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A Poem for Yesterday
FULFILLMENT
(Bernice D., 61,
Blessings, CT)
Whenever
she is asked if she is happy,
she
always answers no, but says she is
fulfilled.
When asked what that word means, she says
it means
she is filled up with this split second,
which
is filled up like all the stars and suns
fill
up the vastness of the universe.
She
says she even sometimes feels fulfilled
by
sorrow, since she feels it expand
far down
inside her and begin to shine
like
wisdom, like the stars she sees above
when
she is filled up full with nighttime’s charm.
She
says she doesn’t know what happiness
might
be, but knows what satisfaction is,
the knowledge
that what’s here and now is filled
with
favors, good enough gifts for her.
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A Poem for Today
CAPTAIN OF THE WATCH
(Bobby L., 37,
Blessings, CT)
One
day he heard a voice inside say “Watch”,
and
so he did, and then he saw some sights
he’d
never seen before -- the brightness of
the
wrinkles in his hands, the different ways
a
sparrow’s wings can move, the silent sway
of
morning glory leaves. He also saw
his
thoughts, like boats along the endless stream
that
is his life, some speeding, some in peace
just
floating by. He hadn’t known his thoughts
were
similar to boats that he could watch
and
take some pleasure in, but not jump on
and
be imprisoned, swept away to who
knows
where. He loved to watch the happy
thoughts
come
by, and soon he learned to value, too,
the
scary thoughts, all shouting out their angry threats.
He
learned that he could smile and wave to them,
then
see them disappear, and soon some calm
and
helpful thoughts would quietly come by.
It
somehow taught him how to live in peace.
Soon
watching was his lucky way of life.
Each
morning he would set himself again
the task of being Captain of the Watch.
All
day he studied flowers, winds,
the
movements of his wife, and all the fresh
and fascinating thoughts that sailed by.
