Promised Responding
And what
Shall
Happen
When we hear
Like Horton
(only
louder)*
We are here
Meaning
The host of heaven
Small and gargantuan
Depending on
Dimension
And
Dimension’s need
Ready
When we beckon
Or soaring ready
In flight mode
Or on the ground in
Angel
Ranks
Maybe loving us
On fine days
Merely
Or to have to march
(or land)
Upon
Megiddo
To realize apocalypse
And fight for us on
Our side
Meaning the side of all
The believers
Not through possession of
The pride
Of
Victory
So much as that love
By appreciation on
That fine day
C L Couch
(Horton Hears a Who is cited)
Photo by Katarina Dodig on Unsplash
“My favourite street corner in Dubrovnik” (photographer’s caption).
*(still, still small voice)
Fine Day
After many tries, I’ve found
A cup that right for soup
Shiny with a handle the right size for
The skin between my knuckles
Black, not so heavy, portable
Hot from the microwave
A Prufrock thing, perhaps
I handle the part thing in my hair
But not having so much of one
And I’ve dared to eat the peach,
Preferring clementines
Nothing much
Which is the point
We meet the God of the universe
Through an open orange pit
And stirring a galaxy in coffee
I think Julian might approve
C L Couch
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