Poverty Pretending to be the same, Pulling up sagging Pants that belie the Precious resources burned, in a Paean of consumerism that Props up an image. Paralysis of the soul. ~Terri Stewart, Dec. 2010 A Pleiades poem. Only one word is allowed in the title, followed by a single seven-line stanza. The first word in each line begins with the same letter as the title.
pregnant i saw two women meet on the street (girls, really) and not really meeting more like stalking, assessing, sizing up, hunting red and blue sisters sworn to hatred and harm because of babo and trece throwing their arms wide flashing words, predator eyes, and an arrhythmia of speech, fear and danger permeating the chains on the ground, decay clinging to the skin as the familia becomes watchful (pieces of coal) ready to be shattered by the roar of the huntress and the inevitable sirens recalling every spaghetti western ever made, they reach into their pockets (can you hear the music?) hermenegilda extracting the end of blue and the death of red with sonograms of jesús and shedding layers of reptile skin becoming maría ~Terri Stewart, December 2010 Brief Backgr
Let’s Make a Deal on stage i appear in my clown costume or suit having been chosen by ”Here I am Lord” the host. now i must choose. door one, two, or three. Please. I just don’t want the goat. ... Jesus said to his disciples: "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks, receives; and the one who seeks, finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened. Which one of you would hand his son a stone when he asked for a loaf of bread, or a snake when he asked for a fish? Matthew 7:7-10 All the wonderful songs keep echoing in my head when prompted by some of these readings. Today… “Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and God’s righteousness. And all these things shall be given unto you…Alleluia.