Friday, April 29, 2011

ALUMNI DANCE

ALUMNI DANCE

Is this the Dance of Life for us?
Is this the Minuet?
Is this the Courtly Ritual
That Love cannot forget?

Is this the way of Man with Maid?
Is this our Promenade?
Is this the Brilliant Interview
That makes us feel like God?

Is this the Cinderella Ball?
Is this the Magic Scene?
Is this the spotless Marble Hall?
The realm of King and Queen?

Is this the place where Two could meet
As Complementary Pair?
If this is not the Site for Spring,
Wilt Thou please show me where?

(30 April; Provo, Utah)

MT. PLEASANT PSALM

MT. PLEASANT PSALM

(To my mother Florence and for Viola Stock Jarvis)

The heart is the last thing to go –
The body lingers here –
The pulse runs fast – subsides too slow –
Relinquishing what’s dear.

The feet are the first part to change
To alabaster hues –
How beautiful though pale and strange
The life without the shoes.

A place of white and rays of light –
Her new address is Star –
The Milky Way moves forward to
Accompany her Car.

Her chariot of fire leaves
A comet in the wake –
And each good work she did for us,
A comma for her sake.

(revised 16 February 2011, Provo, Utah)

STRUGGLE PSALM

STRUGGLE PSALM (10-10-10-10)

The stronger the rack, the longer we grow –
The harder the track, the faster we go –
The darker the path, the brighter we glow –
The straiter the gate, the sooner we know.

The sooner we see, the greater the light –
The brighter the path, the larger the scope –
The faster the track, the smarter we think –
The stronger we grow, the more we can cope.

(18 February 2011; Pleasant Grove, Utah)