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Ken Greenman Poems

1095 ON THE UBIQUITY OF THE HOLY 12-22-22

The earth is full to its brim and spilling over with the Holy. Not metaphorically, rather elementally, substantively. Faith in the Holy connects the believer to the Holy in Its ubiquity. In fertile soil and pebbled stream. In the honey … Continue reading

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1094 A CHECK ON FEELIN’ GROOVY 12-11-22

I don’t care what you’ve been told or what Paul Simon song you sing. Remember. When you’re really “feelin’ groovy”, a groove is a baby rut and a rut is a groove grown old.

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1093 To see All in all 12-10-22

I pray to be blessed with a sense of the Sacred deep inside of stones… with the feel of the flow of the Holy, deep in the marrow of my bones. In the lazy drift of the vulture. In the … Continue reading

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1092 CAROLS FROM AN OLD MUSIC BOX 11-30-22

Broken Christmas melodies come from an antique music box while Santa and his raindeer circle high above the little cabin in the woods. He, puzzling how his great girth might squeeze through that stove-pipe chimney on the roof. Outside, the … Continue reading

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1091 A VIEW OF AN END 11-19-22

How sweet my last long breath will be before the Angel comes for me. That deep, cool inhaling in my lungs. The pause. The holding on. Then a last warm exhaling in my chest. So to the letting go of … Continue reading

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1090 IF THIS IS ALL 11-18-22

If this is all there will be of heaven for me, this final souls memory of morning in our warm bed, my wife, slumbers beside me, the soft sloping curve down from her hip, across her side, sliding up to … Continue reading

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1089 UNA VIDA PIN-BALL 11-12-22

Today, it’s one month to go till my “ANO COMPLETO” or however they say it in San Juan, Puerto Rico. Yo tengo 74 anos en todo as a pin ball in, by then, my 75th year! (Three quarters of a … Continue reading

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1088 IT’S A CRAP-SHOOT 10-30-22

Depending, I’m either lucky, fortunate or blessed, based on whether prayer counts. Does “Thy will be done” eliminate all explanations other than, “Have a blessed day!”? And what if WILL decides I die slowly, my body canabulizing itself in our … Continue reading

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1087 MORNING LIGHT 10-19-22

I love how morning breaks through gauzey cotton curtains hung around my bedroom bay. here in my home by the sea. First, opaque, blind night shrouds us all. Then the ocean fog dissolves into diamond mist, sparkling in the suns … Continue reading

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1086 DANCING IN A DREAM 10-18-22 (a song, no less!)

Dancing in a dream, it’s so lovely! You holding me tightly! dancing in a dream with you! I love you true. I love to dance with you! Dancing in a dream with you! We’ve been together, through all weather! I … Continue reading

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