When you are wet he
Sends more water.
When you are hot,
He unshields the sun.
When you are sad he sends
Bolts of lightning...
When you need a spark
There are sure to be none.
Who am I?
When you are cold
The snow keeps falling,
When you are blown away
The bombs rain down.
When you are sleeping
He sends a fire truck
Screaming through
Your part of town.
Who am I?
When you are scared of frogs
He sends a plague of 'em
Jumping in your sheets.
The stuff you quench your thirst with
Knocks you right off your feet.
And when your belly grumbles
It's hungry only poison
Is to be found, and
When you really need to fly
Your feet are stuck
Onto the ground!
Who am I!
When sacred fires turn troubled
And little Priestesses frown
And the universe threatens her
Secrets are to be spread about the town.
When spells are made, not broken,
And ancient footsteps tread
Upon the wings of Angels
Who speak to her in her head;
And all she loves is holy
But the holy One has no name,
And all she asks for is Redemption
But Redemption is but a game!
Who am I!
So softly bowers are broken
And gently cradles are formed
By the hands that are all open
In Civilization's dusty halls.
The Angel that fell first from Heaven
Preens his golden mane
Yet falling is a weapon
That can be used to fight his
Original Shame!
Who am I!
Guns belong in holsters ;
They do not joke in here.
The knives are all but
Tokens
And the Blood
Is but a smear
And the souls they are all
Dreaming, but
They are sickened -
They are lame.
And the doors they
Left are open
And the Man
He has no name.
Who am I!
Well, I am hanging in there. The past several weeks have been hard. My mother-in-law died last month… I have pulled into my turtle shell so that I could focus on my children and my honey because this has been a very hard time for them. How are you doing?
You are something else, Ms. Richards.
The feeling is entirely mutual. I am glad you liked the little riddle.
Beautifully done.
Hello! Did you like it? Laundry day today. Just finished! x
Well now that was a fun form to listen to…once again your creativity shines.
I have to admit I am having fun writing the poetry. I am glad you enjoyed it. Hope your day went well and gave you some happy reasons to write.
The imagery in this creates so much emotion to be wrung from every word… love it! 💜
I am glad you like it! How are you?
Well, I am hanging in there. The past several weeks have been hard. My mother-in-law died last month… I have pulled into my turtle shell so that I could focus on my children and my honey because this has been a very hard time for them. How are you doing?
Billy passed away. Struggling. Sending all my love to you. So glad you are battening down the hatches and concentrating on your loved ones.
I am so sorry to hear that you have been going through hard things too…hang in there! Sending a virtual hug your way….
You too.
Really sorry to hear you have been having a tough time too. Sending hugs.
Thank you 🌷