All Posts Tagged ‘poetry

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Two Buttons

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Two buttons, at the beginning of life,
to select from:
One, if pressed, makes you (for the rest of your life) an
extremely rich person (monetarily) with not much
wisdom and compassion.
The other, if pressed, makes you
a not so rich person with
much wisdom and compassion.
Which would you press?
Which would you be?
You can’t press both;
you can never press both.

 

Button Mushrooms with Dew … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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When Truly One with Nature…

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When you reach out to others
you are reaching out to yourself

When you help beautiful nature
you are healthfully curing yourself

When you reach out to the lost
you are finding you’re found

When truly one with nature
you are color and sound

 

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[Note:  My wonderful wife, Marla, will soon again be having major shoulder surgery — for the fourth time on her problematic shoulder — and i may not be able to reply to my blog (or visit other people’s blogs for a while when that happens); my postings are all prescheduled, so they will continue to appear, only i will not be available to comment on them;please keep this in mind.  Thank you!!!]

 

Reaching Out to Yourself … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

 

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Spring Beauty

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Spring Beauty
you are always
(timelessly there)
and so amazingly new
in your selfless sharing

You help make the woodlands
simply magical
Your fragility
transcends transience
with joyous eternity

 

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[Note:   The common name for this Illinois woodland wildflower is Spring Beauty.  The entire width of the flower is less than 1/2 inch (around one centimeter wide).  This wildflower is still rather common throughout Illinois.  It, fortunately, can survive more environmental disruption than most wildflowers.  Its eternal essence has nothing to do with its persistence in Illinois or elsewhere.]

 

Spring Beauty … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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Magic and Earth Day

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Today is Earth Day and i will undoubtedly shed a few tears today.  (Today, with the following, I’m telling you like it is, and not merely singing about daisies and butterflies.)  The ability to have very accurate premonitions runs in our family; my mother had it and i seem to have a strong dose of it too.  When i was in high school (in around 1966) i had a premonition that humans would quickly ruin the earth with excessive manmade pollutants. Yesterday, the very intelligent Fareed Zakaria had the famous environmentalist Bill McKibben on, as part of his show.  Bill, 30 years ago, wrote a book — the first book about global warming — warning about the threats of manmade pollution; since then, he says that little has been done to change things for the better.  Arctic ice is 50% gone and the oceans are 30% more acidic.   We all need to change and do more to change things.  Additionally, it is far more prudent/globally-compassionate to stay local and not go long distances for vacations and entertainment.

 

(Down below is a link to the conversation between Fareed and Bill.)

 

If i had a magic wand
that would
when waved
make people
care
understand
look without separation
clean up the environment (that they are)
and look without a false center…

i’d use it

No such
magic wand
from any mystical magic shop
exists

but that doesn’t mean
that real magic can’t happen

Real magic can happen
Profound mysteries of life assure you
real magic can happen

 

 

Ants Caring for the Aphids that they herd and that they milk like cows … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

https://www.cnn.com/videos/tv/2019/04/21/exp-gps-0421-mckibben-full.cnn

 

 

 

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A this and that must wear its hat

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A this and that must wear its hat
while hoping for balmy weather
The meaning of life is to give life meaning
us on this ship together

This hole of fate in a piece of cake
in a jumble of rhyme and reason
A warm cup of Joe for Larry and Moe
while Curley’s out of doors just freezin’

A sitting duck amongst the muck
as the hunter takes keenly careful aim
It’s like shooting fish in a barrel for him
he’s happy as a clam but it’s himself he’ll maim

We all run the tough gauntlet in this crazy rat race world
many down in the dumps without a clue
The smoke and mirrors gunshots and tears
must do an about turn and fathom out what is true

 

 

Upcloseandpersonal … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019