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The Daily Examen - June 24-26, 2017

Daily Examen, Saturday, June 24, 2017

Welcome,
celebration.
thanksgiving,
nap,
work,
funeral.

Daily Examen, Sunday, June 25, 2017

After church
co-workers gather for a picnic
good food,
super-heroes
and lots of photographs.

Daily Examen, Monday, June 26, 2017

Disturbing dreams,
and too many thoughts
and burdens of the heart.

It is a day to power through
as slowly,
concerns are addressed.

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The Daily Examen - June 23, 2017

The water of baptism
hung in the humid haze.
The first light of morning
illumined the haze
turning it light blue
accentuating
the wild hickory
growing
alongside the road.

At the close of day
a young deer
nibbled the overgrown pasture
as a lone lightning bug
trimmed it lamp
as it waited
for the Bridegroom.

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The Daily Examen - June 21-22, 2017

The Daily Examen, Wednesday, June 21, 2017

The summer solstice brings
a dream of crossing dark water
a crow eating a dead baby owl
in the middle of the road
and pleasant weather
for walking beside
the river.

The Daily Examen, Thursday, June 22, 2017

St. Alban’s day
and I wonder
about the priest
led St. Alban to faith
and whom St. Alban
died instead of.

What happened to that priest?
What happened to faith
so strong
that others would adopt our faith
and be willing to die for it?

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The Daily Examen - June 19-20, 2017

Daily Examen Monday, June 19, 2017
Fidget spinners
and prayer beads.
Exploring the pilgrimage
from the exonarthex
to the narthex
to the nave
to the sanctuary
to the Interior Castle
Confronting gatekeepers
and exploring alternate paths.

Daily Examen, Tuesday, June 20, 2017
And when the long awaited answer comes
it is greater than ever expected
and the only response
is joyful thanksgiving
mingled with yearning
a little anxiety

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Father's Day Memories. Daily Examen. Sandy Hook.

As I reach for a bowl
to make my morning oatmeal,
I see a plate from my childhood
nestled amidst the other dishes
and ask myself,
“What will you remember?”

Father’s day.
I remember to call my father
who has forgotten to turn on his phone.
I wonder if my daughters
will remember to call me
as I recall
the phone they are likely to call
is dead.

I stand,
in the moment,
seeking to commit
the smell of raisins
in the oatmeal
to long term memory
to stay with me
through my final years.

It is a solitary moment,
not one others will remember
when they eulogize me.

In the morning
I go to church
for the weekly remembrance
of the resurrection.

In the evening,
I choose not to watch an interview
with a man who denies
what many remember.

Note: I have gone back and forth about whether to include my "Daily Examen" posts with the rest of my poetry. I have decided, generally, not to. Too many of my other poems are more likely to get lost that way. However, this poem, which started off as my Daily Examen for June 18, 2017, stands well on its own, and I have chosen to include it with my other poems, with my Daily Examen, and also in Politics.

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