Short Wafers Poems
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some colors peep in
betwixt white-scenario ---
each claims to be a rainbow
white archeries set
white artilleries adorned ---
white and white is all around
10 January 2923
The priest had lost weight, becoming so thin
That he could hide behind a lightweight sin
How did you do it, man?
Tell us how WE can ~ "Sure:
Just pack those wafers into a wineskin."
Westward wanderlust,
Wagon waltzes with Winter wine,
White watercolor walleye, windy-wallop.
Wading where wafers wage war,
Where warmth wanes without warning.
Wary whispers; weather will weather, whatnot.
I pray upon my Knees
I believe what I Believe
I don’t care what anyone says
My faith is Strong
What’s written is Written
If only on whispering wafers of Paper
Or in Stone, or sketched in Clay
Most likely, on my Heart
Is what I Say
macdonalds big macs...
mythological wafers...
illusion appeal...
superficial foods...
theoretical contents...
consumption symbols...
family fun anytime...
philosophical promises...
communion burgers...
ronald the clown says...
customer conformity...
means...passive is choice...
I went with Dad,
just us two,
to the hardware store.
We got replacement tubes for the TV,
Sometimes, filters for the heater.
He bought me
Necco wafers -
all different colors -
priceless coins.
Sometimes,
we picked up rock salt
for the ice-cream maker -
vanilla -
cold, smooth, delectable,
an elusive taste.
One man knew
the secret,
in Downey, California,
1965.
sea island natives
living reminders of trade
cotton rice and indigo
gullah life is made
five benne wafers
cast into new daylight
the hudu spell is torn away
rest easy then this night
bridges came and baskets sold
the younguns moved to town
rich men came and stole our land
again to trod us down
But some have stayed to tell the tales
of how our world began
of lands and cultures far away
before man had ever owned man
sowing a melange
of veined wafers
viridescent shavings
leaves upon leaves
chaotically neat
layered in tranquillity
for the theatrical show
of first feet
premiere wellies
curtain up at dawn
cue the early walkers
after a night’s forlorn
which unseen hand
spritely close
knitted the forest
cross-stitched floor
taking their time
perfectionist
preparing fallen
Jenga sticks
behind the scenes
but never seen
Jack in the Green