Chapter Seven: 300 M.E. Post-Apocalyptic Corona-virus Love: Andy & Aria Renewed

Chapter Seven: 300 M.E. Post-Apocalyptic Corona-virus Love: Andy & Aria Renewed https://allpoetry.com/story/15133306-Chapter-Six-300-M.E.-Post-Apocalyptic-Corona-virus-Love-Andy—Ar-by-Lucretia-Mccloud “At that time you were without Christ,… you had no hope and were without God in the world.” Eph. 2:12. “With the ropes of men* (Or “the ropes of kindness,” like those of a parent.) I kept drawing them, with the cords of … More Chapter Seven: 300 M.E. Post-Apocalyptic Corona-virus Love: Andy & Aria Renewed

Narcissism

Narcissism If anyone thinks he is something when he is nothing, he is deceiving himself.”—Galatians 6:3. * The self-absorbed, arrogant Angst your existence; block today’s sun; darken tomorrow’s light. Kidnapped your shine by theirs devoured; littheirbright. Extinguished; doomed to theirs, relinquished–your dream(s). Regardless of its social value. Productive before theirs came. Since selfish means you … More Narcissism

Love Is Law . . . Please, Quarantine (1st draft)

Love Is Law . . . Please, Quarantine (1st draft) Good to take more than a glance at ancient Mosaic Law. Yes, a thorough look, peruse, at what Moses saw–A God of Love. Thoughtful. Benevolent. Who fills with awe. Though, with disobedient ones, he’ll soon from humanity their life withdraw. * Take for example, leprosy. … More Love Is Law . . . Please, Quarantine (1st draft)

Smoke Screen

“For the eyes of Jehovah are on the righteous, and his ears listen to their supplication, but the face of Jehovah is against those doing bad things.” 1 Pet. 3:12. * Smoke only screens a moment before eventually one’s seen through the haze even an outline of realities real in stream… Unreeled a spew of … More Smoke Screen

Ice Black ice–Careens careers. Cripples spines. Mimics blindspots. Blindsides. Trips one up To hear one scream. * Ice is cold. Can store up sores for scores, old. Lovers may want to chisel at it… With warmth and fire wiggle at it. Melt it down… Forgiveness Kindness Could soften this… Stone. Cold. Write a poem for … More