Claw Marks

April 18

CLAW MARKS

There is a brackish river whose current changes direction twice a day.  Its bed is well washed on every side.  It begs the question: which way is downhill?  There are times I struggle uphill in both directions.  There are times I slip from every slope.  What was up is often down.  Judgment of topography requires distance.  Scaling the surface takes tenacity.  I plan on leaving my mark as I go, life’s residue staining my fingertips.

Design caution signs for your emotions.

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What I Take from Laban’s House

If I have the audacity to have a problem

I must provide the instantaneous solution

or be the cause of world-wide panic.

Additionally it is the height of rudeness

to have open-ended dilemma.

It makes the gods uncomfortable,

makes them shift in their seats

and wish me away.

I prevent banishment

by either being problem free

or solution-full

When the answers are not to their liking

I exile myself saving them the inconvenience

and me the embarrassment.

It is never good to implode the household deities,

you never know when you might need one

for historic perspective or a door stop.

You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/Sober-On-The-Way-Sane/dp/1440417342/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576888&sr=8-1&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/More-Lines-From-My-Life/dp/1448677203/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576956&sr=8-1&keywords=More+Lines+From+My+Life

What I Take from Laban's House

April 20

What I Take from Laban’s House

If I have the audacity to have a problem I must provide the instantaneous solution or be the cause of world-wide panic.  Additionally it is the height of rudeness to have open-ended dilemma.  It makes the gods uncomfortable don’t you know; makes them shift in their seats and wish me away.  I prevent banishment by either, being problem free or solution-full and when the answers are not to their liking, I exile myself saving them the inconvenience and me the embarrassment.  It is never good to implode the household deities; you never know when you might need one for historic perspective or a door stop.  

Inventory your reservations

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WHEN A SNAPPER CROSSES THE ROAD

What should I do?

I see the soggy green/gray lump creeping the macadam

Too slow to survive for long

The urge in me to aim

And end the duckling-eaters life

Is short lived but a palpable surge

My Disney style justice is dismissed

But heard from nonetheless

Shall I pull over and assist?

This turtle is as ill equipped

For this stretch of road

As I am ill equipped to aid in its conveyance

Should I reach with my fingers or toes

To something I know can extend its neck

And sever me from parts I hold dear?

The ever present missionary in me has spoken and is silenced

In fact what I can do is slow down and give wide birth

I know this creature is a danger but never more so than me.

What I Take from Laban's House

April 20

What I Take from Laban’s House

If I have the audacity to have a problem I must provide the instantaneous solution or be the cause of world-wide panic. Additionally it is the height of rudeness to have open-ended dilemma. It makes the gods uncomfortable, don’t you know, makes them shift in their seats and wish me away. I prevent banishment by either, being problem free or solution-full and when the answers are not to their liking, I exile myself saving them the inconvenience and me the embarrassment. It is never good to implode the household deities; you never know when you might need one for historic perspective or a door stop.

Inventory your reservations

*

WHEN A SNAPPER CROSSES THE ROAD

What should I do?

I see the soggy green/gray lump creeping the macadam

Too slow to survive for long

The urge in me to aim

And end the duckling-eaters life

Is short lived but a palpable surge

My Disney style justice is dismissed

But heard from nonetheless

Shall I pull over and assist?

This turtle is as ill equipped

For this stretch of road

As I am ill equipped to aid in its conveyance

Should I reach with my fingers or toes

To something I know can extend its neck

And sever me from parts I hold dear?

The ever present missionary in me has spoken and is silenced

In fact what I can do is slow down and give wide birth

I know this creature is a danger but never more so than me.