Category Archives: Your Monday Blessing

The Morning Gets Her Skates On

Posted on January 26, 2021 by bobjanisdillon

Last night, Dawn sensedyou were having a rough one.So she laced up her boots,and stepped gingerly out onto the sky.Tottering at first, on golden legs,she breathed into the strength of her own centre,then, after sharpening her edges on the nearest … Continue reading →

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Your Monday blessing: The Final Word

Posted on January 18, 2021 by bobjanisdillon

Crave not the final word. The Grim Reaper, it’s pretty clear,has nothing terribly important to say, after all. Meanwhile, only a drop or two~from your mouth today,might fall like seedsonto the waiting harvest,and be utterly obliterated into joy.

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The Divine Symposium

Posted on January 11, 2021 by bobjanisdillon

The gods and I were discussing which was better – a Twitter account, or access to birdsong. Apollo said something funny that I can’t repeat. Then we got out our harps, and played until lunch:nectar, wine, ambrosia, and what I … Continue reading →

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“Daybreak”

Posted on January 4, 2021 by bobjanisdillon

This morning, the day broke into this house of mine again.The past was gone. Later, I’m sure I will change the locks –who can bear such unrelenting thievery? – but for now, sitting amongst the gold-strewn sky, I give to … Continue reading →

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“No poem”

Posted on December 28, 2020 by bobjanisdillon

I have no poem to offer you, my friends:only a pale flower,arms outstretched in joytoward the stormy heavens.

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The Unaccommodating

Posted on November 9, 2020 by bobjanisdillon

Your Monday Blessing: The Unaccommodating The 21st century will be the century of the unaccommodating. The earth will not fall in line with your procurement request. The ocean has not even read the listing on your beachfront property. The oil … Continue reading →

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FIRST

Posted on September 10, 2019 by bobjanisdillon

With these auspicious lines, the poet commences The earliest poem of the Australopithecus anamensis. Or were you first? Did those acuminated senses Place the objects of the world within your bars, And did that mouth of yours grunt out an … Continue reading →

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What Keeps Time?

Posted on August 22, 2017 by bobjanisdillon

What keeps time? Heartbeats steps a circle, pulled through its circumference a jar, beneath some papers, in a cupboard a tick a dinosaur, reshaped and reappraised rings on a tree waves, microwaves, and train goodbyes the folded hands of a … Continue reading →

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Your Monday Blessing for today

Posted on July 17, 2017 by bobjanisdillon

May God’s home be in the arms of the homeless and the refugee, may God’s ceremony be justice, may God’s tribute be surrender. May God’s righteousness be the poor, confirmed, and may God’s river be the very stream where she … Continue reading →

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The Diner

Posted on July 10, 2017 by bobjanisdillon

The night before I got married, there was a diner. It was across the street from the motel where we were staying – where I was staying, and my friends, and a few various of my family, and the night … Continue reading →

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