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Neither Presumption Nor Despair

We can’t make
all the bad things
 good
Just knowing
all that didn’t 
should

We can’t wish
what stays real
away
Or lie
to keep the truth
at bay

Yesterday
today
tomorrow yield
The leavened
‘Word’
forever sealed

Ad infinitum
minus
one
Salvation’s 
path
— is zero sum

(Sister Marcella: 8th Grade Religion Class, 1962)

Categories: presumption, god,
Form: Rhyme

Love So Stated

Love So Stated 


Mother said uncounted times,
“Sally, I know you better than you know yourself,”
But, if that were true she wouldn’t have said so,
For it hurt — much — and I cannot believe she 
Meant such a hurting.  It may have begun when 
I grew from a child into the age of the unpredictable.

We

Categories: presumption, art, christian, dance, identity,
Form: Free verse

I Keep It Hush Hush

My opinion,
          and belief is a private thing;
      my own speculations and assumptions,
          about a person I keep hush hush!
   I do not share my conclusions and impressions,

Categories: presumption, how i feel,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Assumption, Presumption , Gumption

ASSUMPTION, PRESUMPTION , GUMPTION

I don’t enjoy been on a plane,
I find it scary and a tad mundane,
But last time I flew,
I sat next to a lady I slightly knew,
I was bored and wanted to play a silly game!

It was the same lady who lived across the street,
Her sandals were shoddy and she had ugly feet,
Her

Categories: presumption, forgiveness, friendship,
Form: Limerick

Cloaks of Presumption

Cloaks of Presumption

Three Steps to the Bench. 	Three steps.

Enrobed in black, as though to mourn their sorry role,
The Judges Ascend

Somberly attired, as if grieving their dastardly work,
The Judges Ascend 

In the most solemn garb, as if wishing an epitaph to their horrific duties,
The Judges Ascend

They are charged, with a terrible task:

To decide the life of

Categories: presumption, political, , cute,
Form: I do not know?

Presumption

Hey there, Rag doll!
I'm folding into a bowled, 
bold mix and
I'm in knead of a partner.

First come. First served.

Lying in a daydream -
I see you fit the bill.
Make my realities a nightmare.

You're my dazzling star.
You're thin-sliced innocent.
You're an unused gift certificate.
Need me.

Hey there, sweetheart!
Don't talk. Don't yelp.
It's only me leaving 
an oil-stained finger print upon
your

Categories: presumption, art, me, me,
Form: Free verse