Short Progenitor Poems
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Dandy Dandelion at the slightest wind
Takes flight and won't be back again
He releases his seed all over the place
Progenitor here and there for goodness sake
. Haven
Beautiful Majistic
Abiding Freeing Everlatsting
Progenitor Agape Biosphere Bonfire
Repenting Belittling shadowing
corruptible Damnable
Darks
Aquatic spirits have spawned us.
Sprats and minnow
are now skin and bone,
krill and whale our flesh.
A progenitor who knows
how to hide a fish in a fish,
also hides the head from the tail,
the beginning from the end.
That one has left us
to swim in a scallop shell
until heaven-sent oceans
gives up their secrets.
Mother – thy name is Blessed
For thou art the
Nurture of the Soil
Fruit of Love
Product of Thy womb
Thou art the comfort of
The Soul
None is more blessed by
Israel than art Thou
MOTHER
Thou art the progenitor of
The Universe
The Mistress of the
Future
And Time Honors you!
Mel Gill @ copyright 1963
I hear the tantalizing sound
Of sibilant sea waves shaping
sandy shorelines, beckoning my
Soul’s return whence it came
With every endless subsidence.
Like a giant magnet it draws
Me toward its salty expanse
As if in a soporific
Sleep; a somnambulating stroll
Into undulated wetness
Arouses me from my stupor
As it washes over my feet.
I look down at its shallow depth
and smile at my progenitor.
I, being the single expression of self
Except, I can no longer be expressed as one
For I am many; a legacy begun
Progenitor of generations to come
Am I the beginning? No not I
for I am of another who was of another
I could not exist without the person of who before me was
and you could not exist without I, who before you came
I am more than self, for my life is not a singular identity
for life flows from me
Sun is high I cast no shadow
for few brief moments I am pure.
My soul enters Eden’s meadow
where once stood my progenitor.
A sinless psyche reveling
in a pre-transgression garden
thoroughly chaste is my being.
But now a penumbra widens
and a darkness within me grows
my pure essence is repossessed
replaced with subjective sorrow;
spiritualness dispossessed
by a shadow of damnation
and light my only salvation.
We were conceived and born in sin
Shrouded in pitch darkness
The price written was death
Paid for by Adam as a price for
treasonable felony in death
Then darkness became our
second nature,
Our apparel and our cloak
Jesus stood in our place and
Paid the debt of our progenitor
He took upon Himself our burden
and baggage of sin
Nailing it on the cross.
Declaring our freedom from the law
of sin and death
Lightening our darkness
Illuminating Us with His light.
Mother is My first World
Philosophy of Mother
Mother is a Nurture
Nuture of Father
Nature of Brother
Mother is a Creator
Creator of our
Creator of Suffer
Mother is a Minister
Minister of Progenitor
Minister of Look after
Mother is a Mater
Mater of predecessor
Mater of Foster
Mother is a Procreator
Procreator of Culture
Procreator of Other
Mother is a Teacher
Teacher of Translator
Teacher of Devoter
Mother is a Doctor
Doctor of Grower
Doctor of Trainer