subtle-march tread time-in-space

Map-design refine, assign, confine, resign-trace

 

On summit-pinnacle deep-breathe Love’s-light

In valley-Lo embrace desire-wild spirit-delight

 

One day, somewhere beyond, flicker amber-coal

Rejoice! Not-lost amnesia-like attitude live-soul

 

Remember-when whisper-wind reverberate heart-tingle

Endorphins-spike sweet-savor “Love-curiosity” a-jingle

 

In city-park, shadow-station, snipe-hunt with a perfumed Miss

Short-breathed, high-flying “I’m-in-Love!” tempestuous-kiss

 

Candy! Flowers! Dinner! Movie! Tux! Exchange: “I do’s!”

Too soon-mundane drudgery often denies any “Good-news”

 

Years morph longevity to howl the tethered lonesome wolf-wild

Practiced expected-only habit fosters couch-potato boor-styled

 

One fine day---too-soon, too-late…”One”- partner absent-gone

“Love!” survive-thrives “Youth-curious” Love-me-tender…song

 

On Treasure-measure “Youth-curious”---of…Love! Attitude!

Revere: Commandments-10---sacred beloved…8-Beatitudes!

Amen!

Thursday!?---"Chicago P.D....Hank & Al!

 "How-to-Negotiate!"

Helping Hank and Al clean up Chicago.!  Yeah!

I just love the way they negotiate---I "win"!...Bang! Bang!

Amen!

Nursing-home analogy!? Hmm!?

 Analogy!?

Visited a nursing-home today.

Kind of analogous to these Unted States of America?

Only, the inmates are running the asylum in D.C.!?

"We, the people..." are the hapless, pathetic-victims!?

Just a variant-thought!---I wonder?...Hmm!?

Kind-a makes ya wanna run out and "vote"!? Hmm!?

Amen!

Happy Valentine's Day! (3 of 3)

 

Valentine Love! (2024)

 

Wee-hour blue-white diamond-sparkle twinkle-lights

Summons new-day celebration of Valentine-delights

 

Pink-blush hint-of-dawn burgeons crimson heart-red

She vanquished night only to quick diminish, instead

 

Bright-orange sun-orb ascends yonder eastern-abyss

’Tis annual Valentine-desire for true-Love Miss-kiss

 

Half-warmed mid-day cool reticent-maple spring conjures

Exceptional-exemplar emotion-embrace enamored-endures

 

Golden-shafts glow high-noon red-heart Valentine-passion

Sweet-Love charms joined-hearts intertwined single-fashion

 

Afternoon heats enough to enjoy a Valentine ice-cream treat

A proper winter-dessert demands a condiment strawberry-sweet

 

Ole-time has slipped giving-sway in violet darkening to purple-eve

Another Great-adventure in yon Love-tender lexicon just to believe

 

Dreamland-respite Magic-unicorn Fantasy cosmos-soar sojourn

To fly Valentine Love-free can never be an evil trace-trek suborn

 

Yon stars demand a tally-count of hours-by-day of time-come

By yonder-touch in a blink-of-eye decades of shadowed-sum

 

Yon vague memories in fathom-conjure absent Valentines dismissed

To vanquish lose a Future-Hope Life-Love refined-designed remissed

 

Beyond untethered emotion reality ocean-waves crashing-assault

Resist the easy steady erosion-flow against Proud headland basalt

 

Catch yon rainbow-prism sparkle-demarcation in crystal-raindrop

To emerald-leaves cascade below yellow-golden tassel corn-crop

 

Come newborn-promise upon horizon-silver freshness-dawn

Oh! Valentine! To soft-touch like cotton-supple fur-of-fawn

 

Babbles mountain-Wild! white water cascading river excitement

Forever yonder---thee & me…Sweet Valentine-Love enticement

Amen!

 

Happy Valentine-Love day!