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Winter is taking the reins
speeding past days of autumn -
Jack Frost smears the windowpanes
forefingers and thumb.

You who have no house to own,
too proud to seek charity,
you choose your path all alone
that’s a guarantee.

Your attic room, where risks run
rowdy as the eastern winds,
barren refuge while you shun
warmer help from friends.

  Churches serve a daily meal 
  without impugning censure,
  Would a shelter prove to shield
  Christian adventure?

God casts no smears. You must know
you are short more than your needs.
God produces once you show
you will plant His seeds.

Twixt four fingers and your thumb
winnow pangs of laziness.
Earn warm lodging ere autumn’s
freeze spawns haziness. 

for Elly Wouterse's contest  3 Proverbs and a Quote 

For my series of didactic "germane" dodoitsu,  I chose three German proverbs, being influenced much in my life by my German grandmother.
-A poor person isn't he who has little, but he who needs a lot. 
--Charity sees the need not the cause. 
---God gives, but man must open his hand. 

My quote from an international celebrity is from German poet,  Rainer Maria Rilke -
“Whoever has no house now, will never have one.  Whoever is alone will stay alone,” is from his poem, “Autumn Day”, translated by Stephen Mitchell.
https://audiopoetry.wordpress.com/category/poet/rainer-maria-rilke/
 
For word play:
“the four fingers and your thumb”, and “winnow pangs” of verse 5(6) play off of   
“Jack Frost’s forefingers and thumb” and "window panes" of verse 1.

Word with two meanings:
Verse 1 – smear – v. to wipe or daub
Verse 4 (5) – smear – n.  a slur or insult

double meaning proverb
A poor person isn't he who has little, but he who needs a lot.
poor person  can mean  poverty-stricken  or a 
poor person can be incompetent, inept

I used the normal 7, 7, 7, 5 syllable pattern of a dodoitsu but rhymed it ABAB. I really needed 24 lines to complete my thoughts, but I dutifully cut it back to 20 lines,  adding it back in italics after contest was judged. Expanding on Rilke’s “Autumn Day” title, I took a different turn from his prayerful, more positive piece.
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