Winter Question Is Poems

(Author’s note: This poem is a humorous satire on how a modern media mentality would view the story of Christ’s Ascension.)


The Ascension (with Rewrites)

By Mark...

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It is true.
Bright and clear.
As sky blue.

Love, you are my keystone. 
Forever you will be
My light when I'm alone.
A bond no force can break. 
Love...

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“The Night in Question”.

  You ask again,
  about the night in question?
  that night in question, three thousand years ago,
  when...

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The Night in Question
 
	You ask again,
	about the night in question?
	that night in question, 
        three thousand ...

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It is true.
Bright and clear.
As sky blue.

Love, you are my keystone. 
Forever you will be
My light when I'm alone.
A bond no force can break. 
Love...

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Oh conscience who are you,                                          ...

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If I become the paper could you know? 
If I, the ink, would meaning flow?
These living characters, each 
a multitude beseeching through each interlude, 
as...

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I follow the arrow,
Into the snow,
Where it will go,
I'm not to know.

The river so brown,
The tree so green,
Must be the Winter,
Or maybe the Spring.

I look...

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Most people don’t ask the right question,
few people wanna hear the right answer
But everybody can feel when it’s getting cold,
feel the chill when the Pluto...

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At dawn, dewdrops dance on petals of the morning bloom
only for the sun to storm the stage with radiant rays...
and yet nature does not question....

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"YOU CAN'T QUESTION HER"


you can't question her: the crow caws
when she wakes to fight the world.
she's vulnerable with a heart wrapped
 
in barbed wire,
walk in...

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I saw  it all,
the Sun the Moon the night & the day,
there was summer & snow,winter & rain,
children,old people,miracles & war,everything an opportunity,
advantages abounding...

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