Give Us This Day

 

WANTED: Artist and Muse in search of time.

If you have hands full of time
and you have already cleaned out
your garage, closet, and underwear drawer,
dusted the top of your fan blades,
decluttered, disinfected and feng-shuied
your living spaces, watched all reruns
of CSI, NCIS, SVU, Seinfeld and Gunsmoke,
please consider sending the hours
you have left to me.

Will pay cash for time in any denomination:
split seconds, half-a-secs, a few minutes,
happy hours, twilight time, time saved by a bell,
infinity (if you’re a mystic), dog years,
a coon’s age, donkey years, overtime, months on end,
months of Sundays, once in a blue moon time.

From the Catholics I am happy to receive
Holy Days of Obligation, Holy Weeks, First Fridays,
Holy Thursdays, Ash Wednesdays,
All Saints and All Souls Days,
the Liturgical Seasons and any Ordinary Time.

I am open to epochs, points in time, downtime,
first and last times, spacetime,
kingdom come time.

Please put in a bottle then breathe deeply                                                                                                            as you throw it into any ocean                                                                                                                             (they are connected, as is everything)
imagining it already arriving at La Jolla Shores
where I will pick it up at low tide

Let this be your prayer:
The bottle is arriving, the bottle is arriving,
the bottle is arriving.

Soon I will fetch it, open it in my sacred space
and turn it into a poem, perhaps,
or a song, or a symphony of words
that will find its way to you
and lift your heavy heart.

This is the circle we are.
Unbroken.
Unbridled.
Undaunted.
Unlimited.

Thank you for your time.

 

 

Jan Phillips
May 12, 2020