Seeking strength,
I went to my Temple.
Upstairs,
the signal
was never strong.
But today,
when I needed it most,
it was five bars,
loud and clear.
I sat,
by myself,
in my corridor,
(having met Santa twice already),
and connected
more than I have in awhile.
Soon,
after being surrounded
by art
(Russian Impressionism),
tuba,
Utah Lake mud tile,
and children,
I will go find milk
and a cookie.
This is worship.
This is connection.
This is receiving
the signal
at the Temple.
Posts Tagged ‘milk’
Signal Strength: Revolutionary Blogging Poem
December 17, 2014Tags:art, children, connect, connected, cookie, CyranoWriter, Kuhns, milk, poems, poet David Kuhns, Poetry, revolutionary poetry, rhythm, Russian Impressionism, Santa, Springville Museum of Art, strong signal, tile, tuba, Utah Lake mud, working through issues, www.cyranowriter.com
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Enjoying Your Cheese: Romantic ConTEXTing Iambic Haiku
August 14, 2010As long as your sweet/
decoutage’ is milk creamy,/
like frommage, we’re fine.
Tags:ConTEXTing Haiku, ConTEXTing Poetry, creamy, CyranoWriter, decoutage', frommage, haiku, iambic haiku, Kuhns, milk, poems, Poetry, rhyme, romance poetry, romantic conTEXTing Haiku, romantic poetry, text message poetry, www.cyranowriter.com
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