God is…
The cry inside a baby screaming.
The beloved in a lover’s mouth.
The gamble in a lifelong cheater.
The endless thirst inside a gutter drunk.
The lift in hungry sail cloth.
The push of warming, whistling winds.
The last sun dipping far below
the tremor of a rattling breath.
The running in the river streaming.
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Your poem certainly gives a person something to think about.
Hi Dennis. Sometimes I think my mind is made up. Good morning sir.
Good morning! I look forward to reading more of your poetry!
Manny – Each line works so well. I’m sure this could be an endless list, but this sparseness captures so much of life – Love “The gamble in a lifelong cheater.”
thank you Sylvia!
Wonderful.
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Interesting theology in lines 3 and 4.
and I meant every word of it
The way sound works in the poem seems to call extra attention to the lines: lots of consonants, the -ing endings, the embracing rhyme of first and last line…
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I’m going to throw in “the lift in hungry sail cloth” as a favorite. What a wonderful image. That “hungry” does a lot of work.
I really enjoyed this, like a litany
What a caught collection of theology
,,,like fishing without a hook and catching a whale
I love the idea of hungry sail cloth!
All of them, sir.
Guh. Love this
So precise and compact! Love it,