HOPE
HOPE
thin light
gracile flame
27 years in stone
cold air danced on the floor
he smiled through broken prison glass
"hope survives even in the smallest cell"
Ah, sad we shouldn't throw
the smallest joys
in the drawer of forgetfulness,
don't good souls
search for God and spend time
watching those rainbows
that change glow?
Isn't His hand adding a divine touch?
To whom do we pray
when we are left with the last dime?
It's the smallest joys,
make us happy,
it's the laughter on our faces
that create spontaneous feelings,
nothing can return to its past glory;
there's no need to run after them:
they are forever ours
in that realistic dream!
We must defend
what we love for our sake,
so harsh is reality...
when we stay awake,
it stares at us
and we pretend to be
in perfect harmony!
The smallest joys
make us happy,
it's so miserable to be crappy;
the silliest words
blend with our gestures:
it's the free exchange of emotions!
Ah, sad hearts
we shoudn't throw
the smallest joys
in the drawer of forgetfulness:
don't good souls search
for God and spend time
watching those rainbows
that change glow?
He's there adding His divine touch!
To whom do we pray
when we are left with the last dime?
The smallest joys
make us happy,
it's the laughter on our faces
that create spontaneous feelings!;
Nothing can return to its past glory:
there's no need to run
after them and scream;
they are forever ours
in that realistic dream!
We must defend
what we love for our sake,,
so harsh is reality
when we stay awake:
it stares at us as we
pretend to be in perfect harmony!
The smallest joys
make us happy,
it's so miserable to be crappy:
the silliest words
blend with our gestures:
it's the free exchange of emotions!
The smallest chair around
Never makes a sound.
The
smallest particle
said not to be a
particle
is already This~
particles and waves
simultaneously weave
appearing and not
in a quantum dance~
another ordinary
dance as This~~
May we be blessed to understand how truly blessed we are
from the moment our life starts…
that even the smallest memories
can find a place within our hearts.
The Smallest Life
The smallest life
A life no less
A beating heart and will to live
The smallest voice
Can not call out
Cannot be heard above the crowd
The smallest hand
A final plea
A longing for simplicity
The smallest pain
A pain no less
A feeling of unwelcomeness
The smallest heart
A heart stood still
Falls silent in the evening chill
The smallest love
A love unwon
Now floats toward the setting sun
Oh, how I envy its freedom,
To roam the skies so wide,
To taste the sweetness of life,
With every graceful glide.
The smallest life
In front of me on the narrow track leading into the bushes,
I picked up a tiny field mouse held in the palm of my hand
where it fell asleep.
The tiny life was white and brown had eyes, heart and lungs like me.
What what’s next? I could not stay here all day with outstretched arm
waiting for the mouse to awake
I put it in my pocket when hearing the sheep coming down the track.
When dusty wool had walked past, I put the hand in my pocket
the mouse was not there; one thing to hold a mouse in my hand,
another thing is to have to crawl around my body.
I took my trousers off; I took my shirt off, I stood there naked
as Adam in Paradise, no mouse.
I slowly dressed as butterflies flitted about the woods were enchanting
and I enjoyed my nudity it gave me a sense of freedom.
Hey there, high school teacher,
your talent to rebuff
but when you try imagining
your focus coarse and rough
Your feelings mostly borrowed,
your words ill-gotten gains
your hours spent in false critique
of someone else’s pain
You’re outclassed high-school teacher,
your envy on display
your pedantry a mocking tone
and pretense on parade
(To Wayne Miller: April, 1967)
I Stand
In a field of dandelions and buttercups
I Think
YELLOW
The suns warms me
YELLOW
Brushing against my bare feet
I spy a dandelion who's life is spent
It's only wish is to give yellow to a new life
I pick the fragile stem and hold it high
Blowing softly, smoothly
Light white parachutes flow through the air
The most memorable moments
The smallest moments
Buttercup under chin
YELLOW
"You like butter"
Hectors Dolphins are listed as, endangered
and a sub-species, Maui’s Dolphin are critically endangered
with only about 55 left, in New Zealand’s shallow waters
in the North Island eastern shores, is their home with borders
Hector Dolphins dorsal fin, looks like Mickey Mouse’s ear
and they are the smallest and rarest, of all marine dolphins
Their biggest threat, is being caught up in human fishing gear
and humans polluting, boat striking, developing and seabed mining
Borneo Pygmy Elephants are listed as, endangered
and they were isolated, about 300 thousand years ago
from their cousins, on mainland Asia and Sumatra
and they are known as, the smallest Asian Elephant
They have shrinking forests, with human settlements
and there’s a lot of logging, with a conveyor belt running
There are palm oil plantations, creating a lot of sediment
and a lot of agriculture, destroying their natural environment
IN THE SMALLEST OF US
In the smallest of us
There are GIANTS.
In the least of us
There are NOBLE PRIZE champions.
In the battered souls of us
There are many VICTORIA CROSS winners.
Francis Cooper – Mac © May 2016
most wanted lost list —
shy silver-backed chevrotain
this little mouse-deer
imagined in Vietnam
ungulate with hooves and fangs
11/13/2019
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