As I navigate life after my son's suicide,
it is hard to answer the question "How are you doing?"
I am working, eating, sleeping, living, yet,
it doesn't feel like I am fully living
Life feels muted and dull and my emotions
are everywhere, up and down and in chaos sometimes
but most of all, I am not operating on my own
I am feeling God's presence every day and when
it doesn't feel like I can take another step on my own,
I can hear him whisper in my ear "lean on me"
Pisa's draftsman born
in Egypt planned Pyramids
~~will be inverted
She is sitting,
front legs under her reddish-brown mass.
When I think of her shape
it is always her belly I see most.
The bulging warmth,
the mastication, her on-going digestion.
I'm a boy,
the large cow is my meaty lean-to.
One hot summer afternoon can last for years,
on one such a year
I was resting my back
on her bovine flank's, she did not seem to care.
I really think she wanted to feel me listening
to her giant belly.
A drowsy time took its rest also.
Bees buzzed, but far away.
High flying gees made the sky speak.
Listening to her massive body, I think
I melded into her life. Her ongoing
industrial mashing
of moist clods of vegetable materiel.
The rhythmic digestive process
seemed to me to be almost musical.
When she farted, it was as though
she had turned roughage to water,
and water into wine.
I could smell the spirit of the grass,
and strangely,
I could within my own small form,
feel the mutable mystery of the land
as it churned grain into bread,
our meat to spirit.
OH! My Lord and My God!
I am forever leaning on your
everlasting arms! Safe within
your tender loving arms! I fully
believe that I am safe from all
earthly harm.
OH! My Wonderful, Wonderful God!
I feels such peaceful security! Knowing
that the enemy of my soul! Shall not
accomplish neither his plans nor his
schemes over mine own life! All because I am
a beloved child belonging to Jesus Christ!
OH! My Marvelous Lord God Jesus Christ!
When I am resting peacefully in your
beloved arms day by day! You chase all of
my gloomy darkened clouds away! Your
everlasting peace shall abide with me always!
OH! My Lord and My God!
I am forever leaning on your
everlasting arms! Safe within
your tender loving arms! I fully
believe that I am safe from all
earthly harm!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954/ 209
Roxy 1954/ October Country
May 02, 2021
The Tower of Pisa started leaning
Builders knew by floor three the meaning
Soft earth they say
Still stands to this day
More than 16 feet off center careening
Fat is dirt
Leaning
Is
Cleaning
Dirt is fat
Cleaning
Is leaning
Nowhere
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But/touching all after all
Will
Will ing you
to con
tinue
Words in order wrong
world dlrow world dlrow spins
n
w
o P Lines hold
d is U
lies so silently
What is the p t.
----------------o n
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I wish to share a
secret about a
landmark I've
just viewed -
the tower of
pisa doesn't
lean it's the
world that's
sadly skewed.
An illegitimate child of advanced technology we are told
That acquired the potency to destroy our health and gold
As you pack your stuff and ready to go
The world has reason to be happy once more and glow
As we continue to debate and bury our dead
Let us unite and lighten our hearts heavy as lead
Cause success can only walk into our lives to stay
When the hurts and problems of others matter in all our ways
Thousands of souls have been diseased and martyred
Nations now acknowledge the agenda in their lives that matter
Let the world rise as one the weak leaning on the strong
And infuse fresh blood in humanity gone weak and dumb
Let us celebrate this collective victory
A product of agonizing and winding trajectory
Recognizing that without pain there can never be gain
Like the phoenix let the world rise and be on the march again!
leaning on life
but holding onto death
realizing how life and death
begin and end but not knowing
what the trueth behind it is
LEANING
Old man and woman
locked arm in arm
neat dressed beige
sweetly leaning in
towards each other
backs now to the world
hard to tell who is leaning
on who but their faces
are towards some exit
smiling private O.K.s
…we’ve seen it all
we’ve done all’s to be
what matters is we are
together now as we were
then and now to the end
every leaning step earned
and paid in full with life
by Charles Eastland
from "The Car Has Ears - Selected Poems of Charles Eastland"
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Faith can sound so one-sided,
like what one does to survive.
Or this is the great secret
of belief, we can contrive.
For many the only "faith" they know is the last resort kind,
when life is out of control.
It seems when reality sweeps away
all the leaves they have sewn
And laid them bare, exposed
as they truly are known,
They then conjure the "faith"
to some higher one
out there somewhere
to fix what was done.
But I have a friend, I know Him well,
Better still He knows me
And as we walk along each day
We live in reality.
But for those who forced darkness to take flight,
And could never by grounded thoughts abide,
But for those who fought the accustomed fright
At the new thunders rebel minds confide,
Fossil dreams we all would still inhabit,
In the muddied bogs of yore gladly flail.
Dead creeds’ taxidermy doth inhibit
Fresh breaths of reason on intellect’s sail.
Who met decreed answers with questions’ ire?
The gazers into depths and planets' glows,
The starters in gloom of curious fire,
Openers of eyes to vistas long closed.
I bask in the bright truths they dared to glean.
Away with crutches! On their light I lean.
lashes leaning
wanna see it
again
shake
your head
?
push at
the blowing wind.
Lean into the curve's slope.
Use the gradient to knurl grip,
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