an elegy for Saul
After the death of the prophet Samuel
(abandoned by God)
no visions in prophesy or dream
the kingdom snatched from his hand
with the Philistines about to attack
Saul went to the witch of Endor anyway
surely you are Saul who has come to kill me said the witch who recognized him even in disguise (it is hard to fool a witch)
Saul swore to his God (who had abandoned him) he would not kill the witch
She conjured the spirit of prophesy
raised Samuel out of the grave
sent the king into battle knowing of his death
and that of his son
all that remained to him
Cease breath and flesh
No miracles today
People pass all day
Day 13 prompt from Toads and a news flash of strike on Syria ten minutes ago
where will you be then
when all the anarchy trucks
deliver their goods?
NaPoWriMo prompt on future after seeing a semi truck on the interstate 15 with the anarchy mask on the side.
There was a time I walked away from a disagreeable circumstance. I walked into a cold night, dressed for winter with boots on, leather jacket, long hair covered with a hat.
Not sure of the way home, I only knew that north would take me to the main road and then west would take me home. I walked miles under an unnamed moon.
I remember the crisp air, blue of the snow, ice crunching under my boots and how the light fell against the snowbound trees. I felt lost while finding my way home.
Blue freeze of winter
Beauty penetrates the night
Leads a path to home
fear of new heights
go to the Grand Canyon
don’t look down
everyone seeks perfect selfie
only the camera is pointed down
as I look up
my back to the canyon floor
captured in the view finder
on the see-thru walkway
don’t look down
dVerse prompt on fear