Why I Write Poetry, With a Pen Tip of Honey
Though medicine tastes bad and bitter as it always skitters
On the tongue’s taste buds as the black sea on sand that glitters
It helps and uplifts the body to get fitter
Honey glazed on the rim of the medicine cup tastes so sweet
To children for the body’s healing from sickness’s heat
Gnostic teachings are tough to swallow in their obscurity
But paintings of words illustrate all their healing beauty
Made from the honeycombs of flowing thoughts with surety
For the healing and release of soul and spirit
The nectar for the bubbling spring is not from myself
But comes from the fruits that the Father has planted himself
So the whole cup is his work, I can’t take true credit itself
Therefore I accept that golden ink to drip unto the page
To make Christ’s teachings shine even more sweetly in this age
Date: 7/17/2022
Name of contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Copyright © David Hyatt-Bickle | Year Posted 2022
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