Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter’s Day?
Shall I compare thee to a winter’s day?
Cold wind must have its way on us:
But thou art cooler than with ice to play
Through season’s layers in response to fuss;
We play outside then warm ourselves inside
Where should thou offer play ourselves a game;
And I am thankful for hot chocolate’s tide,
Though I fall prey to local champion’s fame;
And thou shall treat me when I am of need
If know thou might give over certain flaws,
And let me help thee with an even speed
And yet excel according to love’s laws;
And I must give according to my own
And yet if thou should have thy way made clear,
My own mistakes too sharp as snow is blown,
Then winter’s day know only thawed hearts here;
Fair face’s features with expressive eyes,
Thy bounding love unbounded by the world;
Grace in thy form as only our God buys—
Thy words and insights found like treasure pearl’d;
And should I ask and knowing I must wait
Might we so heat above the frost, our fate.
C L Couch
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Ashen
In a corner of
Winter-quiet
I have borrowed,
Since everything
Is lent from God
Even the words
Note what we take with us
Nothing but some spirit
And flesh, which will need renewing
I wonder here
In the great gray sky
Or underneath the ashen earth
Or in refugee molecules of
Water, trying to escape
Once the desert rain is done
About what quickens everything
Who decides
How and why
In what is my hope today
My reason
Validation for my purpose
For anyone’s
Anyone who seeks the truth in light
For the darker reasons
Tread another path
They disappear
I do want to go with them
My hope must be in
God who has arrived
Bringing a longer day
And promise of green seasons
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I am impatient and unknowing
Unknowing and still impatient
Insight comes in parts
In fits
In gold-hot coals
That want to touch the tongue
There is a price for growth
Sometimes only for
Having another day
Sad assessing,
There it is
It does not count for grace
And considers nothing of
Another’s mercy
We have the day
We have the moment
What shall we do
Why not live
Uncertain of the defining
But having it
A spark if not a prophecy
Is having life reason enough,
You know, it is
C L Couch
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