Emigration

Emigration 
 eem·​i·​gra·​tion | \ ˌe-mə-ˈgrā-shən  
an act or instance of emigrating : departure from a place of abode, natural home, or country for
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/emigration life or residence elsewhere
I have travelled so far
Far from home
Far from you
Far
 
You wait
Wait for me
Wait for me
Just across the border
 
And

I wait

I wait
(long)

For you
 
We have travelled so far
Travelled so far
From one another

Liminal

Liminal (adjective)

1: of, relating to, or situated at a sensory threshold: 
barely perceptible or capable of eliciting a response
2: of, relating to, or being an intermediate state, phase, or condition 
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/liminal
That space between peace and not peace
Liminal

Notice it dear heart
Stand up and pay attention

That liminal space where we move from peace to not peace

Fear
Anger
Frustration
Impatience
Selfishness
Worry
Concern

Draw in rather

Faith
Life
Hope
Perspective
Peace
Love
Joy
(of Jesus)

Into that liminal space

And live

Live

Live

Sophistry

sophistry

noun | SAH-fuh-stree

subtly deceptive reasoning or argumentation 
(things aren't always what they seem)


Blond hair
(curly)
Blue eyes
(sparkly)
Ready smile
(winsome)

Sophistry
Hides

What lies
(beneath)

White lies
White lies
White lies

Winnowing

Winnow
transitive verb

1: to remove (something, such as chaff) by a current of air
2: to get rid of (something undesirable or unwanted) 

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/winnow


What wants winnowing Poppa
What wants winnowing in me

My heart

My soul

My mind

Blow away the chaff Poppa
Clean out all the gritty bits that stick
And fume
And fester
And foil

Fill those spaces with
Love
Peace
Patience
Kindness 
Goodness
Gentleness

Towards

All that causes me 

To need winnowing

All

Defenestration

Defenestration (noun)

1: a throwing of a person or thing out of a window
2: a usually swift dismissal or expulsion



It would be so satisfying
If you really could
Throw things out the window
When you’re misunderstood

I would hurl out labels
And superiority and pride
And judgement and justification
And self righteousness and harm

It would be so satisfying
If you really could
Throw things out the window
When you’re misunderstood

It would

Transplanted

It was the same familiar garden
That she once knew well

Where 

She once grew and thrived

But

Then

The rain never rained
And
The sun never shone
And 
The weeds grew and grew
And
The flower

She waned

So

The Gardener
(in His mercy)
Took the little plant

Tenderly 

Carefully 

Up by the roots 
(so painful, so vulnerable, so raw)

And carried it to

Another 
(unfamiliar)
Part of the garden

Where

The rain rained
And
The sun shone
And
The weeds were weeded
And 

The little flower

Grew

Rain

I wake
To a symphony of rain
Masterfully played by earth and sky


Thank you Creator


And the parched ground
Rendered deaf from too long without music
Gratefully drinks in the sound

Little Fox

Little fox

Thank you for gracing me with your presence today

You stopped
I stopped

And we took stock of one another
In silence and respect

(friend or foe friend or foe friend or foe)

We wait 
Momentarily frozen in wonder and observation

And then 

You turn tail and turn

Back to your family
Back to your world
Back to your reality

In which I am only an ignorant visitor

Little fox


Math (also) Not Math

Bobby has 2 dollars
So goes to the store
To buy apples for his classmates 
(there are 23)
For 15 cents a piece 
(the apples)

Now

How shall he make sure that

Each classmate
(there  are 23)
Gets the same amount of apple

And

How many apples should he buy


(And how shall he carry them
When store is so far
And what if someone doesn’t like apples
Or only likes green ones
And should he wash them
And how shall he cut them
Is there a cutting board and a knife
And he’s never cut an apple
So how he will make them even
And if they’re not even 
Will his classmates feel put out
And will that make recess 
Especially terrible
And will there be napkins
And)

Come On In

Grief

You arrive unexpected
(yet welcome)

Like friends and family who don’t need to knock but can 

Come 

On

In

(to my house)

My Heart

I welcome your intimacy
(and make space for you to)

Recall for me

Deep
Love

Deep
Loss


Grief 

I’m at home with you
(I welcome you)

Come 

On

In

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