the old anthem I can’t find
(but used to sing)
an old anthem
leads from Ecclesiastes
into James
a strange splicing
though it indicates progression
beginning with a celebration
and a caution
for youth to find joy
in being
youth
and also concern
since
one day there is judgment
James
then goes further
asking youth or anyone
really
to consider
the wrong aspects of desire
when we ask
we ask awry and even
kill
thinking to satisfy our wants
yet
there is the claim of the perfect law of liberty
that
whoever lives into this law
shall be blessed
and this law
what shall we say
what it
might be
if more context is required
the commandments
then
those
that Jesus cites
above all
and so a good place to begin
not only a life of faith
but that is satisfied
for through
these we know how to ask
aright and even get what we really
want
since
wanting is fine and it’s the twisting of want
that ruins it and
everything around it
I wish I could find that song
I used to sing it when a youth
and
as an anthem
it was loud
harmonious
and
true
c l couch
Ecclesiastes 11:9
James 1:25
James 2:4
(KJV)
Matthew 22:36-40
photo by Md Mahdi on Unsplash
(x = space)
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3 poems about room
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Waiting Room
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Lately, I’ve been angry in my dreams
I’m not sure what that means
I’ve argued with my mother
I’ve argued with former coworkers
Then I’ve left each encounter
To find a peaceful place, all my own
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Wanting Room
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I’ve not argued with God
In my dreams
I’ve not argued with God
When awake
I don’t argue with God
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Though I imagine
There was a time
When I must have argued,
When
Hurts were all
Too awful in the bearing
Of them,
And I didn’t want
To bear them
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Wanting relief, instead
Or at least a reason—
No, a reason
Wouldn’t be enough
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I wanted relief
From God
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Room
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I want room from the landlord*
Who makes me live
With paper-peeling walls
And ceiling and says he can do
Nothing
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I want room from doctors who
Don’t respond
To their own tests,
To tell me how to deal with
Possibly a broken bone
And certainly with broken flesh
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I want room
From people who don’t recognize
Me anyway
Because they don’t recognize
Anyone, anyway
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Each is in a world of one
While the rest of us are landscape
Statues in performance,
Performing when invoked
With snapping fingers or something
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I’ll take room
From that
From those,
Thank you
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C L Couch
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Photo by Holy Maria Lala on Unsplash
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*(room, landlord = pun, sorry)
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