I recently decided to invert Mary Oliver’s divinatory poem, “Of the Empire.” With much sadness and utter despair in our world, lets not forget who’s empire we truly live in.
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Of His Empire
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So Says the Daisy to the Sun
“What if I were to say,”says the daisy to the sun, “that I will not bare my beauty to the world if you do not shine down upon me more often.” So says the sun to the mere daisy,”my…
Holocaust Lament
This poem is a very hestitant post… out of utter respect for the families effected by this monstrosity of an event in time; I am sorry. Holocaust Lament Consumed by fire whole I burn, we burn Six million of God’s…
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Seafarer’s Salute
Seafarers depart from Camden Harbor hoisting weathered lines setting salty sails as church bells chime at the five o’clock hour the goings the comings of a busy day yachts demand dock dinghies dodging windjammers yet strangely serene happenings on the…
Moving House
Packing paper wrapped in paper what is the purpose? Preservation Mummified objects are laid low placed in oblong boxes embellished with banana company logos and the smuckers insignia Placing and replacing in a mechanical pattern thoughtless yet purposeful Where does…
Footsteps Upon the Water Fall
I grew up on water my entire life. The sound and movement of lakes, rivers, and oceans are engrained in my being. As an elementary child I lived with a rambling river in my backyard, and just before my house…
Grasping Faith
There was a time not long ago yesterday, maybe a week ago that all seemed understandable; I had it all figured out Grasping and understanding all that is and is to come; Oh, how I understood Today, tomorrow and moving…
Hummingbirds
Beautifully beat their wings at a vigorous vibrating rate Dipping and diving Swooping and swooshing Hovering with a humming sound seeking sweet nectar
Glory Un-Contained
Palms splayed toward the heavens her head tilted skyward laughing with a glint in her eye Does she know the story often told but nevertheless all too often rejected? Gazing on the glory of God she knows, she knows the…
We Are One Family: Somos Una Sola Familia
Hermana Hondureña en Cristo, DNA does not bind your skin rich. A tanned hide Mine, an ashen rawhide No familial resemblance Blood spilt, the body strung on the cross binds us in an eternal, global family; Segregation has no place…
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