How It Makes Me Quiver

I sweat when I quote poetry about my Christ
Shiny beads pop out on my fingertips
and I feel a flush rising from my shoulders,
flowing out my face in exhalation.
I freeze when I contemplate His Majesty
Gel into slow motion
It labors me to move
bends me,  the weightiness of His worth
moves me closer to the pavement.
It grips my gut like [...]

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Earth Day

On Earth Day
Children planted grass in the worn out path up a hill
Where Roman soldiers carried out a sentence.
Green was the bile which spewed from the spleen
Of religious men, green with envy.
Green the hind feathers of the cock that crowed
Green wood burned in a hasty fire 
Greed was green in his Betrayer’s eye
Fresh green in his crown [...]

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