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  • [CHRISTIA] new poetry, "We Send Prophecies"

    From Mark@1:396/4 to Practical Christian Life on Sun Jun 14 12:57:45 2020
    From: lamppoet@CENTURYTEL.NET (Mark)

    We like control.



    "We Send Prophecies"



    ("Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters." Matthew 12:30)



    We make up names we found on scraps scattered on the ground,
    torn edges of old poetry at an old author's feet.
    We rewrite the majesty, we make it fit for the streets,
    but by the time we get there the houses are apartments,
    the playmates have retired, and the grade-school hallways are
    oh so much smaller than they were when we began.



    We formulate the ways to eternity, we bake pies without recipes
    and all along we sing the songs we heard from Mawmaw's kitchen,
    and wish she was still here to sing them.



    We master-mind life's navigation, steering past the last field
    still cracking with marigolds and golden poppies. Next week
    they break ground on the next Jacuzzi factory, mowing the
    fair-haired garden down.



    We send prophecies in the mail, we memorize the fictional apocalypse
    seen through the latest novelist's insistent of inerrancy. We study multi-million dollar platforms and borrow a few thousand for
    our daydreams. We turn a blind eye, (with misty recitations
    explaining the third eye to a world lately myopic), we turn
    the blinded eye toward the borders where refugees camp



    And use the other eye to measure the miles per gallon
    on the Winnebago we will ride cross country, freer than
    the sky.



    We make up names, we toss out the claims that Jesus could be
    the Perfect Son and mean His sayings. We make him up; an angel,
    an uncle, a poet, a hippie, a renegade, a god, a villain,
    a vigilante, a brother, the other side of Cohen or Dylan,



    But to bow in trembling unknowing is beyond our graphite ways.
    We insist upon 8 and a half by 11, or we will not believe the dimensions
    of Might and Compassion that cannot be worded except in the beginning
    and incarnate among flesh and blood.





    Beginning,

    mark p.

    lamppoet@centurytel.net



    Mark's Blog

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  • From Edgar Pearlstein@1:396/4 to Practical Christian Life on Sun Jun 14 12:57:45 2020
    From: epearlstein@UNL.EDU (Edgar Pearlstein)

    "Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters." Matthew 12:30

    That's a horrible statement.

    -----Original Message-----
    From: Practical Christian Life [mailto:CHRISTIA@asu.edu] On Behalf Of Mark Sent: Monday, December 21, 2015 4:09 PM
    To: CHRISTIA@asu.edu
    Subject: [CHRISTIA] new poetry, "We Send Prophecies"

    We like control.



    "We Send Prophecies"



    ("Whoever is not with me is against me, and whoever does not gather with me scatters." Matthew 12:30)



    We make up names we found on scraps scattered on the ground, torn edges of old poetry at an old author's feet.
    We rewrite the majesty, we make it fit for the streets, but by the time we get there the houses are apartments, the playmates have retired, and the grade-school hallways are oh so much smaller than they were when we began.



    We formulate the ways to eternity, we bake pies without recipes and all along we sing the songs we heard from Mawmaw's kitchen, and wish she was still here to sing them.



    We master-mind life's navigation, steering past the last field still cracking with marigolds and golden poppies. Next week they break ground on the next Jacuzzi factory, mowing the fair-haired garden down.



    We send prophecies in the mail, we memorize the fictional apocalypse seen through the latest novelist's insistent of inerrancy. We study multi-million dollar platforms and borrow a few thousand for our daydreams. We turn a blind eye, (with misty recitations explaining the third eye to a world lately myopic), we turn the blinded eye toward the borders where refugees camp



    And use the other eye to measure the miles per gallon on the Winnebago we will ride cross country, freer than the sky.



    We make up names, we toss out the claims that Jesus could be the Perfect Son and mean His sayings. We make him up; an angel, an uncle, a poet, a hippie, a renegade, a god, a villain, a vigilante, a brother, the other side of Cohen or Dylan,



    But to bow in trembling unknowing is beyond our graphite ways.
    We insist upon 8 and a half by 11, or we will not believe the dimensions of Might and Compassion that cannot be worded except in the beginning and incarnate among flesh and blood.





    Beginning,

    mark p.

    lamppoet@centurytel.net



    Mark's Blog

    (to be removed from the list, simply reply with the request: "Please remove". God's best!)









    For subscription information, visit <http://www.rowan.edu/~kilroy/CHRISTIA>
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    To leave the list, send the command UNSUB CHRISTIA to LISTSERV@LISTS.ASU.EDU --- NewsGate v1.0 gamma 2
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