the later God
(still the God even of later)
some of us
maybe many
don’t want God around
let alone
too close in
we want God maybe
another time
somewhen
somewhere else
now is not
the time
we need to keep the time
locked away behind
heart’s doors
maybe while we’re not so
worldly
while we’re not so selfish
frankly
while we want good things
though
not
in the right way
we’ll righten up
well
maybe later on
when we’ve used up all
the hope we’ve had
the time
as well
the closeness of the Lord
too close
sometimes
and
certainly
while we’re invested in agendas
made by someone else
imposing
while
not
our own
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“the heavens”
Whence Come Wars
Blood and mucus
Tissue and bone
And fear catching the breath
For infection
War in the desert
Is a war in hell
The Baptist lessons
Roosting home
There are flames
There is perdition
War at the poles would not
Be much better
The uniform, the armor
From the homeland are good
The weapons kill
Split the ground and everything
Above:
No judgment but
An order to obey
Sometimes we might ask
Though that is for a sibling soldier
Here the abstract is simplicity
The living is complex
We want to live
We might want them to live as well
But the agenda
For the moment
Has to be a killing item
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On the Agenda
When all is gray
Not boring but not
Inspiring
Where do we go
A psalmist looks to the hills
The hills are not the source of strength
Though they look strong
Gratitude has no tone and is
Every shade
The day could be on fire, after all
The psalmist knows
But relief might come
Over the horizon
Or through cables, now
And satellites bouncing rays
Invisibly
To send the word, machine commands
Binary data for agenda-forming
Open or in hiding makes the difference
That’s a problem with gray
It’s hard to see,
Texture’s a challenge
Direction is unclear
But it could be a vacuum
Not only vacant but absconding
With material and hope
Help out with everything that’s left
Someone else’s day
Might be on fire
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Lent 23
I’ll look at it again
Often I don’t
Sometimes I do
It is the way of things, I guess
Conceit, deceit
To give us time and
An excuse for time
And a belief
Not misguided
That our contributions matter, which
Lends credence to our
Putting something off
With a promise
To return
Because the thing needs us
Maybe it does
If not, maybe we do
And that’s our need
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agenda by Guilhem from the Noun Project
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