THIS and THAT: every time I “publish” any verse I am also immediately ashamed and embarrassed, for I know how poor it is, downright silly sometimes. The reason I keep doing it, hah, is that making things rhyme delights me exponentially, beyond all sense or reason. Every once in a while I manage an idea that delights me too, as in the first one, or, well, all of them. I wish I were better at it, but there they are, sticking to the weblog like a fly on the wall.
MALELDIL C.S.LEWIS
He tosses galaxies like mud
to stick on the walls of empty space;
He walks with the terrifying beasts
which roamed the lands, that are now our place;
He moves light years with a single thought
yet whispers his longing that men call grace.
Though none now desire to see his face.
MALELDIL #2 GLUND
He juggles Jupiter's many moons:
Europa, Callisto, Ganymede, the rest,
keeping time with celestial tunes,
Though Holy, Holy is the best!
SOL
The new Sun rises in the east
And always settles in the west
Shooting flames and burning rays
As on a Seraph’s Heavenly crest.
YHWH
He fed them in the desert waste,
Still they fussed and grumbled;
He satisfied their desperate thirst,
They would not yet be humbled.
o Israel my child, my child,
Must you be so stubborn?
What will it take for you to live?
A holy child still yet unborn,
In a manger for a crib?
Just so you know: another personal note: heart-stopping, even.
Yesterday was the delightful (wink, wink) and shocking experience. They insisted on 5:30 a.m. so we went. The clock in the car said we were still in the 3’s, I think. We got there at 4:45 am. Doors do not open until 5:30 a.m. The temperature outside the car was, with chill factor, 02 degrees, the heater was struggling.
Well, they let us in around 5:20. A.M. so I could have the procedure about 8:15. A.M. Recovery takes at least an another hour plus, in case I might die in recovery. Sigh. Or something.
The nurses were very good, and I enjoyed their company. Of course the only taciturn nurse was short and named JOY! I kept wanting to talk to her about that but decided against it. For obvious reasons. She was also Oriental, though Bobby said I had to say Asian now.
Speaking of Bobby, he has been great through all of this: giving me the bath on Tuesday, getting me ready at 2:30 A.M. Wednesday, signing the papers, translating the soft-voiced nurses and the East Asian Doctor (who knows?). The Doctor is good and entertaining; we do fist-bumps as a greeting. Bobby keeps track of what he says. This procedure did regulate my heart rhythms and is supposed to improve the quality of my life. Go figure. I feel worse than before, of course, and the paddles they used which looked like ping pong paddles have left their imprint on my chest and back which ITCHES and BURNS. HAHAHA! Why would Job expect anything else?
The delightful, really delightful aspect of this outing was BOB EVANS. I was hungry for a change so we went to the restaurant on Richmond road (not Panera) where we used to take the kids when they were old enough to appreciate such things and stopped throwing food at one another, 2 or 3 years ago.. I had a build-your-own three egg omlet. Oh my goodness: 3 kinds of cheese—feta, provolone, and cheddar which are really tasty. Add spinach and sautéed onions. To Bobby’s astonishment I ate almost all of the omlet, all the hash browns, with Heinz’s catsup and coffee with real cream, maybe. Heintz’s catsup counts as another vegetable. I’m plotting a return visit.
Stillness settles o’er the land;
The birds have ceased their singing.
The churches now all empty stand;
The bells have ceased their ringing.
Speaking of memory, were we? Hmm. Okay. I play WORDLE every day. I couldn’t find today’s puzzle a while ago 12/2. I looked in “trash,” in “junk,” and finally found it in All Mail. I opened the thing only to discover I had already played today’s puzzle. It’s a find the five letter word in six tries puzzle. My mind frequently goes blank when facing those six empty lines, so I have found an app that helps when I need it, which is almost every day. Brain rot seems to have taken over. I enjoy my once a day shot at glory. Haha! Today I got the answer in 4 tries with the help of the machine. The machine gave me 16 choices for the fourth try and I picked the right one out of the 16. Pleased with myself. Sigh. I always start with “raise.”
IMAGE: here’s SPENSER, my buddy. He’s a step down from SIMON but easier to take care of.
