Day 16: Peace Poetry Postcard Month
Your call muted, walled
away. I hear and answer
neath Venus’ glim.
Day 16: Peace Poetry Postcard Month
Your call muted, walled
away. I hear and answer
neath Venus’ glim.
Day 9: Peace Poetry Postcard Month
When moon is near perfected orb
and veil thin clouds sprawl,
our path is softened by her grace
while radiant Venus glims.Four paws, two feet
we transit lenient,
we roam the peace of night.
And find our way from there
to here to rest in her delight.
My eyes
opened
9000 feet higher than
thundering waves
could offerVenus,
Jupiter, Mars
a triad,
nothing else
to draw my eye,
nothing else
needed
to light my wayFather,
Son, and Holy Ghost,
a triad,
more to understand,
ever more needed
to unfoldI demand
my place
among
Your stars,
feet grounded
on earth solid,
heart
cracked open
by Your passionMother Father,
Elder Brother Jesus,
Holy Wisdom,
make me whole
.
.
.
Author’s Note:
Sometimes I must demand. Show my need. Not be afraid. Declare my faith.