• a good day •

If I keep ‘keeping at it’,
and ‘moving forward’, bit by bit,
progress is bound to show.
I work a bit, and rest a bit,
and twice a day, I ‘walk’ the dogs.
I’ve seeded, and weeded,
and mixed mortar and moved stone.
Ideas are swirling in my head,
and I have a plan ‘percolating’,
of how to make something beautiful for someone.
It’s nearly at the ‘surface’.
I can feel it.
It feels like contentment.
It feels like confidence.
A good day, all in all.
~ Tim Burchfield
8/23/17

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• my doggies •

When I’m around people,
I sometimes think that they can ‘sense’
that I’d rather be spending time with my dogs.
I really do like their guileless, open, fuzzy faces,
their apparent enthusiasms, transparent wants,
attainable and palpable satisfactions,
and their unconditional and continual willingness to love.
Plus, they have swishy tails,
and wonky, wagglety butts.
~ Tim Burchfield
7/10/17

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• sick •

Just the other day,
I wrote, as a joke,
‘Dare to dream, bigly.’
(With a depiction of Trump in the ‘slammer’, on ‘social media’.)
And someone wrote,
‘Sick!’ in the comments.
Maybe, I am, but I don’t think so.
In fact, I think I’d have to be, ‘sick’,
to ‘support’ this Bozo.
~ Tim Burchfield
7/1/17

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• a time before meaning •

If the ‘Big Bang’,
is how the universe got its start,
and as
(as evidenced by the fact
that the night sky
is not as bright
as day)
most stars out there
are so far away
that their light has not yet
reached us,
then how can it be
that nothing travels, in space,
faster than the speed of light?
The key may be
in those two words,
‘in space’.
It seems
there may be here,
a case, for special pleading.
For who can know what was,
in the instant before space and time?
Certainly a time before time,
doubtless, a time before meaning,
in the, ‘it’s good to be alive’, sense:
a spur, friend,
to go on asking questions,
at the very least, I should think –
something akin
to The Big Vacuum, possibly?
Or, even, at a stretch,
The Big Potentiality?
For what is life,
if not potentiality,
like childhood friends,
listening for the ‘count’,
in a game of ‘hide and seek’,
where, we all shout,
“Allee, allee, in come free!”
eventually?
~ Tim Burchfield
6/29/17

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