Reassembly
In the middle of being busy,
Did you ever stop,
Struck suddenly by the feeling of meaninglessness?
I stopped,
And for a moment of extinguished hope
Contemplated the futility of my life,
Considered the finality of death that ceases all striving.
Then I made myself another cup of coffee,
Added a spoonful of sweet cocoa powder,
And felt happy holding this warm drink in my hand,
Returning to the tasks at hand,
All the many reasons reassembling.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Falling Asleep
When thoughts blur into one another
And edges soften,
Places lose their place
And words all run with so
For understand if nothing when
You startle awake,
Surprised you were asleep,
And awake is so uncomfortable,
A confusing dream,
And asleep is just fine
At last
For now in soft clouds
Where nothing is individual:
Good-bye . . .
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Falling
I pause for a moment,
Breathe deeply,
And try to consider my infatuation for you
In the cold, clear-headed light of reason,
And at last
I begin to see you as just another person.
I watch you from a distance
And see that you are not unlike others
Who come and go within my gaze
Without stirring my emotions so.
Then you see me and say hello.
I come closer and take your hand,
Look into your eyes,
And all reason disappears.
No direction,
No gravity,
No time of day,
Falling, falling, falling.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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This Mother's Prayer
God,
Oh yes that troublesome word,
She has trouble with that word,
Visions of blind obeisance,
A fairy tale euphoria,
Ignorance,
Superstition,
A certain lack of precise intellectual focus,
Oh yes she has trouble with that word.
Yet in her most private, personal moments
Something like a prayer emerges,
If only as the last obligation
Of a mother whose children have left home,
Her children,
Out there somewhere.
And so she prays,
Trying as we all try
To bend the course of destiny
To our will.
Atheist that she is,
She will not abandon her children
To a godless world.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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