Some Lenten Leftovers
Was going through my notebook and found a few little things I wrote during Lent, around the same time as Behold and The Road. And wouldn’t you know, I actually like them better a few months later? So here they are, basically as I scribbled them down.
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Abram
Terror and great darkness
Are all I face in the night
The absence of a promise,
Broken hopes and doubt
Suffocate.
Could it be you’re in the darkness too?
The stars prick through,
Hopeful pinholes
I would never know
If you didn’t hold back
Your light
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Son of Laughter
One laugh, for disbelief
Another, for the joy
One tear, for sacrifice
Then more, for the relief
What I withhold will be lost
What I give will return
The ram in the thicket my grace
When all my hopes are set to burn.
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Leah
I am the consolation prize
The second first
Like you.
Will you love me less,
Your second choice,
Swindled into your arms
Till death?
