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

Monday, December 29, 2014


Twilight at The Bund - Shanghai China - August 2005

Some connect
Old with Good
New and not

Created date
Is not the tape
That measures Strength
Nor lasting traits
Though some things Old
Were built to last

Quality is a fickle thing
Spent dimes
Cast votes
In time
Shapes routes

Available? From whom?
And when it counts
Shell It Out.

Monday, December 22, 2014


Brealyn and Olivia, Gilbert Arizona December 2014

My cookies –
Are like snowflakes.
Each a different shape -
Place one –
Upon your tongue,
Feel it melt away.

1 cup butter
1.5 tsp baking soda
2 tsp vanilla
1 tsp salt
2 eggs
¾ cup white sugar
¾ cup brown sugar
2 cups fresh fine ground rolled oats flour (I use a dry goods blade on my Bosch blender)
2 cups fresh fine ground wheat flour (I use a NutriMill to grind the wheat)
1.5 cups finely chopped walnuts

1.5 cups chocolate chips

Set the oven for 375 degrees. Combine the butter, baking soda, vanilla, eggs and sugars in a mixing bowl and mix until it is creamy and smooth.  Fold in the flour and mix, add the walnuts and mix, add the chocolate chips and mix. Cook for about 10 minutes. 

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Valued Words

Canoe Pond, Kyoto Japan, April 1980

I pondered how to write
Then I heard another cite
The thing I would express
Did it value my words less?

Only – If I don’t write…

Saturday, December 13, 2014


Kody, Jon, Josh, Bill and Joseph, Sycamore Creek Wilderness Arizona, March 2008
Peering long
At a ball of yarn
A Gordian Knot,
A puzzling taut,
But straighten?
I could not.

An Eagle’s View
At a complex thought
Awareness seeped
I tried to reap
But could not cite
The image cast
In heart and mind

Intellect –
Could not frame the thought
Or when it did –
Emotion –
Could not find the tone
Or when it did –
Tongue could not whisper the words.
Fingers could not write the phrase!
So, Ears will not hear them!

“What lack I yet?”
“Sell all thou hast and follow me!”
What price have I not paid?
Have I simply –
Not put in the time?
Not read the book?
Not sat the test?
Not own the gift?
Will I ever?
Except one teach –
Show – Lead me?

And who would that be?
For this cloth is My thoughts
Woven with My experience
Stained by My choices
Placed in a vessel made of
My Strengths – and Weakness –

If time - How much?
If text - Which one?
If test – Where to?
If gifts - Who from?

Consciousness – The Beginning of Understanding!
Though I Am Aware –
Though I Seek –
Is it Enough?

Monday, December 8, 2014

Journal, Letter and Poem

Koi Pond and Garden, Kyomizu Temple Kyoto Japan, July 1980
The Journal, Letter and Poem
More than just ‘To:’ times “For -”
I sigh or cry.

How long to write and News expires
A Touchstone then? Future espy?

To Convey a thought – and Solving What?
Inward, out or all about?

To set a tone, a mood, a trance
With fewer words –
Each word must dance!