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I Am What I Eat

My dear God, I feel sad today. I welcomed their Shakespearean tongue, And yet they cursed me for my sway, Though I like sweet ylang-ylang. Oh Lord, you are my daily food! I am what I eat, this you know. Help these hands o’ mine to be good To them; be my strength! Your son, O.

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Marycile Beer

Date: 7/14/2010 1:21:00 PM

Beautiful Ernesto. I have not been able to read as many poets work as I would like. I missed church Sunday with this stuff. Hope it doesn't last through next Sunday. Glad to be back together again. God Bless, Cile

Debbie Guzzi

Date: 1/6/2010 2:47:00 PM

Such a strange piece..it brought to mind the eucharist...how do lines 2,3, & 4 have to do with being part of the body of God? I too love the scent of ylang ylang. Soup me so I can better understand? Light & Love

P P

Date: 12/16/2009 6:05:00 AM

Happy Xmas to you Poet,Oh Lord be my & your strength in 2010'.

Steve Malebranche

Date: 12/12/2009 12:13:00 AM

Thank you for this piece. We must never forget who the Great Chef is. He provides the nourishment we need to make it in this crazy world.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 11/29/2009 7:04:00 AM

beautiful indeed--Charma

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 11/19/2009 11:02:00 AM

Thank you for sharing your splendid writing with us Otsenre. May this week find you in good health and your pen be overflowing with inspiration. Love, Carol

Brian Strand

Date: 11/19/2009 12:36:00 AM

Thank you for supporting my contest Ostenre.Rgds Brian