Evening Poem, April 21, 2019

That preacher will

Not tell you to write

That poem some of

Them will but not that

One.  He does not

Understand that everything

He is talking about is

New creation breaking in and that

Those who believe and

Are following will be

The very ones who are

Haunted by color and

Melody and rhythm and rhyme

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