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A dog is barking© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
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Water calm, still Sky clear, cloudless Then A Wave Suddenly Comes Ashore Briefly disturbing what lies there … then Slowly recedes, slowly recedes Water calm, still Sky clear, cloudless© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
Sometimes as the storm rages about us, it is necessary to step back … and wait … and content ourselves with just being a lightning rod. And to remember that the lightning rod isn’t causing the lightning, nor the lightning the storm.
So one waits for a pause, for a patch of clear sky to appear, a glimpse of the sun obscured for so long.
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When was His Last Breath? As a child When the Sexual abuse Began? Or when No one moved To Stop It? As it continued With others And he stood Helpless? Or when He began Beating the old woman Who befriended him? Some may say It was on the gurney In the blank white room At the prison When was His Last Breath?
© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
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Where do they go When they are gone? That place That gives them space No compass pointing No path suggesting Stars to guide – growing dim Silence, emptiness, yet filled – with loss I call out lovingly Listen hopefully No appeal goes forth No response returns For it is only my heart Trying to connect© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 