The night sky Overwhelms me at times. Millions of stars Reminding me of my insignificance. Inspiring not just wonder but a degree of existential fear, Of what could possibly exist in the galaxies Beyond my human comprehension. But then I remember all of the mysteries of this universe Are not mine to understand. Karri Temple
Author: Karri Brackett
A carousel turning around and around, The music unceasing calliope sounds. Emotions the horses upon which I ride, First high and then low until finally I slide, To the edge of the platform to try and get down, But I fear if I make the leap to the ground. That things will not change for
Spinning plates, balancing act Chasing productivity Mind always racing Another deep breath born from a sigh. Karri Temple BrackettMay 28, 2023
Does wisdom come with age, Like wool gathered through the years? Does wisdom come with heartache, Grown in the heart’s soil and watered with tears? Does wisdom come from God, Given only to those who pray? Or does wisdom come to anyone, Who can listen, and learn, and then give it away? Karri Temple BrackettMay
Planted Grazed Farmed Cleared Improved Preserved Wasted Revered Never any more than there has ever been, The epitome of the non renewable resource. Bought Sold Stolen How foolish we are to think that we ever actually own The Land. Karri Temple BrackettMay 26, 2023
If you find yourself down in the valley, With the mountain peaks all around, Don’t be so quick to start climbing those hills, For there’s beauty to be found. Even down in the low lying valley, You descend to during those days. There are fields and flowers and rocks and streams To discover beneath the
Bare foundation, new construction, one and a half acres of dirt. Little by little over the years…planting, pruning, weeding, transplanting, removing and rearranging. Now not a manicured lawn but a grass covered yard. The front flower bed bordered by native rocks and Home to a few faithful perinneals. The willow tree a graceful anchor out
Refuse….reused Scraps….salvaged Decay into life. Karri Temple BrackettMay 24, 2023
Do the departed observe us from heaven above? Or are they much closer, those that we love? Is the veil between worlds impossibly sheer? So those who we’ve lost are actually near? In death as in life, our hearts in their hands. And present in ways we cannot understand. Karri Temple BrackettMay 23, 2023
It’s a miracle they say. The treatment healed the scans revealed All traces of cancer are gone. It’s a miracle they say. Despite the wreckage they walked away From the accident without harm. But what of those I say Whose disease consumes their bodies That fade before their loved ones eyes? What of those I