Poetry

3 posts · 1 participants · started Apr 18, 2015, 7:16 PM

1. M

   MaraParticipant
   Apr 18, 2015, 7:16 PM

   Here’s a place to share poetry of yours or of someone else.  I am not a poet (neither am I a painter or a musician, though I enjoy painting and plinking on the piano).  I probably wrote 6 poems in my entire life.  Here is one I wrote about ten years ago.  I post it for our mutual edification and inspiration.

    

   Wolfing It Down

   To sate a hunger
   only known to humans experienced in
   starvation
   – a particular kind of spiritual undernourishment –
   some people,
   by reason of a craving for
   bread,
   asked God to point the way to His bakery.

   In that very moment they
   caught a whiff of warm bread
   fresh from His oven
   and,
   following this scent to the Bread-giver,
   began wolfing it down.

   Now, if you are so inclined, share something with us.

    

2. M

   MaraParticipant
   Apr 10, 2025, 7:32 PM

                                       HorseWork

    

   Still those stampeding horses running lose in your brain!

   Put a pen around them or drive them off a cliff and into the ocean.

   Build a fence behind you!

   Corral them!

   Take away their food, their water.

   Let not their neighing and braying distract you!

    

   By what authority speaks the outrageous leader?

   The one neighing and braying the loudest,

   The one snorting and stomping, blowing and pawing,

   And those lesser ones nipping at its withers,

   Nipping at its flanks, braying and vying for authority,

   Vying for recognition, vying for all the mares?

   Let not their vying and whining disturb your course!

    

   Dare you go in among them where they are?

   Hoofing and stomping and kicking up such a cloud of dust

   Into the stratosphere seen from space?

   Seen from the center of the universe?

   Seen by God whose very eyes see all, read all?

    

   Go there, then, into that confusion and anxiety.

   Go there with a rope and shield, if you must.

   Capture their leader whose name is fear.

   Hobble its legs and muzzle it.

   Take away its range.

   Neutralize its lead.

   Subdue it behind an extra fence.

   Make it submissive as a pet trained to stay put.

    

   Yet, even wild horses are a part of the universe economy.

   When domesticated they are useful and intelligent.

   They are companions and assistants in the labors of man.

   But, they require grooming,

   A clean environment, pasturage

   Proper food, water, exercise

   And training.

   And mostly training.

   It’s horse work.

    

    

    

   MVW 2004

3. M

   MaraParticipant
   Oct 14, 2026, 2:08 PM

    

    

   There are no declines of goodness and wealth

    in the spiritual economy of the universes,

    no recesses in the outpouring of 

    abundance streaming forth from God,

    no diminutions of efficiency experts,

   teachers, or employment numbers,

   no shortages of goods and services,

   nor depreciations in the value

   of real estate, stocks, raw materials,

   no lessening of time or of space,

   no unforeseen accidents in the cosmos.

   Poverty is not a word in God’s vocabulary.

    

   God bestows his love profusely, equally,

   without measure to every creature child under the suns.

   He is not gambling with a deck of cards

   to win a hand or to win a debate in his universes.

   Rain or shine, storms or calms, his love pours forth

   upon the creatures of his creations:

   to the rich and to the poor, to men and to women,

   to children, to scientists, politicians, laborers,

   all in the same measure, if they would choose it,

        even if chosen unsteadily.

   Because on the ledgers of God

   mercy is weighted in favor of his creature children.

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