Human, Divine

We hold our scars
close to chest,
rest our flitter-fluttered
hands against our tired
err our differences
and breathe out
all these things we
cannot change.

We for
{where, when}
we got
all this pain,
all this rearranging
of skies, too; all these con
-solation prizes we fought
so hard

for.Give us
………{strength, life, hope?}
Father. We know not what.

We do.


Prompted by Poetic Asides


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2 Responses to Human, Divine

  1. Waltermarks says:

    Inspiring verses, human first, then Divine

  2. Shawna says:

    Your brain …

    I gasp over it. In, under, on, beside. All the pre-positions are app-licable.

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