Blessings

art by Walter Koessler

 

Blessings

blessings fall like snowflakes in your eyes
bring tears
create frozen channels on your breast
wet your pants in embarrassing places
and scurry to your feet
giving you blue toe.

blessings keep you grateful like fires
in the night
flickering on your chest hairs,
burning in your retina
wafting up genie smoke toward the sky
tempting you to make a wish,
swallow a burning sword
and puff out dragon breath.

beware the death of the blessing
instead hear in the distance
the laughter of God

moves to the beat of a different drum

art by Walter Koessler

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imagination

part of soul, Spirit, heart beat

unique toe tapping

Calm and open

art by Walter Koessler

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debate rattles bones

buzzes ears- roasts my blood-must

be Halloween thing!

Honor

art by Walter Koessler

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respect other’s walls

choose unoccupied space-time

move to infinite

f l o w  w i t h  e n e r g y

@3 AM (the whole body ritual)

art by Walter Koessler

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@3 AM (the whole body ritual)

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It’s 3 AM and my bladder twinges awake for my walk in the dark to the toilet

don’t flick the switch to shock the brain

it’s pelvis time, not eyes

then it’s hand time to sanitize tender membranes

and plunk the water to cleanse the bowl

ear time to listen to the plumbing

toe time to arise safely from sitting to standing and timing the flusher handle

knee time to walk back to bed in the dark

arm time to flip the blanket open to climb under

and finally pillow time again

reset, renew and fortify

the soul!

Gossip

art by Walter Koessler

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busybody, roar-

back, bloviate, chinwag, muck-

raker, palaver

Mistakes

art by Walter Koessler

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computers don’t think;

their tools make mistakes faster;

hold you libel quicker!

Props & Pots

art by Walter Koessler

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props for pops: small hop

to greatness in a hat that

crowns the boom-town clown

Fun & Trust

art by Walter Koessler

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let it all hang out-

pillows for your back; trust in

letting it all go!

wrinkles

art by Walter Koessler

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furry wrinkles run

away when muscles chase them

up into the clouds