The Fig Tree

In Sunday School I learned about the big red apple of original sin in the garden. How Adam and Eve ate thereof. Caste out. Ashamed. Hid from God. What I didn’t learn— it was really a fig. They ate a few. Clothed themselves in fig leaf. Hid from God. Caste out. Separated from God. How Jesus went to the fig tree for food and finding none, he said, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again!” Explanation mark. A curse that lifted a curse. And the tree withered and died.

Jesus new Adam

the sin of man forgiven

reunite with God

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NaPoWriMo Day 29 prompt on curses.

Boxed In

[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ I FEEL SO BOXED IN]]]]]]]]]]] CONFINEMENT AND ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[SPACELESS WONDER ]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ NO MOVEMENT FOR ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[ MY [[[[OWN ENJOYMENT]]]]]]][[[[[]PLANNING MY ESCAPE ]]]]]]]]]]]

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NaPoWriMo Day 28 prompt to write a concrete poem.

This is how the end comes

This is how the end comes.

It is wrapped in silver like a gift.

The gift is most welcome,

eager to see what is inside.

Inside was not what I wanted.

It was full of memory.

Each memory had a story.

They played inside my head.

The head was filled with irrelevance,

as I sought for the divine.

What could be more sought after

than a life of heartfelt love?

In love with the only One—

this is how the end comes.

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NaPoWriMo Day 27 prompt to write a duplex sonnet.

Maid of Earth Day

Out of the mist

in silver glow

comes a voice

I did not know

This earth is mine

tend it well

all firs and the pine

cedars too

A breath for me

and a breath for you

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NaPoWriMo Day 25 prompt to write an aisling

Words

Today

words

were

not

enough

to

write

a

poem

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NaPoWriMo Day 23 prompt to be brief but on point

Necklace

String of beads—

borealis crystal

shows what the sky can be at sunset

chips of tiger eye strung with

imperfect regularity across continents

treasured African opal

lifted out of the Congo

becomes a centerpiece

and all the diamonds

burning like stars

lapis lazuli

the sea

held together by a string

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NaPoWriMo Day 24 writing in símile

I am being sniffed

My dog wakes

paws over me

I am being sniffed

remnants

of sleep and dreams

I am being sniffed

from what lingers

of last night’s dinner

I am being sniffed

of garden smells

still in my hair

I am being sniffed

to say

wake up

time to go outside

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NaPoWriMo Day 22 prompt to write a repetition poem

Julia’s Kiss

Julia’s kiss was soft and sweet

creamy colored

pale yet held up the sky

Judas’s kiss was forever wrought

with greed

betrayal and impending death

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dVerse prompt to write a poem based on the name of a rose.

Christ’s Entry

I can’t really say I loved him. Love does not come easy for me. He was my first kiss, a little bit of making out, kind words from his thin lips.

I went on to guard the pool, to save a life, my tanned olive skin a beacon for men. Then one day a man walked through the gate and I watched his choppy strokes across the water and married him.

We vowed to love art. To make art out of our lives. We traveled both locally and abroad but that huge painting on the Getty wall stays with me— Christ’s Entry into Brussels in 1889 by James Ensor.

When will He come?

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NaPoWriMo Day 21 prompt— a person forgotten, a job taken, a memorable piece of art, an unanswerable question

https://smarthistory.org/ensor-christs-entry/

When the Garden Speaks

Tomato said, “I will speak for the life of the sauce that finds me squashed or diced and sometimes whole.

Fig said, “I will speak for the jam that sweetens my flavor in a delightful spread on biscuit.

Onion said, “I belong in every garden, in every dish and in your tears.

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NaPoWriMo Day 20 prompt to write a poem that anthropomorphizes food.