I’ll kiss the ash from your lips
I’ll turn your soil gone to weed
I’ll rake the sky for light sufficient
I’ll raise you up from bitter need
Tag Archives: God
My heart rang the servant upstairs
Draw me a bath, please, a hot bath
I’ve yet to let
Go what’s gone.
In me the dead
will seed the dawn.
The flower of
this earthly wire
will climb to God
and then expire.
God being none the wiser
Keeps dumping beauty and grace:
the cornflower, the gentian,
the shadow game
and streak of light.
The pretty eye,
the inward sigh,
the clearing mind
and day we might.
Thy twisting Word
On a tree
flipped the earth
and flung the sea.
His waves in space
are coursing still.
They have a lot of
time to kill.
What God will and will not do
Takes some getting used to
Thy wind, thy tree —
Thy quaking tree —
Thy bells of consecration
Clouds
So essential to the divine
light show
What’s the sense of your magnificence?
Can you fix me in the flame?
Gospel tuna
Free it from the can, please.
Stop mashing the albacore.
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