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ORPHAN WORLD

Different worlds
Different times
Growing up
In our minds

Neither here nor there
Ambivalence reigned
Father ruled
Mother gained

No holding
No cuddling
Sin running
Reason befuddling

Sickness and disease
Chaos ordered in line
Six days left
To leave it all behind

What's ahead
More of the unknown
Just a basket of fruit 
Showing how creation has grown

Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-27-2024

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

January 27, 2024 at 7:43 PM

Trudy, Your poem left me in deep contemplation, adrift in the echoes of my own memories. The way you present time and perception, these "different worlds" swirling within the mind's eye, it felt like you plucked a piece straight from my heart. The lines about ambivalence, the Father's hold and the Mother's distance, felt so deeply. And then, the descent into "sin running" and "reason befuddling," a descent I know all too well. Great poem! - Blessings, Daniel

Trudy Schrader

January 27, 2024 at 11:53 PM

Mama God (Holy Spirit) has been doing a deep search in my heart. How stupid of me to believe I didn't need maternal (original) love, personally, in order to pour forth creative love to my children. That's orphan spirit. Then I saw it. This world has been without parents, but the next one has relationship restored.

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