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Ponderable and poem for Friday, November 27, 2009

2009-11-27T05:46:16Z

If contentment is enlightenment, then a cow is Buddha.

My Cow, My Guru

My brown cow
lives in the now.
How?
Nohow.

Quantity and time and hay slide
through her unnoticed. She
doesn't count her stomachs
or her breaths or her days.

She seeks no acupuncture
treatments, nor does she
brew herbal teas.

Ponderable and poem for Thursday, November 26, 2009

2009-11-26T06:10:37Z

Undone tasks quickly have children and grandchildren.

How I Clean

As a vaccer
I'm a slacker;
as a hacker
I'm a stacker.

I have trouble
sorting rubble
till it's double
triple double.

I go all out
till I stall out,
then I haul out
all the fallout.

*******

Alan Harris
Thinker's Daily Ponderable

Ponderable and poem for Wednesday, November 25, 2009

2009-11-25T05:27:56Z

We depend upon each other for our independence.

Together

There was never a never
so always as forever
nor a permanence
so flimsy as finished.

There was never a happy
so permanent as joy
nor a falseness so
fleeting as autonomy.

Insulation clothes well
till it suffocates,
and protection is safe

Ponderable and poem for Tuesday, November 24, 2009

2009-11-24T05:55:07Z

You are not what you do, but what you do anyway.

Sensing a Future

In this shaky world
where up and down
are definitely known
but gravitation still
poses big perplexities
we'd sometimes like
to shake off atoms
and take a guided
tour of the possible
and if such a ride
were available for

Ponderable and poem for Monday, November 23, 2009

2009-11-23T06:19:25Z

A dangerous place to stand is in the way of someone else's highest calling.

Pressure

In a house where Usually prevails,
where Always-used-to guides,
where What-other-people-think
and Never-been-done-before deter,

a cork may pop one day up
out of a pressurized bottle
to let wine spray the ceiling

Ponderable and poem for Sunday, November 22, 2009

2009-11-22T05:29:36Z

We age in years, but we mature in moments.

Nominal

Nothing got
my mother's goat
for long--
she'd settle it.

I had become far too old
to be calling her Mommy
but still was
and didn't want to
but couldn't change.

One day while practicing
my trumpet in the basement
(in deference to TV watchers)

Ponderable and poem for Saturday, November 21, 2009

2009-11-21T06:32:31Z

The heart is the best advisor, and also the nearest.

Permissions

From whom does your life
have its license to live?
Not from Rome or Scriptures
or fine-robed Interpreters--

not from parent or teacher,
policeman or mayor.
Your frame can be governed
but your heart heeds the One

as butterflies do

Ponderable and poem for Friday, November 20, 2009

2009-11-20T05:49:54Z

Higher education trains your mind to feel good later by making it feel terrible now.

No Darkness, No Diamonds

If life is going well,
don't write.
Know why?
'Cause you can't.

Know why?
'Cause your creativity
is all clogged up
with contentment.

Writing amidst blessings
is bleeding without wounds.

Ponderable and poem for Thursday, November 19, 2009

2009-11-19T06:00:56Z

Plants reach out for the light, while humans reach in.

Keeping Here

I wake to morning's
window-filtered sounds
and hear a
cardinal outside
my bedroom,
daring to fill
the early air with a
questioning refrain:

"Where's here?
Where's here?
Where's here?"

An idea flashes brainward

Ponderable and poem for Wednesday, November 18, 2009

2009-11-18T06:57:31Z

You may wish on a star, but you get what you are.

Grief Is a Thief

Grief is a thief
you have urged
to take you away
but with your own
key locks you,
wet with tears,
inside your musty
woolen closet and
turns out the light.

Dark in your trap
shared with moths
you cry long past dry

Ponderable and poem for Tuesday, November 17, 2009

2009-11-17T06:44:46Z

Knock, then realize you've always been inside.
Crack the Sky
I cracked the sky
And all the stars fell
Into a pool
Like egg yolks.
I threw the crescent moon
Like a boomerang
But it returned
To its distance.
I pried the earth loose
From the sun
But gravity broke my lever
And the earth stayed.
So I just fixed

Ponderable and poem for Monday, November 16, 2009

2009-11-16T06:32:10Z

Thank God if your car breaks down oftener than your body. Some bodies are lemons.
Confined
Nothing but a precise
second hand is moving within
the solitary stillness of this house.
I convalesce and convalesce while
reading the daily wallpaper.
Knickknacks cling tightly
to their positions, dumbly
flaunting their faded novelty

Ponderable and poem for Sunday, November 15, 2009

2009-11-15T05:29:00Z

See with your heart--it never needs glasses.
Love Is
Sunlight twinkles yellow
off the neighbor's tree leaves,
stirred by a sibilant breeze.
All is well.
The sky is empty, empty, empty, and azure.
Do not worry.
The rose window decal
on our east window glows
with what glass and plastic know of love--
crimson, aqua, yellow, and amethyst,

Ponderable and poem for Saturday, November 14, 2009

2009-11-14T06:40:54Z

Pain kindly wakes up stupidity
lest it slumber through eternity.
Pain and Promise
If only it
How can I
When will this
Can I ever
Is there any
Why am I
This is too
Better is later
This shall pass
Now to learn
We are loved
Never all alone
Be in being
Endure in light
*******
Alan Harris
Thinker's Daily Ponderable

Ponderable and poem for Friday, November 13, 2009

2009-11-13T05:39:30Z

After formal education has dazzled and dismayed, root errors bring on root learning.
Homeglow after Visitors
Two couches
smile in dim light
over the active
weights they
recently bore.
Spots on the wallpaper
remember certain
apt verbs.
Ceiling regions
glow with laughings
over sudden quips.
Hopes,
confessions,