We mourn the fallen,
Violence leaves an emptiness,
only filled by love.
We mourn the fallen,
Violence leaves an emptiness,
only filled by love.
This haiku is dedicated to my faith community. In the midst of the chaos of this world, we are encouraged to build our communities up. Build them in hope, serve those around us, though most will not be in our own faith group. Doesn’t matter. We visit people who need visits, do children’s classes on developing virtues, lead youth groups that study together and decide service projects for their own neighborhoods, and gather together for devotions to a God, no matter what your faith background. We tend to have goals based on a number of upcoming years. The one we have currently is for the next five years, to 2021. This is dedicated to their efforts.
For the next five years,
while the world comes crashing down,
We build beams of light.
Giggles laughter gone,
Companionship like shadows
Drift into the night.
This day is ending,
Nightfall descends with singing,
Locusts serenade.
cfblack, 6-16-2016, after a 4-day grandkids visit
Painful memories,
dissertation in three months,
the tortured summer.
A dozen notebooks,
my forty-six interviews,
they still talk to me.
I find your old books,
remnants of you in my hands,
your love of knowledge.
— in memory of my father as I unpack boxes. And tonight, I miss him again.
cfblack, 6-8-2016
With the summer off,
Morning is when sun comes up,
Night is cricket songs.
The healing process
wanting to be done with this
need to build up strength.
Leaving meds behind
Fog clears, he is able to
put together words.
6-02-2016
These are some I wrote, thinking back.
Paraplegic
The paraplegic
unable to leave his bed
but with mind racing.
Elephant Man
The Elephant man
Different from the ones he loves
can’t come out to play.
Go forward on faith,
riding on the wings of angels,
to your appointment.
cfblack 6-01-2016
Today was our first outing after returning to the hospital with infection, being there 6 days, and leaving to be at our daughter’s the last 7 days. Getting to a doctor’s appt. with hopping on walker down 2 steps and getting into the back seat, a 40-minute car ride, Carol getting out wheelchair from the trunk, putting it together, AL getting out of the car, standing with walker to pivot around and sit in wheelchair, then Carol wheeling him up to 3rd floor……, doing the same thing to get back home & to the bed, it’s been quite a day. ALL this for a former soccer athlete who played so long they called him “El Viejo” on the field.