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Things My Child Said

It is quite common to kiss 'ouchys' on those wee.
At three, my son asked to have bath autonomy.
I tossed a washcloth, then stood where he could not see.
Soon, he called out with words that completely shook me,
"Mom, it washed red and sore, please come kiss my pee-pee."

Shopping, strolling him down the grocery store aisle
where female

A Happiness Sermon

Gloomy old Gus sure ain't my claim to fame
Upbeat and happy, they're both my middle names

There sure ain't no future in promoting ill will
Every morning the sun still peeks over the hill

There's enough negativity in the world to go round
So let's not encourage this scourge with a frown

You've only got one life to live then

Sermon In the Sheets

If he exists or not is not the point 
It is faith that keeps us on 
Words from pops, words of soul
So every Sunday is church day
But the preacher has me in knots 
He assumes he exists and that's the point 
My suspension of disbelief is needed most 
The narratives are wise, the stories tight

A Sermon In The Spirit Of Love And Compassion

Beloved souls, hear me as I speak, thus is my life, a hymn of compassion, an eternal psalm of love.

I walked amongst the lowly not with pity but with understanding, for in their suffering, I saw the seeds of the divine. To the broken, I once was a healer.

To the outcast such am I, I

My sermon at my funeral

My sermon at my funeral

I am lying in the funeral home, oh lovely home!
I am saying the homily in front of my dead body
I am the priest, the mourners are my past lives.

Oh, my sins!
Four men carry my coffin out to the cemetery
Last dark and brilliant sermon, mourning crowd
Crying, just crying, everyone mourns my life

My

Sermon on the Ark

(Dedicated to Sniffers.)

We are All animals, humans too
every One of us, me and you

God breathed life into Adam and Eve,
into each creature. Atoms unperceived

The animal kingdom is the Kingdom of God:
A harmony without heirarchy, below and above

All dogs go to heaven because all of us do,
every Soul returns to the Creator anew

HUMAN RIGHTS SERMON

A HUMAN RIGHT SERMON
                                                 (Being A Rhythmic

An Atheist Shakes the Bishop's Hand

The ring depicts a promise of fidelity.
I smile as you stand in your cloak.
That headgear is the symbol of the tongues of fire.
I smile as you receive that formal mitre,
while that pastoral staff is a shepherd's crook.

I smile as I know that staff will be used
to smite a great oaken door.
I smile as I hear

The Fun Church

Sunday morning sardines
Sing trademarked sermons
No gain, guitars must be clean
To harken out the predetermined

Donation cards in cursive fonts
A prayer for a new patio to
Crosses finished like their countertops
Their fair-weather faith up for review

This is for the poor Diet Coke debutantes
In Burberry scarves with lipstick grins
Money isn’t everything but it's all they got
Life is just so

A personal Sermon

Dear heart,
Please take a break
I know this feeling, I have had this feeling before 
It soothes at first, beguiling flings
Which shines, too
Sometimes brighter than goddess Theia
I know the comforts, the placidity it yields
And the euphoria!

Dear soul,
Stop the inner monologues
I know them, I have heard them before
With their potent, clean blade of satires
They chop pathos into

Sunday Sermon

kindly air
big mouthing every throat
lungs suck until drunk

maggie has gone shopping with alexa
they back and forth with girlish glee
while songbirds listen
to the electronic voice of god

aunty agatha went for a naked moonlit walk
the racoons began to chatter
like old men

it was a fairytale ending for her

and now it is a sunday morning
a day to talk to

A Sunset Sermon

In the crepuscular soothing sunset, bells tolled urging
The aimless audience to attend the sermon of the new pastor.
Despite their cynical sentiments, they dared not absent themselves.
The look of habitual satisfaction on the pastor’s face 
was unmistakable.  Outside light became penumbra,
Still, men and women trudged towards the chapel,
as the dirge-like bells faded into silence. 

I Hear a Sermon

I Hear the Sermon
I go to church, hear the word
Given by the preacher in his homily:
Retaining a sentence, phrase or word
Only that which finely suits me.
I feel satisfied to have heard 
The word, pleasing to my ear,
The rest that marks my faults
Matters not so dear.

Sermon From Mt Everest

I used to sleep with depression and kiss shame on the cheek
Trying to run from all the lies, but myself was chasing me
I was drowning from all that I cried but let me tell you what one of HIS tears did for me
But, first I must rewind to my past where my thoughts were slowly

The Greatest Sermon

I wish to be the Greatest sermon to the multitude
 the practical Christian living
I wish people to see the fruits of Christ in me
before I even say a word or act a deed
People just believe and convert to Christ
not that my life matters most in heaven
Them doing their best, taking me as an example
not having

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