A Blessing for One Who is Exhausted


When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless,...

In This Place
(An American Lyric)


There’s a poem in this place—

in the footfalls in the halls

in the quiet beat of the seats.

It is here, at the curtain of day,

where America writes a...

My Wish For You




I wish you happiness
Each and every day
Mornings filled with pink golden clouds
Laden with unlimited possibilities

Waves, Oceans and Flip-flopping


think of a wave and then also, the ocean,
a young branch and the trunk of a tree,
a spent blossom and the stem of a rose,
a broken heart and an...

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The time has come to close the WaccoBB.net website.



Lots of factors have converged to make this the appropriate...

The Grounding of Stone



Precious earth

I feel your pulse, solid under my feet

Autumnal


after a line from William Stafford


When the leaves are about to yellow and fall
ask me then how I tried to hold on to what was green,
how I thought perhaps I was different,
how...

And Will They Ever Com


And will they ever come, days of forgiveness and grace,
when you’ll walk in the fields, simple wanderer,
and your bare soles will be caressed by the clover,
or the...

When Great Trees Fall


When great trees fall,50290
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall

Some Girls


Some girls can’t help it; they are lit sparklers,
hot-blooded, half naked in the depths of winter,
tagging moving trains with the bright insignia of their
fury.
I’ve seen...

Threshold

It has happened.
You thought you had some control
of your life
and that you were in a place
you understood
in a time that moved
from a past you knew
to a future that followed

You Must Cease<o:p></o:p>
gratitude to Alice Walker for “to Change the World Enough”… and for her lines “you must cease to be afraid” and “fresh… high place”, “to change the world” which...

America: A Prophecy (excerpt)


The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations;
The grave is burst, the spices shed, the linen wrapped up;
The bones of death, the...

The Cure At Troy

Human beings suffer,
They torture one another,
They get hurt and get hard.
No poem or play or song
Can fully right a wrong
Inflicted and endured.

The innocent in gaols

The Morning’s News

The morning’s news drives sleep out of the head
at night. Uselessness and horror hold the eyes
open to the dark. Weary, we lie awake
in the agony of the old giving birth...

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You can control which categories are in your digest.

So for instance, if you'd rather not see posts
from our active Coronavirus Conspiracy Theories category, ...

Today we explore what obligations we hold with our personal beliefs. Hank explains epistemic responsibility and the issues it raises with everything from religious belief, to ship owning, to...

Bound to Words


Even in isolation
I am bound to words
already written
already spoken
not negating but
subtly changing the
atmosphere we live

I've also been tracking our progress in Sonoma County. For personal reasons I've also been tracking the progress in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, which has more or less the same population, as well...

While I've tried allowing thoughtful Trumpsters to post here, as well as allowing space for various conspiracy theories, however lately I and other members have felt these topics are getting out of...

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Mary Oliver for Corona Times
(Thoughts after the poem Wild Geese)


You do not have to become totally zen,
You do not have to use this isolation to make your marriage better,
your body...

Hey, Barry -

How about taking this thread down? WACCO doesn't need this kind of nonsense.

Today, When I Could Do Nothing


Today, when I could do nothing,
I saved an ant.

It must have come in with the morning paper,
still being delivered
to those who shelter in place.

I recommend using a BIC lighter on each nostril- no Coronavirus and no nose hair trimming for awhile... :wink:

Instructions for the Honorable Harvest


Know the ways of the ones who take care of you, so that you may
take care of them.
Introduce yourself. Be accountable as the one who comes asking...

The Guardian: Health experts criticise NHS advice to take ibuprofen for Covid-19

Panicdemic



That buzzing you hear

Getting louder louder

Clogging the mind

PLEASE DO NOT distract people from legitimate, scientifically sound advice concerning the threat of COVID-19 by recommending quack cures such as colloidal silver. There is NO evidence that colloidal...

From an MD on Corona Virus

Below is the most detailed description of the coronavirus I’ve read. James Robb, MD UC San Diego, is a virologist who’s worked with this virus for almost 50 years....

A condition for approval of the downtown CVS was to have the garbage dumpsters screened from public view.

I guess CVS is hiding the dumpsters in the fire lanes instead.

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I find your attacks on Lynda Hopkins like a bizarre lynching mob mentality.

And totally ignorant of a recent law that allow homeless people to sleep on public property.

Did you know,...

Listen


Words can only
Carry the perfume
Of the Mystery.


Will you listen anyway,
With your heart?

Blessings for the Tomb, the Womb, the Cocoon
(the Liminal Spaces, all)


May you surrender to the sacred gravity of your grief and loss

May you give honor and homage to that which has fallen...

Falling
In these awe-filled days of fire and flood
We watch and wait and wonder
When that fierce hand
Might reach at last for us.

Those of us not yet touched by calamity
Quake, knowing in our...

It Could Have Been A Dream

The fun began at the Gratitude Garage
as I rode away to Poets Park
on a rented bike named
Astonishment

There on the edge of Blackwater Pond
Rumi and Neruda, like...

America, I Sing Back

for Phil Young, my father, Robert Hedge Coke, Whitman, and Hughes

America, I sing back. Sing back what sung you in.
Sing back the moment you cherished breath.
Sing you...

I have shared this poem by Seamus Heaney before but, given all that is going on in the world right now, it seems that we can all use some of this good medicine. He wrote this in Northern Ireland in...

For the Anniversary of My Death

Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveler
Like the beam of a...

Nothing Alive at Yesterday’s Altar

Why kneel
in the ashes of yesterday’s altar
when each day rises unfathomable
as a new mystery

and I must look
with fresh eyes or see nothing
but the...

Dear Ms. Oliver

I plan to squander the rest
of my wild and precious life
among the idle
who appreciate simple things:
hot showers
sudden smiles
real strawberry ice cream
deluge and drought

Twenty Hundred and Nineteen

Ah, Yeats, whom we had put away
with the old poems,
your lines carefully marked from
our study long ago
with the indomitable Ms. Elizabeth Drew
at the summer...

Solstice Color

The other day I looked into my airtight sealed jar of sugar in which
Little tiny, crystalline, black specks moved in the glacial field of white
The tiniest ants I’d ever seen.
...

In the Event of Another Morning

In the event of another morning,
I ask all those inclined to a violent act,
of whatever sort, physical, psychological, economic,
to remember your mother’s breast...

Making Passage

It’s like swimming across a river
with our eyes closed, this passage
through the center of our life.

Sometimes we have to navigate
from the inside out—when the stars
hide...

The Ripening

This Living
has softened the hard fruit
of my being

Everyday, tenderness
claims more of me
taking me holy
into ripeness

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A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in...

What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade


Mrs. Nelson explained how to stand still and listen
to the wind, how to find meaning in pumping gas,

how peeling potatoes can be a...

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Happy Birthday, Larry!

On behalf of all of Waccodom, thank you so much for sharing poetry with us!
It brightens my day and many others! :waccosun:
...

Anyone Who Is Still Trying

Any person, any human, any someone who breaks
up the fight, who spackles holes or FedExes
ice shelves to the Arctic to keep the polar bears
...