Need for Prayer

Jesus walked down

from the mountain

& a crowd had gathered

waiting for his return—

here a man pleaded

for healing of his epileptic son

(the disciples who had stayed

could not heal him)

Jesus thought them all faithless

& called the demon out of the boy

who convulsed violently

& was finally rid of that spirit

 

 

The disciples questioned Jesus

why they had failed

& Jesus told them

that prayer was required

Need for Prayer

Transfiguration

Climbed Mt Hermon

from Caesarea Philippi

only a few went with Him

Peter James and John

Jesus went to the highest

seen by the others

glowing whiteness

vision of Moses

& Elijah

a voice

This

is

my

Son!

Listen to Him.

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photo of Mt Hermon in public domain

Transfiguration

Caesarea Philippi

Start in Caesarea Philippi

twenty mile walk from Capernum

take the Roman road

to the Greek god Pan

beautiful site

at the foot of Mt Hermon

source of the Jordan River

the Cave of Pan

enshrined

where Jesus told his disciples

that he would die

& live again

Who do you say I am?

& Peter exclaimed

Son of God!

& with this revelation

the church was built

here on the crags

of Caesarea Philippi

Caesarea Philippi

Death’s Knock

Last night there were knocks

on a door which woke me up

wondering if this

was deliberate knocking on my door

maybe from the homeless people

in the woods next door or someone else

who needed me in the middle

of the night and without pajamas

I left the bed to have a look

& then remembered I was naked

with a fear that someone

could have been looking in at me

standing there oblivious to the fact

that death’s knock had come

to the neighbor in the house

west of me as I went back to sleep

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dVerse prompt on a one sentence poem containing perhaps an embarrassing experience and incorporating the end of civilization

Death’s Knock

Fill the Day

Fill the day

with discernment

new language

& the Spirit

create a spa

for the mind

& the skin

purification

of the pores

& receptors

of the brain

take in the sun rays

& maniacal rains

stand under heavens

& weepingly smile

My God

 

 

 

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deVerse quadrille on the word fill

Fill the Day

Opposites

I was in my mother’s kitchen. It is autumn and she is about to die. Years later my father died in the springtime. They were opposites like that. Mom was a believer. Dad said, “When you’re dead, you’re dead.” Mom was always nice to people and dad would care less. Dad drank himself into a stupor and my sober mother always helped to carry him home, or to rehab.

My mother’s kitchen was her workshop and out of it came strawberry rhubarb pie, fudge brownies, fudge, meringue on pies or simply cooked on a baking sheet, peanut butter cookies she would crisscross with a fork, peanut brittle, anise candy, cinnamon rolls, French breakfast puffs and tapioca pudding. She loved sweets.

My father’s workshop was in the basement, just like his father before him. Every tool was hung up in order across the wall over a huge workbench. Those tools hung so perfectly, waiting for him to pick them up and build something, anything. 

place with no seasons

where nothing ever happens

sad to imagine

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Haibun prompt at dVerse about Spring

Opposites