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He Entered My Decapolis

 

He Entered My Decapolis

A ‘hearing’ of Mark 7:31-37

He entered my Decapolis

My region of haunts

All populated with complexity

On opening

My ears

Oh! My ears

Resounded

And, my heart pounded

As I was loosened

I was not the same

And words came

Flowing and flowing

Until growing

Into written reflections.

I heard

And found voice

A moment to rejoice

And bask

In freedom.

 

Simon C.J. Falk September 2018

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Riding the Adrenaline Bus

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Riding the Adrenaline Bus

 

Riding the adrenaline bus

Fueled by a ‘Red Bull’

Mentality and actually

Rocketing along

With ‘Mother’ as a

Bumper sticker

Holding fast,

Yes, fast

As the heart will pump

And the greater

The thump

When the crash

Comes.

Harrowed eyes

Through road maps

The viewer spies

Darting balls this way

And that way

And every way

But shut.

Riding, clinging amid the

Fuss

Why us?

Shut off

The engine and coast

On a quiet roll

Or a rhythmic stroll

At a measured pace

There is no race

For you to face.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 13 August 2018

 


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Even They – When Our Supporters Suffer

 

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Even They – When Our Supporters Suffer

 

Even they

Have their down days

Those ones who often

Buoy us up.

Yes, they too

Are dashed and smashed

Upon the rocks of life

Having their share of strife

They too have grown weary

At times swimming with

Us

Seeming to show little fuss

As they tread water

Yet

In the power of the great

Wet

Their strokes tire

And waves wash them

Away.

They

Will have a day

Where the tumult of life’s sea

Catches them in

The melee

Oh!

If they could be free

And drift gently, gently

Ashore

And moor

Upon the care

For them

That we all share.

 

 

We all have those days, at times, even weeks, where life seems against us. This poem arose from moments when we see others cast upon the vicicissitudes of life and, is for them. For some musical accompaniment, you may like to listen to Eric Genuis’s The Tempest.

Simon C.J. Falk 9 July 2018

 

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Ginger Cat at Play

Ginger Cat at Play

 

Ginger cat at play,

Whirling on the concrete,

As the eve gives way,

To night on the street.

Blissfully unaware,

The mere humans

Swerve and swear,

As they astride it with their load.

“Coming through!”

With a bundle to be stowed,

As stocks renew.

Ah, but do I detect?

A glimmer of a grin?

Or some glee do we suspect?

The cat will win.

For any day,

A moment of play,

Gets us in.

 

Simon C.J. Falk 27 May 2018

Davy Crockett’s Hat

Davy Crockett’s Hat

 

Davy Crockett’s hat emerged

From the doorway of the mall,

Perched atop a visage

Bearing features from great nations

Of Asia.

Limbs carried it all,

While clad in advertising,

Free for sporting companies

Of sports

The wearer may

Or may not

Play.

Play

Yes, what a play it showed

In an Australian mall.

Dramatis Personae:

Davy Crockett’s Hat (and wearer)

And us

Co-adventurers all,

Exploring rivulets

Of consumables.

Consume that scene.

Don’t mind if I do.

Simon C.J. Falk 27 May 2018

 

 

 

 

The Infinitive Split It Was

The Infinitive Split, It was. Stopped

The infinitive

Split it was.

Stopped.

For does not

Language describe

Reality?

And infinity paused

Then

In that moment of

Immanent rapture

Euphoria

Where the infinite

And finite

of time

Was stilled

When

We were.

Simon C.J. Falk 29 April 2018

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A reviver after

A post-noon doze

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Simon C.J. Falk 25 April 2018


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Lines On An Abandoned Shoe In a Driveway

 

 

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Lines On An Abandoned Shoe In A Driveway

 

Foot loose

And fancy free

We had a dilly

And a dally

On our dilettante.

Ah, the nocturnal hours

Of decadent pleasure

All night

Yes,

All night

Movie marathons

Shouldn’t end

Like this.

We walked

The red-eye special

Home

With a limp.

 

Simon C.J. Falk 20 April 2018

 


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At Airport Terminals

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At Airport Terminals

At airport terminals

All the good looking ones

Are taken

Or connected to

Their beloved through

A smartphone

Cradled in the collarbone hollow

As their arms

Balancing

Juggling

Move in a rhythm

Weighed with coffee cups

And hand luggage.

At the terminal

The naturally smiling attendant

Was refreshing as

In a no nonsense way

She handled the tasks

And assured the people

Spared the manufactured blonde

‘Highlights’

Her generous brown waves

Framed a

Face of care

What a pleasure to share

In her love

For job and people.

May her husband know

The goodness

Of his beloved.

At a terminal

We find our synchronicity:

In the grotty traveller

Transiting

Between terminals,

In the lover’s

Texting digits

Dancing across the screen

In anticipation

Of the doting dance

When they are

Reunited

Full and bodily

And there.

Yes, there

Is

An affinity

Between travellers

A share

In a passport

Of passage

Only they can know.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 4 April 2018

 

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Disconnect and Reconnect

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Disconnect and Reconnect

Disconnect and

Reconnect

And disconnect some more

Reconnect and

Disconnect

Then

Go away

Withdraw!

For

Relationships are

funny things.

We remember

A resonance between

Us

A moment

A tone

We are not alone

But re-joined

Only to

Diverge again

And separate.

Ah!

The art of letting go.

Let

Go.

 

Simon C.J. Falk 24 March 2018

 

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