Vacation Bible School 2006
A Child’s Eyes
By
Tom Wright
Each time we peer
Into the eyes of a child there’s a choice
We can walk away or become involved.
For behind each child’s colored windows
Lay the answers to future problems unsolved.
Their innocence
Directs the eye’s communiqué.
Unwitting children needing Godly training,
A vehicle of choice is Vacation Bible School
Lessons there learned, could be life sustaining,
There is Jumping Juniper
And eye dilating Bible stories to hear.
To a young child, Bible School is one big deal.
With crafts, prizes, cookies and ice cream cones
Or wearing a cool aid mustache as they run and squeal,
Lord, let each participant
Summon from within, Patience,
Acting not malicious or being in too great haste.
But make them as sponges to soak up your teachings*
For the minds of precocious children we dare not waste.
*Train up a child in the way he should go:
And when he is old, he will not depart from it.
Proverbs 22:6
Categories:
communiqué, bible, children,
Form: Free verse
"Triomphant"
Mea Culpa
Latin two words
a wrong turn
move forwards
Lux Vitae
Latin two words
shower me with Your Love
Your Light I move towards
Amor Vincit Omnia
Roman Poet Virgil
Message to the young girl
Secret Communiqué Love is plural
Jeanne d’Arc
Triomphant
(Lovejoy-Burton/Feb 2018)
"On the darkest days, when I feel inadequate, unloved and unworthy, I remember whose daughter I am and I straighten my crown".
(GVLM.K.M.L.)
“Rome is not outside me, but inside me. Her feverish sweetness, her tragic countryside, her own beauty and harmony, all these are mine, for my thought and my work.”
Amedeo Modigliani
Categories:
communiqué, dark, destiny, journey, life,
Form: Free verse
I Slept with a Female Mosquito – part IV
I have gone gnats!
My residual blood is boiling and bubbling
Whole frame sweltering and shuddering
Discolored rage – lend me some wrath
Should I or should I not,
Read her the riot act?
Does she know me any well –
A P.S now; been senator
Been governor, been chief, been prompt
In every cabinet
A minister here, a commissioner there
A chairman here, a spokesman there
A director here, Acting vice president
Do you know the cost of my person?
To accost fester and feast!
Madam Ambassador, speak for your people
The swarm is listening, whiz
That’s the envoy’s mark, man
Unswerving agenda, schemata
Trade, communiqué, summit, matrimony, prospects
Bilateral rep, the diplomatic proxy
Speak for them, gnat
State your mission, miss.
Categories:
communiqué, politicalme,
Form: Narrative
Standing on a beam,
shrine :
holding a black dawn,
my phoenix roving on dark river.
The bell still clangs ;
I hear the footsteps.
A weird thought
spreads out on peripherals,
makes holes,
the undone communiqué
of a war
between knuckles ;
the blind eyes
lift the fallen globe
of light.
I move from tree to tree.
Who was left unburned ?
The sky was overcast.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
communiqué, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?
To picture this:
the artist in her truest form:
Morning light in dusty shafts
nipping her wild hair to burn,
Turpentine fingers to print the palette
Dark sienna, aquamarine,
blues on a canvas with gesso skin
a favorite cd to play, repeat
Lips in quirky concentration
brushes to put behind the ears
and one faded shirt worn through in places
stained with love of hardened oils
vermilion, ochre and scarlet tint
Feet gone bare to feel the carpet
feel the wood and the tile too
Absorbing the sounds from the world around them
Setting the pace of the afternoon
Back on the verge of almost aching
Fingers gone stiff with emotion's glue
purging of soul to the owner's survival
covered with paint through and through
The truest form, of art or love
revealing on canvas communiqué
falls into the realm of the most asked question:
is the art or the artist the masterpiece?
Categories:
communiqué, art, happiness, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse