Thank God for coagulation

Wouldn't you know it; the week that I was being held accountable for writing in this thing was the week that I stopped blogging.  Oh my poor accountability partner!

For the sake of forward motion, I will cheat and post a poem that I wrote a few months ago.  At least it's something, right?
(Note to readers: My favorite part of poetry is rhythm; yes, even with irregular meter.  I just picture irregular meter as unusual time signatures, like 7/8 or 5/4.  The best ones.  All that to say, please read it out LOUD.)

Thank God for coagulation

When the skin tears from its sleeve, when the rip is long and deep

The body whitens, puckers in horror,

And the Blood takes its own sweet time seeping out

Darker than a red red rose

By rights it bleeds and bleeds and bleeds

Shocks, laments in crimson tears.

And now it runs its race with zeal

Bursts bandages trying to cotton the shrieks

Don’t smother the sorrow that must be heard

Don’t beat back the Blood that must run down

Don’t say it is not when it clearly is The—

Is it not The End?

But now the red flow thickens

Slows, loses heart, is whisked into peaks.

The Blood brittles.  The wound littles,

And gradually closes its mouth.

The fire is buried in ash, in scab

The scab is vetted and fretted away

And only a long strike of lightning stays

That memory may always remain.

8.14.12

i thank You God for most... (cummings. and a little me)

Almost my favorite.  I love e. e. cummings. Read it out loud!

i thank You God for most this amazing day 

~(e. e. cummings)~

i thank You God for most this amazing

day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue dream of sky;and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,

and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth

day of life and love and wings;and of the gay

great happening ilimitably* earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing

breathing any - lifted from the no

of all nothing - human merely being

doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

*Illimitable means incapable of being limited or bounded.  

And now my own little list--

i thank You God most for....  Love (which is You). 

i thank You God (not MOST, but thank you just the same) for:

 Live swing bands and Debussy and Brahms and books books books and Vitamin water and families and the ocean and pumpkin muffins and jiao zi's

 and red red roses and the hope of New Zealand and Italy and different cultures and the particular peculiarity of us people.  

For funniness... You didn't have to create hilarity, but it's lovely to laugh.  I want to know your laugh.