My smart padlet by Christine Macher Buckner https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit Made with an open mind en-us 2016-11-10 02:16:19 UTC 2023-02-27 20:40:25 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padletuploads.blob.core.windows.net/aws/147188757/aa1d33ffab33bf31a402b5a15d645cf3/20160923_205454.jpg christinebuckner1992 https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136880090 WILD GEESE
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things
]]> 2016-11-10 20:07:48 UTC https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136880090 christinebuckner1992 https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136882428 An Ode to Iced French Vanilla

My eyes,
Slits repelling the day’s new rays.

My brain,
A web.
Confusion,
Crabby,
Oscar the Grouch.

My muscles,
longing for relief,
Needing more sleep. 

But no!  
I must go!

This is when I need you,
Iced French Vanilla.
You rescue me from the chaos
Of a mixed up morning mind.
You chase away the uneasy feeling
Of sleep ended too soon.

Iced French Vanilla,
You are a perfect mix:
sweetness and bitter.
Your straw delves effortlessly
Easing into the sugary bottom,
Seeking morsels of richness.

Iced French Vanilla,
So tall and cool.
Iced French Vanilla,
You get me ready for school.



Ode to Death

Oh, hark, dear Death
I see it’s only you
Come to bring relief
when nothing else’ll do.

Death, oh Death
So painless and king,
you slip so soundless
a relief from the grind.

But, Death, I wonder;
Why, the time you bide?
Delaying too long the pain,
Until the time he died.

]]> 2016-11-10 20:15:38 UTC https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136882428 christinebuckner1992 https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136882750  Nala]]> 2016-11-10 20:16:54 UTC https://padlet.com/christinebuckner1992/freespirit/wish/136882750