pop's poetry

Year: 2015

  • sunday morning

    smiling faces, bubbling laughter
forest mists, still quietness
twinkling eyes, breathless whispers
serving hands, kind words
unexpected grace, unfettered love
lives of purpose, eulogies of peace
in the familiar is the divine

  • the scottish tao

    Contentment without complacency - aye, there's the rub in it laddie!

  • leave a tip

    Considering, but not knowing
what may come after this life,
I find it vainly and vapidly fruitless
to hunger for perfect pie in the sky
and oddly calming to think of
pushing back from the table
when my life's holy purpose
is sanely and sapidly consumed.
There is peace in believing:
life is the bountiful feast
and death, just a gratuity.

  • thanksgiving blessing

    May those gathered around this table
be at peace with each other
forgiving and embracing forgiveness
giving thanks and accepting thankfulness,
loving and cherishing love
and may the bounty set before us
the bliss felt in this moment
and the beauty of our love
give us strength as we commit
to bring this peace to the world

  • recipe

    early morning where the only distraction
is the sound of the birds greeting the day
and creating their breakfast recipe,
two parts seed and one part protien,
a perfect mixture combined with water for

another day
another week
another month
another year
of foraging

one third of a cup of life left to use,
for what recipe do I have the ingredients,
tried and true, biscuits and gravy, sweet or savory
or something that has yet to be tasted,
a blank index card sits before me to create

measure
combine ingredients
mix well
bake until golden brown
serve warm