Saturday, March 30, 2013

The hunger

 The hunger                                                                                              

After the poem, comes an emptiness,
a missed opportunity, a haunting plea --

what have you done for me lately?
Emptiness, the Source of poetry;

the ache for God
the empowerment of every word.

Consult your dictionary – sources
and derivatives, metaphors and similes,

colloquialisms and dialects –
all spellbinding and apropos.  I can’t keep writing 

forever and what would it mean?
Redemption is not contained in words.

This poem – another brief
and partial realization –

to write it down is to lose it –
unreal when put into rhyme

but, that’s the job I’ve been given
to save my soul.  And this seems like the end

of the poem, so what to do now?
The hunger’s still there.

O child of God, be grateful for that hunger.
It will one day lead you to God.
 

                       

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