Saturday, December 16, 2017

Word Made Flesh (John 1:14)

Dyed in the wool, thick as thieves,
who among them
do you think
could destroy you?
With that family characteristic,
that awful Roman nose,
who among them
do you think
would employ you?
Texts for every occasion!
Verses not going a-wasting.
My God, I have to
leave in an hour.
Been collecting gear
and song sheets
since 5:15.
Clock ticking toward my departure time.
I’ll be walking among 'em soon.
God himself walked
in the neighborhood,
in the cool of the day
God had no money,
but he got a nice
restaurant meal anyway.


Poems for Advent 2017