Ten Times Purple

 

Red and Blue holding hands,

locked together in nature's bands.

A  girl's color, some say,

boys should not have a purple bedroom where to play, 

like a 60's kid, hair billowing and leather vests with fringe,

it's that hippie purple that sends them on a color binge,

wearing flowers in their hair, the song would say,

like petunias, on a summer garden day,

most seen in white,

so bland a sight!

the flowered pot incomplete without that lavender birth

waving from the seeded earth.

 And that sky!

What can one say?   Simply.  "Aye!"

The purple shaded sun arise raising us to deep nature knowing,

unmatched by the bleached full zenithed yellow glowing.

Call it mauve, or violet,

periwinkle, pomegranate, or plum,

whatever, by name, it invites us briefly, Come!

Lead us, Purple, on a path, oh guide,

to evening dark, bluish red in its stride.

It is Purple that welcomes us, all the same,

not once,

but ten times, we acclaim!

                                                                                                             ©2014  R.T. Saunders

 

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 TRAVELING

Golden copper-tops draped in white,

Vast distances of color.

We propel ourselves forward...

The array a part of us;

Briefly/Always.

 

transitions

 

Leaf

   falls through air

      Quietly.

          Resting 

             on a new

                 bed of snow.

                     Life 

                        ended,

                           its       body

                                 Reclines.

 

 
Visit the Temple

 

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The Bodhisattvas

show the path

to altars gifted;

Incensed.

 

A thousand Buddhas

surround The One.

Fill the space;

Their presence known.

 

Candles aflame,

Prayers offered,

Petitions/Supplications/Thanks.

Smoke rising: Aware!

 

Depart

The Saints have been blessed.

They speak to us in gentle footfalls,

And bless us.

R.T. Saunders

January 2013

January 8

 

 

7:21am - Rise

Aware

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the Day.

List, To do.

Thank, Ask, Beg, Pray.

Anger, Gossip, Confide, Betray.

Eat, Spend, Delight, Receive.

Glory see.

Hurt feel.

Struggle engage.

Grasp. Hold. Release.

Create!

4:45pm – Set

New list.                                                                                            ©2013   R. T. Saunders

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 Morning Mourning

Aware

of insides touched and

trauma relieved in different form,

releasing poison,

and alive,

again.

©2013   R. T. Saunders

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Visiting Home

A nice day today with

My Mother.

We talk, we laugh, we share wine,

at cocktail time.

We don’t sing,

because we can’t.

We know that much!

© R.T. Saunders

May 2013

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