Jesus: He Who Tied the Bandana around the Blue Healer (Heeler)
give a dog a bone, it
usually shuts up, like a
dog who returns to his vomit,
is a fool who repeats his folly,
puzzled by the incident
where the Syro-Phoenician
woman comes to Jesus, was
Jesus having a bad day when
he called her a dog, ruining his
public image? Mark 7:24-30,
in the bread section
of Mark's gospel, the feeding
story, of the five thousand in 6:30-44
and of the four thousand in 8:1-10,
Phoenician woman from
Syria falls at Jesus' feet,
begs him to cast the demon
out of her daughter, Jesus tells
her "let the children be fed first, for
it is not fair to take the children's food
and throw it to the dogs," Eucharistic allusion,
tone of voice, harsh rebuttal or said with a smile,
there will always
be a great amount
of food that will fall off
the table to feed the dogs,
leftovers, there just better be,
has Jesus gone to the dogs?
Jesus, He who tied the Bandana
around the Blue Healer (Heeler) under
the Shepherd's moon...
Copyright 5.11.2010 Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
currently they have groovy ty-die with
peace motifs from groomer gal :)
the Blues are beautiful & even moreso to watch them in action
your poetic offering examines human casualties
dogs do return to their vomit (protectively even)
and why? They know they will not be fed again till tomarrow.(?)
But as for those of us who return to our own impurities?
The psycological layers to our imperfections are endless
But can you imagine if it were possible to ask another
to remove the demon-actually that in itself is possible
what I mean I guess is if it were possible to have another
actually do it...and then what comes to my mind is it can be done
...or so I think what would work for my own demons.
If I won the lottery-seriously--I think it would fix alot-
but then bottom line is: that in itself is another demon...sigh...
the endless circle of it all...
but cash is still king & the crumbs I recieve falling off the higher table above my table gratifies me enough to sustain...
...and did you know I too wear bandanas which match my boys...
I have a drawerful...
Peaches, Walnuts & Rubbarb...
as I tie a paisely bandana in your hair
Love Vickie
Be always safe,
Karen
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Has Jesus gone to the dogs? I wonder about that. And just who might the dogs be? Wroof wroof! Sometimes I bark at the moon.
Good one Sage!
Peace leftovers,
Dayvid