Tag Archives: fear

ADVENT, 13

ADVENT

13.

      ~John 8

 

It must have been fear—

that most compelling feeling—

that attached them

to your Jesus. Why else

would anyone follow

a fellow who goes on

and on about above

and below, about

himself and his distant

father? And worse—O

worse!—a fellow who sees

people (like the woman

caught in the act) 

as opportunities 

for tedious theologizing.

You scared them, 

John Gospeller.

They believed they’d be

condemned without

your esoteric creed.

It must have been fear.

Likely, it still is.

Advertisements

WARNING

WARNING

Dear ones,

Beware of the tiny gods frightened men

Create

          ~Hafiz, “Tiny Gods”

Beware of tiny gods,

so easily displeased

when humans break

the rules. The ones 

who are obsessed

with doom, allow 

no room for breath 

or ease. The tiny gods

who make the fear 

of life and death, 

who mistrust peace,

who are themselves,

and made by, fools.

2016 April Prompt #1

WRITE WHAT YOU’VE FORGOTTEN

IF YOU CAN REMEMBER IT

Kari’s #4

 

I have forgotten how to sleep. Or

haven’t I? Don’t I remember nights

of childhood fears, the robber

climbing through my window,

my parents’ sudden death,

the terrible sound of thunder?

Can’t I remember nights

in my youth, staring

at the moonlit flowers on my ceiling,

wondering if I’d ever be loved?

Maybe I’ve forgotten

the crying baby,

the toddler with the earache.

I expect I have forgotten

lying awake listening

to fighter planes roaring

through cold war exercises,

wondering if my husband knew

he was right above our bed.