Long Sarai Poems

The story of how the name Sarah came to be,
But also, how the meaning of the name doesn't define anyone so the meaning of Sarah, dosent define who she wants to be,
Sarah the name, supposedly...

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Sarah is my name


Hi, I'm Sarah and this is the story of how my name came to be,
But also, how the meaning of my name doesn't define who I, Sarah, yep me wants to be,
Sarah...

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I
We sing of Hagar the Horrible, yet she is a brilliant blessing -
This late in April 2019; no not for April Fool's Day
I must submit (a poem, at least) - here the reason we play


II
On...

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It don’t mean a thing
When there’s no bling, bling, bling
No gold adornment or diamond ring.
A brother buying Rolex
In clothes starched and well pressed
Never notices the sister
Selling jewelry to eat.

Yet,
Praise God for the sons of Adam
Made...

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Divine Name Calling

By Mark Stucky
In our beginning,
        God whispered into DNA dust,
        and “Adam,” infused with breath,
    ...

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The Holy Spirit shows me Jesus in the Old Testament
Most followers of Jesus connect Passover and communion ...
But did you notice the Cross and its healing power?
Already in Shur (Ayun Musa?), less than a month...

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What Is My Name?

What is my name?
My name
Is a tag.

What is my name?
My name 
Is what follows me.

What is my name?
My name
Is what I want to be.

What is my name?
My name 
Is what I am.

Your...

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What the Stars Told Abraham (How to see like God)

Beloved, we wish you are right in what you write -
We are sworn to the truth of a rather high standard
El-ohim, in Triunity, spoke: "Let there...

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Brought by the Lord as grand answer to our prayer request
A sweet princess who reigned in your mother’s womb, so blest
Baby Sarah*, welcome to our home of love’s fullest
Your haven of bliss, shielded from pandemic’s...

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I loved a woman who loved two men.
She consumed me from the inside.
There are times I remember back then.
When she chose him it hurt my pride.

She consumed me from the inside.
I thought about her night...

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Three dear friends from the past popped back into my life today

Sarai, Donna, and Mary Jo

A red letter day, this day,Wednesday, November 19th, 2014

It shall go down as one of those days that are hard...

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Mentation then, tear watered,
swells and garbs itself with presence— 
at once to shout in strength 
and pluck a cosmic string,
now restive, overstrung and tense. 

Whispered tremolo swells
and in crescendo risen
transcends veiled mists of time 
to...

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When Sarai met the face of God, was she afraid? 
He took her name and left her to wander.
Did she smile at the news of a son? 
Or did she cry knowing her womb was...

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Mystery this frail existence—
leaning into heedless wind.
Omen of pale dawn’s insistence—
all are fallen; all have sinned.

Distant birth’s incipient morn—
divergent lives their myriad courses.
Faux angelic forms suborn—
risen Sheol’s rotting corpses.

Uncertainty’s advancing chill—
day’s end finds us near...

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