Short Stowing Poems
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an explorer--trudging through the here and now
picking up what works and stowing it in my knapsack
tossing away the discrepancies of what doesn't
a coward--wondering about what might have been
backpack empty except for dreams
that never see the light of day
Blitsy Blobs
The buzzing bee on the bloom stowing away honey for blitsy blobs
January 26, 2016
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Are the Angel's feathers double dipped,
quills of gold but bloody tipped...
is wrath upon the many unknowing,
going,showing unhealthy stowing...
ungracious of the promised precious,
only looking for their next delicious...
Tough love,may be a reminder
fellows once,can be,fellows again
if only to feel,and then remember,
a part of the whole begins within'...
Apples ripen pink, hotly blushing,
though the ardent yellow sun grows faint;
blackbirds sucking soft honeyed sweetness.
like babies at breast, show no restraint.
Mellow ripeness splays rich-toned color;
the trees raise scarlet armed applause.
Red-brown and gray, small creatures hurry
stowing provisions for winter's pause.
Copyright, September 1, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
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A runner plagued
by endless thirst,
tried all manner of things
to end the curse.
A camel bag or bottle
slowed his pace.
His yen for simple,
lasting relief, became a race -
Relentless!
Seeing smooth pebbles
in the bed of a stream,
he took a pea-sized one;
stowing it under his tongue.
His saliva flowed;
his thirst was gone, up-aweigh!
Until the bump, the trip;
the slip from tongue -
Breathless!
I come across not knowing
Those things after the grass stops growing
Tether are those feelings up stowing
What am I beholding?
Jesus second coming
For is it selfish for me to pray
I want to be alive on that day
I want to be alive, in the presents of Christ
Want to be alive when Jesus ARRIVES
Jesus second coming, when He comes down to earth
4/27/21
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