My husband's poetry

Category: spiritual

  • Now

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    “Be anxiously concerned with the needs of the age ye live in, and centre your deliberations on its exigencies and requirements.” (Baha’u’llah) you can’t escape the forecast war is breaking out in Asia, the Middle East, Russia is being Russia, again and again and again everything screams increased crime and you don’t own a ring…

  • Doors of misconception

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    Philosophers and poets say there is a doorway between worlds. Ignore the narrow path. The universe is ever expanding. Stop looking for a door where there is no wall. Gate keepers want a toll. Step around the door; it only slows you down. 12-22-23 “Thou art but one step away from the glorious heights above…

  • From my reading:

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    “Treasures lie hidden beneath the throne of God; the key to those treasures is the tongue of poets.” – The Bab I hope I can rise to this challenge. 12-12-23

  • Tiny tongues, or, the unnamed wife of Lot

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    Ancient editors playing God, left the unnamed wife of Lot looking back at friends As they were incinerated Her body magically turned to salt, PowerPoint lesson plan for cautionary sermons For disobedient wives I much prefer the Greek version where Orpheus accepts the blame When Eurydice is turned to salt If I were an ancient…

  • Breeze of confirmation

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    a breeze blew all the autumn leaves to shore surface now mirrors the sky uninterrupted pray a breeze removes dross from my heart 11-19-23

  • Abraham’s altar

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    Puffy white clouds, speckled sunlight, still waters on the pond. Belly full of human cargo glides above my head. Happy friends and family await its safe arrival at airport. I live a blessed and peaceful life in a green, green world. ____ I read today that Ishmael and Isaac’s children Are re-enacting a sacrificial passion…

  • Autumn

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    deep in the South leaves do not fear a killing frost they starve and whither from want of light the chill of northern winds I do not miss but Jacob’s many colored coat draped on morning’s shoulders would look nice 10-6-23

  • The reader

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    Because I read the King James version of the Bible, I learned the misogyny of Paul could imitate the truth and sound beautiful on the tongue. Because I read Peter Matthiessen, I learned the truth is hidden in the narrative. Because I read Homer, I learned every hero has an Achilles heel and a dog…

  • haiku of prayer

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    beneath reflected sky a ripple moves towards shore a world unseen thrives 9-12-23

  • apple cider vinegar

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    late at night you read the news and think it is unjust to be held liable for the knowledge of good and evil, if the apple effect has worn off maybe… we should be let back in the garden 9-1-23