chapbook of sonnet series, 2021

chapbook, little book

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concentration on theology and our divinity. February, 2021

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Thank you to all my readers. I appreciate your support and I wish everyone the best this year. As hard it is for some, or many, I have put this together to let some light come in. I wish people calm, when there is seemingly nothing; peace when there is anger; good health when there is a pandemic. Most importantly, Love when there is loss or hate. Let’s change this tide and come together, with respect and kind thoughts.

Youth Poet Laureate, Amanda Gorman, at the Inauguration of Joseph Biden

I LOVE THIS WOMAN!

I wanted to call attention to the question being asked at the beginning of this pack filled brilliant poem:: “Where can I find the light in this never ending shade…” and the poem moves on rhythmically until we get to the penultimate:
The new dawn blooms as we free it
There is always light if we only are brave enough to see it
and If we are only brave enough to be it.

Today’s mainstream poetry barely touches upon the integrity, vibrancy, hopefulness, insightfulness —a deep resounding call to rise for goodness, and intensity as this poem. I am so happy to see a poem like this at this time in history.

Just to note: I will mention that someone came into this post and made edits. It was sly because they were not show stoppers, but for me they were. I have a lot to learn about technology and I moving my energy into accountability, instead of creativity.

In Honor of Martin Luther King Jr.

I went out collecting
flowers from all places
like an urban mountain
and the longest highway.
A ten mile lotus pond
a gospel singing church
an old meeting hall
and the Pacific Ocean.

So we took some land
dug it for marble hedges
yet the most glorious
bloom and buds came when
the colors came together. 
With no fences or divides.

Sonnet: Reflection on New Year’s Day, 2021

What can compare
to this love? What
could stand a chance
against the glory and grace
of God, and my King?
That small crescent
of the sun on the sea’s horizon
at the break of dawn —
//
Bringing an entire day
of light to the land — the ocean
pulling the incoming day.
This is where my love is
and my tide rises with him,
as the sun and I become morning.

Divinity Dance

When we are one, it
is at the top of a peak —
it is quiet, silence and light
the air and temperature
is of no real importance —
a veil flows like a flag.
However there is no
bottom beneath us.

How I got there, unknown.
But at a moment, he
appears and we interlock.
He holds me and assures
I am whole and healed
for I am there, within him.



Notes,: this poem is free-verse, yet in the container of a Sonnet. It follows no rules like scansion, because this is a metaphysical conceit bound solely to beauty, built with the castle like form of a sonnet.