More Than A Blender

it started when I agreed
to see him one more time

and then another
and another
and for weeks
upon each of our goodbyes
I really didn’t know
if I would ever
see that Bohemian again

it was a milestone
when I bought him that purple toothbrush
the one to keep at my place
and then
eventually
I scooted
gave him half a drawer
which slowly morphed
to two

it was effortless
how space was made
and filled
now men’s shirts
hang neatly next to blouses
and we practice
saying ‘our house’
through silly smiles

but appliances
now that’s big stuff
and when the blender
and the food processor
both broke in one day
we took it as a fated sign
which lead us
to our first joint purchase

now we’re steaming soups
making sorbet
creating concoctions
in the Vitamix
the appliance
that’s, oh so much more
than a blender

Hafiz in the Morning…

It’s getting too light – I’ve missed the window of my writing hour.  I make coffee and seek the beautiful wisdom of Hafiz in the morning shadows by the kitchen stove.

No, Hafiz, it is not too dark.

Yes, my heart sounds a warning.  Ever-desiring to live with the Real!

“If It Is Not Too Dark”

Go for a walk, if it is not too dark.
Get some fresh air, try to smile.
Say something kind
To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.

Always exercise your heart’s knowing.

You might as well attempt something real
Along this path:

Take your spouse or lover into your arms
The way you did when you first met.
Let tenderness pour from your eyes
The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.

Play a game with some children.
Extend yourself to a friend.
Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants-
Why not let them get drunk and wild!

Let’s toast
Every rung we’ve climbed on Evolution’s ladder.
Whisper, “I love you! I love you!”
To the whole mad world.

Let’s stop reading about God-
We will never understand Him.

Jump to your feet, wave your fists,
Threaten and warn the whole Universe

That your heart can no longer live
Without real love!

                    ~Hafiz from I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy

In 24 hours

oil change
ultrasound
then 6000 feet above sea level
walking on the wettest spot on earth

later
we sleep
seaside
at the house of the dead
wake to find
sunrise chips
watch whale’s
tails
slap
as we move
in slow motion
sifting through sea salt mist
and sand

simply sit

we’ll sample coffee
at the roadside tourist trap
but realize
we just can’t go to Costco
along our way
back home

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