Angeline
Poet Chick
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Ang, such a glorious and angry prayer. Can anyone understand someone else's conversation with the ether?
Remember this one? Anshul led me to think I'm of a Unitarian bent. I made a tiny edit to encompass all the elements and one other important sphere in our galaxy ...
A Hymn Of The Spheres
I live a prayer;
each step, each breath
a psalm of praise
to existence in this sphere.
My passage bends a blade
of grass beneath my feet
in a dance of glory and fire
to radiate heat for today
I breathe in supplication
to the need for oxygen.
I drink in acceptance
that my thirst must slake
with elements tied together
and arranged for my use.
It moves me amongst the life
gravity holds to this sphere,
this earth, my life, a prayer.
eta: A special prayer written for friends in a time of deep sorrow... It was an honour to have a passing acquaintance with Doug, I only wish I'd known him, too.
I only pray that a poet's heaven,
Is simpler than here on earth.
Where joy in beauty, trust and faith
Is all that measures worth.
A poet walks but a short time,
Upon the worldly shore,
But if his words are meaningful,
He'll be remembered evermore.
Adieu Smithpeter.
It's lovely. I especially like this strophe because it presents such a balanced image between the great passion with which we burn and how brief the time we have.
My passage bends a blade
of grass beneath my feet
in a dance of glory and fire
to radiate heat for today
I remember, too, it because my score came out pretty much the same on that test.
And the sp poem is good, too. You know it's just about five years since we lost him. Seems like just yesterday he was still with us, raising hell and making us laugh and writing all that wonderful poetry.