Love is Both a Path and a Guide ~~ Original Poems and Photographs by Rodney Standage, Gilbert Arizona

~~ Read Critically ~ Write Consciously ~ Speak Clearly ~ Tell Your Truth -Clint Smith

Sunday, September 17, 2017

The Core

“Ew”, she said, you ate the core!
I’ve never seen that done before
Iron, Wood and Stone, Nishihongan-ji Temple, Kyoto Japan, March 2017
Isn’t that for the birds?
Or animals that stand in herds?

Yes, that is how you were taught.
But consider a different thought
Although all you’ve ever heard –
Is core’s for garbage and the birds?

Yet, what’s the texture?
What’s the taste?
Upon what are your choices based?
How does it feel between your teeth?
That pulpy flesh that holds the seeds
Of the core, now take heed –

Is it tender?
Is it tough?
Can you ever have enough?
Use your teeth and masticate?
Now describe the after taste?
How does it feel?
Worse than the peel?
Use your tongue, a savory feast
Yet you’ve only fed some beast?

Hold your tradition, I do not care
Just avert your eyes, please do not stare
I’m not from space
Your world to shake
Simply said the apple’s core
Is still an apple just a little more.

Saturday, September 9, 2017


Anticipating the Eclipse, Marshall Missouri, August 2017

Live, work and do
Then buy that thing
That outlasts you

Will not discard
For you worked hard
Desired in hand
For care or worn down

Slow to ease your pace
Slow to watch the race
Jump in when you can
More coaching than ran

And pray you enjoy
The love and the toil
That got you this far
Boots covered in soil

Sunday, September 3, 2017


The Arch of Constantine, Rome Italy, February 2010

I wish to create
A thing of desire
And haven’t The Great
Had this same fire

A brush in hand
A chisel on stone
A pen on page
A land unknown

Please take this flame
Yourself inspire
And make Your Name
A realm to desire