Sit Down Comedy … June 12th, 2020

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Sit Down Comedy

If the world were a rainbow, I would swim in its swirling colors.

If the world were a promise, I would keep it.

If a song, I would write my own chorus.

A hope—I would find a way to start.

If the world were a pizza topping, I would pick something double-cheesy.

If the world were a thought, I would think it out to joy.

If a dream, I would live the parts I can do.

A sport, I would toss the ball at the goal until I made my points.

If the world were a political party, it would have no name, no agenda—just a heart.

The world, as a hat, would be a cowboy.

If the world were a wish, I would find my part and tenaciously pursue.

If the world were a piece of advice, it would be, “What’s the worst thing that can happen?”

As a kiss: soft, lingering, with heads turning halfway through the caress.

If the world were a question—”why not?”

An ice cream? Rocky Road one day, Cookies ’n Cream the next.

If the world were a fruit, it would be cherries—so bring your bowl.

A vegetable? It would “cauliflower” and present a blossom.

And if this old world of ours were a statement, it would say:

“To finish requires you begin.”

PoHymn: A Rustling in the Stagnant … June 20th, 2018

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Fly Girl

by Jonathan Richard Cring

I want to apologize to you

For feeling so sorry for me

It’s just that everything is new

Not used to being free

 

Do I enjoy feeling pain

So I can nurse the sore?

Flirting with a hurtful insane

Sitting in the dark on the floor

 

Do I understand I was wrong

Remember the twist in my mind?

I finally feel like I belong

With a heart, generous and kind

 

My hands are strong

My mind is clear

It took so long

To calm my fear

 

Yet I yearn for grace once again

Embarrassed to feel so weak

At the mercy of my lingering sin

Still inheriting with the meek

 

As a girl I dreamed of flying

Across the sky, crystal blue

Lying, sighing, trying and crying

A seeker without a clue

 

Lord, give me wings like a bird

So I can finally see

The beauty of your heart and word

And all your love for me

 

Fly… fly… fly

Try… try… try

Fly girl.

Our guest reader is Angy, entrepreneur, wife, mother of two daughters, from Fort Lauderdale, Florida

 

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PoHymn: A Rustling in the Stagnant … May 4th, 2016

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PoHymn Oh God

Oh, God

Someone wants to touch me

Chilling

A kiss is near my lips

Exhilarating

A friend has chosen to remain

Invigorating

An embrace warms me

Breathtaking

Eyes gazing at me with passion

Trembling

A whisper of warmth on my cheek

Seduction

The fragrance of a lover aroused

Edenic

Slowly gliding toward connection

Spinning

A fevered sweat tingling on my brow

Heated

Hands seeking healing affection

Probing

Persistent, yearning, heart-pounding

A ragged breath

Lingering, mingling, enjoining

Treasuring

Sweeter, rhythmic, faster

Saturated

Panting, groping…release

Oh, God

Thou art mindful

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