POETRY by poetjpb

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Tuesday, March 2, 2004

HER FROZEN ALABASTER SKIN>>>>>>

STONE ON WATER With angels across clouds like stone on water skipping my face Heavenward; its neons parade perfection: Halleluia! Her glory, my horror expecting warmth, I burn against the cold of her frozen alabaster skin. written after the sudden, unexpected death of my mom 1993 Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 1, 2004

THIS IS ONE OF MY EARLY POEMS, IT WON AN AWARD AT MY COLLEGE>

CHARADE I cup warm water to my face trying to erase the mourning tears to no avail. I hate the circus, clowns most of all with silly grins masking their pain. Haunting faces, woven expressions frozen in greasepaint, laugh at me. Warm water washes over trail of salt on my cheeks, erasing grief for a... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 29, 2004

WHAT ARE YOU CHASING AFTER?????????????????????????????????

AMERICA We spin, toil, travail, why? Life is absurd. Chase after what? To gain, acquire, want, wish, die. Why? Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 28, 2004

PEACE THOUGH TEMPORARY COMFORTS ME IN THIS SINGLE MOMENT?

DEW The meadow, gentle, sings softness to my soul; peace though temporary, comforts me in this single quiet moment. Rays of sunlight play on the delicate wing of a butterfly. A dewdrop kissed by the morning glistens. To think of these things while baring my face to the sky grants me serenity. Oh, to... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 27, 2004

THIS IS THE STRANGEST POEM I EVER WRITTEN >>>>>>>>>>>>>

CRICKET NAMED OZYMANDIAS "My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings, Look on my works, Ye Mighty and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare..." Hot, naked air curls the victim's legs under its body like charred bits of toothpick. The petal pink-like... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 26, 2004

WHEN YOU GET DISCOURAGED ABOUT HOW YOU LOOK, THINK ABOUT THIS

CLAY On this mountain tonight, silence, stillness reflecting the awesome Holiness of God shakes my complacency. Confronted, faced, I see myself, my life. I feel the remolding work of your roughed hands. The Master Artist sculpts the form that will be created in His image--A beautiful work someday.... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

ARE YOU PRIDEFUL?????????????

PRIDE BEFORE THE FALL They hide underground like bats hanging upsidedown, waiting to be scraped off cave walls, fat bulbs crusted with mud. Gloat over their coat of mail. They run grimy fingernails over vested soily suit and proclaim, "All hail," as their paper armor blows like the trail of a... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

I LIVED FOR FORTY YEARS IN THE DESERT, NOT DESSERT

Well, it was 13 actually, but it did seem like 40>>>>>> FORTY YEARS IN THE DESERT Daily, I plan my escape to the land of milk and honey, to the richness my inner life craves? My feet blister in the hot sand, my soul shrivels in wilting heat, and my faith waivers in blinding wind. Is this how the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, February 23, 2004

WEEPING DISPLACES SLEEPING >>>

PRAYER WORDS Laura, Heavy, my heart is like an iron gate melded by grief's terrible weight. My weeping displaces sleeping as words from this morning bounce in my ears. Thanks for your prayer words, from your heart to Gods, not coated with honey or draping words, plain and real; you touched my gaping... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 22, 2004

ARE YOU A HYPOCRITE? THEN JOIN THE CLUB, AREN'T WE ALL???

SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS I have failed to love the way I should, or the way I could, if I should but stop and trust my God. Lord, if I could, not could, but would. Lord, give me courage to love well-meaning, unthinking people. The smug sureness of their shallow sanctity stings with every cutting word.... Sign in to see full entry.

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