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The Synergy of Completion

8/29/2012

numinous

elemental, raw
plundering the senses
rendering me speechless
a pause, a rapid thrust
invisible tension of muscle, sinew
bones dropping away
activating flight
soaring heavenward bearing
the Treasure
that lay hidden in depths of murky waters
the revelation whispered to
ravenous soul

phyllis boernke
© august 2012

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Seasons

8/22/2012

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god dwells

beyond thought
beyond prayer
beyond meditation

beyond successes
beyond failures
beyond intentions

beyond homeland
beyond family
beyond self

not beyond life
there dwells god

- pb 2011 -

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RULES

8/15/2012

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errant ones

bright white and thin
the wispy clouds
low in the sky
scamper across a backdrop of
slow moving bulbous masses
of grey weighty ponderousness

like carefree mischievous children
always leaving their elders
taunting, laughing at caution
determined to seek their own way
playing with Life
as long as Life allows

- © pb 2011 -

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belonging

if i follow all the rules, if i pay the dues
if i show up on time
if my shoes are new and my clothes are
the right degree of rightness
if i eat this – and not too much of it – and never that –
if i go to all the meetings, if i vote and give some money
if i laugh when i should and nod to the current favorite
but not to the dismissed one

then could i join the club?

but if my shoes are dusty
and i arrive a bit late and breathless
and i forget to knock or smile or bow
and i say hello to the stranger
who at the moment is unqualified
and if i bump into the table or fail to notice the new statuary
and ask for coffee instead of tea
(or is it the other way around?)

then i think you will overlook my name
when you choose names for the guest list

then i can take off my shoes
and hear the whisper of the winds
and watch the waving prairie grasses
then i can waken to first light when the meadowlark calls
and find my name again
written in clouds
and i can settle into the embrace
that gives
and does not take away

- pb 2012 -

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fleeting moments, many facets

8/5/2012

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numbers

hidden from the prying eyes of old familiars
far from prattling voices of the shoulds
I have become an origami master

yesterday I set four
brightly colored birds aflutter
in late evening twilight
last week seven tiny boats
scuttled out to sea
the new moon beckons to
my many petaled flowers
darkness broke the bloody dagger,
the shield, the sword

sixty-seven train cars stuffed
with memories and clutter
hauled out from the interior
sit empty
rusting in tall grass

thin origami papers blown free

- pb 2011 -

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