In the land of green and red x’s
No dance is ever in step;
Every good deed can be overturned
By the next misstep.
In the land of red and green x’s
Disappointment is par.
Human frailty guarantees
The tally can’t reach the bar.
In the land of red and green x’s
The chroma of the red implies
The focus it will have:
The red gains control of the eyes.
In the land of green and red x’s.
Take a little trip,
It’s not too far—
But you can’t get there by car—
To the land of seventy times seven.
In the land of seventy times seven,
Even when a relationship must be severed
That does not diminish the love that grew.
Though the love may change form:
Eros may become Philos;
Either may become Agape,
But surely love
Will yet endure
In the land of seventy times seven.
© 2014 H.K. Longmore
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Tagged atonement, communication, coping, forgiveness, frustrations, love, misunderstanding, poem, relationships, resilience, sin
Think not about Watts,
Not Joules over time,
Nor strength of rhyme
Cast from thought scheming plots.
Not one of delta-delta or wye-wye,
Nor yet of turbine against hydro-flow,
Nor Quixotic blades by air or lance
Made to do their circular dance.
This struggle is with powers on high;
And powers here below;
Powers of the mortal mind
And powers of human heart.
The struggle brings him to his knees;
Too proud to kneel, he cannot Heaven please.
A power granted once to another
Now his heart smothers—
Power granted was not announced,
Lest upon the opportunity the recipient pounce
And his heart—as the moment flounced,
And his mind seized up by the jounce—
Power over his heart was given,
Not the power to make it riven
Nor the power to with others be shriven,
But towards unity be thriven.
But the power unannounced remains
With the giver, unclaimed,
While under its weight he strains,
And to proclaim itself the power does not deign.
Awaiting resolution from inside or out,
He finds his words lose clout
And the unspoken is not kind.
Fear of losing dear ones makes him start—
He seeks someone to hear his pleas
Again, the struggle brings him to his knees.
Copyright © 2013 H.K. Longmore
- Love Begets Love~Power (yamiegmsg.wordpress.com)
Have you ever longed to go back in time and change just one choice so a life event would turn out differently, or a relationship could be preserved or never started? I have certainly had wistful thoughts along those lines. No, I lie. I do still have wistful thoughts like that from time to time. I went hiking a couple of weeks ago with some of my family. My sister had spent three summers working at a camp in the area, and took the lead. We headed toward that camp, then down a dirt road toward the trail head. We passed a small stream flowing down the mountain and she remarked that the old trail went up the stream, but people kept littering in the (watershed) stream, so the trail was moved, and the old trail blocked off. A little further down the road, and she indicated for us to turn off the road and head up the hill. In the winter, this hill is part of a ski trail; in summer, it is covered with wildflowers. My sister pointed them out, acting the part of trail guide. Up the hill we continued, until we reached a spot where there was a spur of trail running to the stream. My sister was wishing we could go up the old trail, so I told the others I was going to explore the branch, no one had to follow, and I would come back and let them know what I found. My sister said to make sure it went up and not over, because over would lead into the camp.
The branch lead me across the stream. A short distance further I found another spur that lead up the hill. I took it a short distance to see where it led, then returned and informed the others of what I had found. We headed that way. The spur going up took me back across the stream not far from where I initially crossed. I waited there to help my nieces and nephews find the best path across if needed. While we were crossing, my sister had gone a bit further from the spur and found yet another path that led up. She instructed that we needed to go up that way, so we all headed over. Continue reading
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Tagged atonement, auto accident, become as a child, consequence, coping, Family, hiking, impressions, introspection, Outdoors, Recreation, relationships, resilience, self reflection, sin, timing
I have gained new insight into Matthew 7:14: “Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.”
Take this narrows. If this were the way that leads to life, in the first place it is hard to find. If we had not been with someone who already knew it was there, we would not have seen it; nor is it likely that we would have found it if we had been looking for it.
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