I am not sure what led me to try this. Perhaps a great lack of sleep? Insomnia ruled last night. Some of these words were buzzing in my head so I thought I would offer them. I don’t write poetry, but here goes…
MAYHAP
It is Christ the King Sunday
or so we are told
by some while
others mock and scream Papist
Yet does the calendar deserve the blame or the fame
Is Christ the King
the better question
what is a king who is the Christ
We are told of a two edged sword thrusting
from his holy mouth
Riding his white horse
Ah! The horses the horses come
other ones displaying proudly their colors
Some shriek death and pain and war
Is this the king we deserve
And is that what matters with this king
The King of Love my Shepard is
Or perhaps. Mayhap.
The Shepard of Love my King is
In this I hope
And cling
And scream
And wish the horses away
Yes indeed, the Shepherd of love my king is!
And sleepless nights can produce inspiration.
Thank you David and have a blessed Thanksgiving. Stay well and healthy
I am sorry you lost sleep but we are the beneficiaries of your beautiful poem! Night, night!?
Love it! Thanks for sharing!
Please, when you feel that God has something for you to say, don’t be afraid that perhaps it is not God. If it is it will help so many. If it isn’t it is ok too from you.
Those words you feel are from God are such a blessing.
Pretty cool babe’. You should “not” sleep more often. Lol
Great poem special during these crazy times.I truly understand why you could not sleep.All we know is that our God is in control.Thank you as always for your words
BEAUTIFUL!! You are a poet, David!!
Blessings! Happy Thanksgiving!