Day Three: A poem that takes time

NaPoWriMo (2019), Poetry

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I thought I heard you once, singing to me in my sleep,

I woke from fevered daze, reminding myself for years via almost forgotten melody,

Once I thought I would cup your rose tips

But the softness was actually ashes,

I don’t have time for your lack of reactions,

You be the base, I’ll be the acid,

I want only my name whispered by your lips,

Can you occupy more than just my hips?

 

Leafy footsteps,

sunset approaches,

 

I don’t mean to sound like I’m like lacking gratitude,

Mama said “better pick a good one, watch your attitude”

Trusting the River when all its ever done is try to drown me,

I’m caught in the undertow, can you be a lifeline and surround me?

This is the part where there is clarity, fate or chance?

No, I think this is the part where we danced.

 

If we’re witnessing a great fracture,

Is it possible that we ourselves are the suture?

Coexisting parallels,

Cyclical before and afters, heavens and hells,

I thought I heard you once singing to me in my sleep,

Trying to remember that you only speak to me in melodies.

 

Listening like an astute grasshopper,

Lucky like a dragonfly visiting a Poet, Priest and Pauper

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NaPoWriMo Day 1: Dis-instruction poem- tells the reader how not to do something

NaPoWriMo (2019), Poetry

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Saucy fragrant meat stuffed and filling fluffy white seams bursting tortillas,

Topped with clouds of cream and bioluminescent extra sharp orange cheeses

I had to sub marinara for tomato paste

Which wasn’t a big deal since I added cumin anyway,

All I know is, these are the most in-authentic enchiladas

but they taste like my mother’s love,

I  humbly receive eucharist bubbling,

I let go of all that is troubling,

Even if I tried and died to do the “right” thing the “wrong” way,

Thank Grace for shimmering kaleidoscope and enduring sun’s rays.

Glitter Ash Wednesday

My Life, Uncategorized

I will definitely be participating, my reasons can best be summed up via scripture and art:

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See more of this amazing art here: http://www.thisiscolossal.com/2013/03/light-after-death-mihoko-ogakis-milky-way-figures-project-stars-from-within/

Get involvedhttp://www.queervirtue.com/glitter-ash-wednesday/

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Thank You for Reading.

Peace,

Songbird Sparkle: April Barnhart MDiv

Summer Refrain/frame

Poetry

Circling the Sun are feather clouds and rainbow rings

Scarlet cardinals carve fluid lines between

Verdant and Aquamarine

 Linen butterflies drink nectar from

Exploding lilac petals with violet tipped lime-pineapple leaves

 Death kissed baby bird fatal fallen from the nest

Persisting songs of winged-ones, form a communion of peaceful protest

Their living and singing equate to a pleading

Peacefully rest, as the universe’s consonant heart continues beating

 And

I am

Here

 Gratitude, breath & sugar spun bones,

Sola fidelis & never alone

Listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txTWI3w_QcU