Monday, November 27, 2017

Gravity of Gravity

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) Of (blank),” replace the blanks with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.   

We fly, take nose-dives and survive
and learn to laugh after the fact
and oftentimes it slips our minds
the gravity of the impact
of yes or no or maybe so
and none of us should be so bold
as to ignore what we're here for
...far more than simply growing old

We leap and land on derrieres  
then get back up, brush off the dirt
We demand more than we deserve
We have, we hold, we hug, we hurt
and often wonder at the wonder
that steals our very breath
with a mystical, holy hunger
For we are born for more than death 

We wake and take the day at hand
in hand and oftentimes forget
The gravity of gravity
Its scientific pirouette
Harbors vast scores of ashes thrust
Into cold cups of sea and sod
Where flesh succumbs to dust-to-dust
But soul always returns to God 

Janet Martin 

 Psalm 39:5
"Behold, You have made my days as handbreadths,
 And my lifetime as nothing in Your sight; 
Surely every man at his best is a mere breath. 

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