Posts Tagged ‘gratitude’

Missing My Sacred Space: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

September 19, 2017

It was my temple
when I had none.
Now, new adventures await me
far away.
Today,
for one more time
in perhaps a long time,
I walked quietly
through art’s temple.

I will miss
this place of solitude,
inspiration,
meditation
and tranquility.

I will miss the Russian faces
I have come to know and love
and the quilts
which exude warmth
even when hanging out
on the walls.

How do I say farewell to
the sculptures of strong men and women
forever holding
and dancing
and working
and playing
and protecting
and posing
poses?

I will miss eating
the ripe espaliered apples
nobody else but the birds
care about;
smelling the roses
and lavender;
splashing cool water on my face
during hot summer afternoons.

I will miss being awestruck
and stunned
and amazed
every time I walk through
its handcrafted doors
and slide across its Utah Lake clayed floors
and listen to the
clink drip drip drip drip drip drip clink
of its kinetic sculptures.

My heart and soul and mind,
(not my back and bottom),
will miss the not-that-comfortable chairs
and wood benches
and metal patio furniture
that gave me gothic arch views
out onto the street
or into that quiet garden space,
where I often sat
in different shades of light,
in all seasons,
to compose,
to write,
to be inspired,
to lift my soul.

I won’t miss
the few steps I heard daily
as too few people visit
this amazing place
and drink in this
the inspiration
of fabulous space.

I will miss the smiling people,
the artists,
the musicians,
the curators,
the directors,
the installers,
the docents,
the interns,
the administrative folks,
the cleaning staff,
who make it all possible.

I will miss thinking
and creating
and writing
and dancing
and soaring
there,
and crying with gratitude,
by myself,
(and sometimes with others),
at the beauty surrounding me.

I can go
to other temples now
and get new and different inspiration.
There are far-away places
to explore and discover,
but,
in this out-of-the-way Utah Art City,
its surprising edifice of beauty,
which embraced me
and held me close to God
when I was otherwise cast out,
this stuccoed white citadel,
will always be
Sacred Space
to me.
Pan views of Springville Museum of Art

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America The Beautiful In Springville: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

June 14, 2017

When you are
in a rose garden
with Abe,
Psyche,
a great spirit warrior,
the Spirit of Life,
a foal and moose,
Paul Revere,
the setting sun,
and America the Beautiful,
you can’t help but weep
with gratitude and joy,
even when a teenaged church class
comes rushing through,
looking for Love
in all the wrong places.
Springville Museum of Art Sculpture Garden -- America the Beautiful

Inspired Music Uplifting Setting: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 14, 2017

“All Creatures of Our/
God and King”, heard in the art/
garden, lifts my hands.

“Gunalchéesh”, Thank You, To Vineyards (And Orchards) For The Fruit: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

November 19, 2016

After the Harvest/
I turn and thank the vineyard*./
It seems right to do.

OR
*orchard.
Saying thanks to the vineyard and orchard, Nov., 2016, Thanksgiving time

Things Might Seem Bad: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

April 29, 2016

Purple martins fly at sunset, Lake Winneconne, Wisconsin, April 2016No matter how hard/
life is, and what happens, birds/
still fly at sun set.

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Compare The Cold Sunrise And Be Grateful: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

February 7, 2016

SoCal Palm tree sunset -- warm sea breeze at San Clemente BeachShe would send me photos/
of tall SoCal tropical trees/
silhouetted in the red sunset;/
dancing in the warm sea breeze.

As if to entice me/
to visit and to stay./
To warm my feet in the sand/
and watch the palm trees sway.

I returned the photo favor/
of a frigid, streaming sunrise:/
A frosted cottonwood silhouetted/
against cold blue mountain skies.

T’was not to tempt her, nor to say I was coldly sad,/
but to remind her to be grateful for the warm beauty she had.
Cold Sanpete County frosted cottonwood sunrise

Memorial Day Remembering: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 25, 2015

Veterans' Memorial at Springville Memorial CemetaryI have no reason/
to be here except to say:/
“I remember. Thanks.”

Kuhl Awesome Gift: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

November 12, 2014

John Kuhn autographed Green Bay Packer Jersey says "John Kuhn #30  Super Bowl Champs"What do you do when/
you get a gift so awesome/
it transcends “Thank You!!”?

(The John Kuhn autographed Green Bay Packer jersey says “John Kuhn #30” and “Super Bowl XLV Champs”)

Future-Looking Gratitude: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

April 27, 2014

Gratitude lets us/
look beyond present pains to/
see what can happen.