Hope in the Desert

I was slipping on a mossy hillside

green against my skin

ready to slide

I am lying in a forest of ferns

green against my skin

beautiful bed

I saw a rainbow in the East

green against my skin

hope in the desert

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NaPoWriMo Day #1 prompt— a self-portrait poem in metaphor— how nature and God provide

Hope in the Desert

King Saul and the Witch

an elegy for Saul

After the death of the prophet Samuel

Saul

(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

was death

King Saul and the Witch

Beast of a Word

inscribed on medieval manuscript

beast of a word

found gold-foiled on the margin

it had head and tail

wrapped as if consuming itself

its body plump with the word

eyes peered out in protective stance

reptilien eyes yet not reptile

what looked like a dragon of lore

a dragon it was not

tail was pronged three sharp points

used to whip out at foe

at which a venom would flow

the sting most painful

feet and hands were clawed

clinging to the word

that word was hate

 

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NaPoWriMo prompt – ekphrasis of a marginalia

 

 

 

Beast of a Word