There are meadows
with vagrant violets
they grow amidst
daunted derelicts
kings and clerics
ministers and laic
of cast-off crowns
ever renowned
pontiffs , peasants
peacocks, pheasants
defrocked, dispelled
headed towards hell
no more lies to tell
nor people to sell
down the drain
for power fame
heads hit the dust
had too much lust
for control greed
left people in need
flagrant flowers
replace the powers
growing wild maybe
newborn child will be
one to make it right
in glorious sunlight
negating judas kiss
restoring promise
people engage in games of deception to serve their lust for power -- never realizing there is only one power, and all other power is fantasy and false -- the power of God and his love are the only real powers in the universe -- you have worded this powerfully Eileen -- it hits with great realism and conviction my dear friend -- peace and love --Jon Michael
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 2, 2009
But, but, but, Eileen, I thought we have the savior in carnate / Change is coming, you give up too easily / He has a plan / For everything . . .
Sorry. Had to mini-rant / Love this poem and the way you set it up / The two- and three-word stanzas with heavy-duty meaning is just a delight to read. Stand / Clap-Clap / Bow
An exceptional flow of thought esteemed chum.
And I feel as if you are wielding a sharpened two-edged sword
in a way that i have rarely seen you do. I see, too, a metaphor
in Judas' kiss, being what pagan culture has,
and is, doing to their very own Creator.
What a day His glorious advent will be.
Blessings ...
I THINK THIS IS ONE OF YOUR VERY BEST, EILEEN... the title had me fooled, there being so many Halloween offerings around atdemo! :)) But this packs a punch with wit, charm and efficacy - and the tight form and writing is brill. Totally fabulous not-so-parable-ic! Particularly love these lines:
daunted derelicts
kings and clerics
ministers and laic
of cast-off crowns
ever renowned
pontiffs , peasants
peacocks, pheasants
defrocked, dispelled
headed towards hell
... these trip along so gaily and yet the message is so dark! Excellent stuff! xx
Yankee Doodle Daddy is a historical Appalachian Family Saga. The story follows a mother's reckoning as she struggles to survive and keep her four daughters alive.
Carole~
Love everything about this, even the shape of the poem on paper... it's sharp, thrusting, rhythmic, provocative and right on the money!
John
Sorry. Had to mini-rant / Love this poem and the way you set it up / The two- and three-word stanzas with heavy-duty meaning is just a delight to read. Stand / Clap-Clap / Bow
And I feel as if you are wielding a sharpened two-edged sword
in a way that i have rarely seen you do. I see, too, a metaphor
in Judas' kiss, being what pagan culture has,
and is, doing to their very own Creator.
What a day His glorious advent will be.
Blessings ...
daunted derelicts
kings and clerics
ministers and laic
of cast-off crowns
ever renowned
pontiffs , peasants
peacocks, pheasants
defrocked, dispelled
headed towards hell
... these trip along so gaily and yet the message is so dark! Excellent stuff! xx
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
With Love,
Cindy
Georg
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Sheila
Broad and wide is the road that leads to destruction.
Narrow and straight that leads to the gate
Doug