Dear God seems like the whole world’s- up and went to the hospital..
and those that are alone, with cellphones and text -still perplexed
“dismayed afraid of the cough “‘
a spiff, or a wrong whistle
You made the flea and the ocean’
the spec of moon dust and the hurricane
paired each sky with its’ own perfected rainbow
and so as we stay in the boat
it might be 40 days and 40 nights
it might be the wilderness or red sea
but God send
back the dove – or the sparrow
with green olive branches
in her beak,
I still believe
you watch over me…
A Poet's Vision 
What a great mix of biblical imagery!
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I knew you would understand thank you Lori 🙂
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The body of this poem a modest vessel. Each line a declaration of humility. Is not the voice of God amplified within its silence? Well done K.M.❤
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aw, thank you – dear Sir, you know I must say,
Wow for you to comment, this is a wonderful honor, for a writer such as your self. You are the great master (but-t-t-er) my friend….yes you are (love it and thank you all jokes I aside. I’m glad to hear from you, feels like good ole’ times. I’ve been visiting your page just in case a poem lands there – much love you and yours Demitri (means everything that you leave these words for me to find) 🙂 🙂 🙂
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Your response is beyond words. I cherish our friendship, and I thank you for the gifts you bestow. For being you, exceptionally.🙂❤
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Amen! … just really glad you did not bring up the 40 years in the wilderness.
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hahahahahah,a this made my day “40 years”…. …..
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