Best Baptismal Poems
“The Big Blues and Baptismal Alice”
In the land of the dirty politician
Steely resolve was borne bidding
farewell to thinly veiled conceit and division
that particular brand of milk had long in the tooth turned sour
in her red-hot mamma kitchen
A racing Greyhound on the Going Nowhere Road
forever chasing the White Rabbit named Godot
counts time from its pocketful of ticking time bomb clocks
watching Pterodactyl hormones fly in formation
eating low lying ducks in a row
while the young Velociraptor sitting in her room drawing blood viper tongue fast,
has gone all Poe
The Greyhound turns tales around
and heads back towards Emerald City
flying fast away from a plague of Bubonic Black Crows
She says adieu to those dealing cards that were never real pretty
sitting at the Tea Party Table pulling Voodoo dreams
out of the Lyrebird’s duplicity
Departure
New journey
Two tokens
One kept aside for the Love
that’s steadfast and outspoken
the other for Bee Queen standing stellar
left-field not broken
The Buzzer claims the Chance Card
and moves way out past “GO”,
The Usurper Spell is now fully broken and blown
There on the open road destiny is cumulus now known
Face turned towards Big Blue Sky and Sunshine
a new life tapestry is sewn
Mystery mist whispering over Mountains of Blue
where angels set secret prayers
on the wings of swans who only speak home truth
soaring high upon Heaven’s stairs
singing loud and clear
new dreams do bloom
through cool clean white cotton clouds
face to the sun
feet on the ground
a new day has arrived
strong magic is found
Black ink words swallowed
charcoal spits out a burnt offering
through bitterful and twisted blisters
A New journey forward -
Home is calling her to the
Forest of the Three Sisters
There ensconced in her bucolic benevolent black heath of a palace
Born again in the Big Blues sings the bushfire burning in Baptismal Alice
(Lovejoy-Burton, August 2018)
"She's Leaving Home" / The Beatles
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"Sky Above the Clouds", Georgia O'Keeffe 1962
Influences of Magritte, Bosch
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pure waters annoint
with rippled effect...
trees whisper vespers
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Inspired by John Freeman's contest
Nature's Precept Haiku
BAPTISMAL SUNDAY
Sometimes in the country church,
When they had no baptismal pool,
Baptizing in a neighbor's pond,
Was oftentimes the rule.
They'd gather all the candidates,
From all the months gone by,
Those who'd made the sacred vow,
To their old lives they would die.
The ones who were to be submerged
Wore white robes and white caps,
They'd march up to the water's edge,
Some quite afraid , perhaps.
Prayers were said and hymns were sung,
And the preacher waded deep,
He'd call them in, one by one,
To take that faithful leap.
He'd raise his hand and say the words
"Father, Son and Holy Ghost "
Then dipped them in and raised them up,
Witnessed by the crowded host.
There'd be someone who would send up praise,
And someone who would shout,
And ,almost ,predictably,
Someone would fall out.
They'd fan the ones who'd "felt the touch"
And greet the new converts,
Then make their way back up the road ,
To the country church .
2008 Patricia Neely-Dorsey
from Reflections of a Mississippi Magnolia-A Life In Poems
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I well recall the old farm pond
With winter ice and fernlike frond
Where I was baptized long ago,
After they scraped a drifting snow
Across the road and field beyond.
There remains an unbroken bond
A boy in white robe warmly donned,
New-born with spiritual glow
I well recall.
The pastor was a fair-haired blond
Years with him I did correspond,
He was my guiding light, although
That was many long years ago
When to Christ's call I did respond,
I well recall.
written April 15, 2022
for "Your Favorite Theme" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Regina McIntosh
Immersed in His Paschal Mystery
our Original Sin is --history!
Divine Power comes forth from His Heart
Giving sanctification a start
Now alive in Christ, but dead to sin
'cause death no longer has dominion!
[References: Romans 6, Colossians 2, CCC 1116, What We Believe: the Beauty of the Catholic Faith (Ch. 11), and the Divine Mercy Image.]
Poetry…
not about the words
but how the words were born
(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)