Carol Bass

a continuous flow of feelings and color, inspired by the beauty around us

so many squirrels

 

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squirrels are not liked by many
but one that napped
after lunch on a certain branch
took my heart

smaller limbs grew on either side of the branch
propping up his head and tail
securing his space
perfect for sleeping, not falling

all the hot summer, each day, after eating and playing
that squirrel napped 
many times longer than me
on that same branch

resting his soul
feeling secure
breathing and dreaming the world
pumping more love in my heart


 

epiphany

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the thing about an epiphany

you're most always alone
no one to squeal with and jump up and down 
hoping to remember this sparkling moment when your body shuddered
and the truth of the world, pierced your heart
a chartreuse green worm
crawled around the computer screen
as the wind howled
and the green leaves danced with three million points of sun

you knew then, as always
what it's all about
a green worm in the summer air

 

 

 

post 232: my friend, good-bye, adios, forever

VIBRATIONAL ENERGY

Au revoir mon ami

we lived in neighboring
seaside towns where endless winters
turned into summer days
gi gong classes, art exhibits,
astonished I am
from different cultures we bumped
into bees into gardens into honey into children into stories
into grace and goodness
you helped me with love
guided me through tangled vines and briars
returning to childhood
we squeezed open a rusty, squeaking wolf’s trap
met everyone again with open hearts

you told me you’d live forever
now, you say you are dying
oh, but I see how this works
the stories…
how honey lives
your footsteps sounds on the stairs
lit beeswax candles on your tree
the care, like a shawl, you covered me with

you’re released now, your turn
for some exploring
your stories rolling through time
you can whiz past stars
fly through black holes

Find a Place Outside

 

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and have your miracle
a place only you and God know
don't wait

you just noticed your breath
and felt it mix with the breeze
so right now is perfect
go be with God

 

 

for my daughter who runs

 

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so I found a dirt road 
that you'll love
quiet, with shadows drawing lines back and forth
early morn or late afternoon with the sun warm and gentle
you choose a time 
I'll drive you there

across the marsh 
green herons perch on the old man's dock
a creek, parallel to this road
flows high and low with the tide, 
and waits to run with you

 

touching God

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quiet 
cold 
sunny day before Thanksgiving
a new baby, a new dog, an old dressing recipe 

old men firing up a line of grills 
near the Miracle Temple of the Apostolic Faith 
sandpipers scooting over marsh mudlfats
an entire morning resetting passwords

recent hurricane waves rearranged the beach
hurling sand from ancient worlds right into our laps
mixing mysteries with plates as we arrange them over green placemats
our bodies bump around the table, lighting candles
through clouds of God

nutritional list for spirit

 

BLUSTERY HEAVENS

slicing carrots

 

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next to a vase of daffodils

my life explodes with joy 
orange carrots next to sensuous deep yellow
I can hardly breathe, the beauty takes over
God has placed us among banana leaves so green,
the soul glimpses paradise

hummingbird and sprinkler

the cows are dancing

parched plants clinging to last green
we turned on the back yard sprinkler
suddenly so many birds 
wrens, titmice, cardinals flittering in the dripping
hummingbird darting back and forth
through banana leaves to fence post wire
two lizards, too
all beings playing
like God intended 

I imagined an isis man sitting 
on our porch, both of us
watching the hummingbird

I asked if he remembered those other worlds 
where he was part of the music  
I asked if he could drop the fear and help with love 
I saw him actually smile


 

New Year's Hawk

pindo palm

the cardinal mother, our sister
with mysterious wisdom

choosing a palm we planted last year,
toward the end of one drooping frond
capable of good rocking,
she constructed a hidden home 
while eggs were forming in her belly
already, 
she knew about protection 

moss, dried oak leaves, pine straw, a bit of fabric
comfort, security 
a universal knowing 
of the wind, rain, and sun
of the bird
of the tree