Flash of Silver…the leap that changed my world Question #24 Rite of Passage Eight –A Taste of Things to Come– (1951 to 1953) Age 17-19 Q: A vow: There are very few opportunities to make a vow before God in a religious ceremony. Do you think it might actually make a difference from other ‘legal’ […]
the perfect friend
eyes stay fixed and do not flitter,
side to side, or wander far away.
the tilt of head, encouraging,
and with their gentle smile,
i feel special, confident to speak
i discern that something, is unique;
inhibited i falter, words then swiftly fade;
for this rapt listener is rare.
no interruption do they make.
they are not compelled to have
when we part, a warmth surrounds —
self-worth is strong, i strive no more;
at least no more today.
Dedicated to Darlene Cunningham, a true friend to so many and to me.
Flash of Silver…the leap that changed my world Question #23 Rite of Passage Eight –A taste of things to come– 1954-1956 Age: 20-22 Q: Marriage without approval: Did you ‘move out’ without parental approval… Do you face the same situation as a parent, with your child? How did you (or might) you handle it now? […]
once there was sweet motherhood
Womanhood now demands its privilege
“It’s my body, I have my human rights.”
Does wee one have no civil liberties?
Must baby sacrifice its life, its future,
Because of sexual appetite?
“I love you mama! I am here,
Mama can’t you feel my fear?”
Hardened hearts no longer feel.
Love’s grown cold,
So sorry precious little one,
You seem to have no rights at all,
So simply sacrifice your life.
You’re just a consequence of sin,
Maybe from rape or passions fling.
Yours is a martyr’s death for another’s sin.
I hear a cry, “Crucify Him.”
Flash of Silver…the leap that changed my world Question #22 Rite of Passage Eight –A Taste of Things to Come– (1951-1953) Age 17-19 years old Q: Jesting: A jest has been described as a fishhook (and line) set in hard candy. At first it’s almost funny but after a while its humor melts and the […]
without a star to navigate the way,
or a friend who’s qualified to guide.
thus they meander, lonely, empty and bereaved.
some live a life of self-deceptive peace,
which glorifies the enemy of man.
‘tis hopelessness and intellectual pride
this tranquil poultice to a soul that yearns
unknowingly, for God’s respect and love.
life’s perfect, peaceful, masterpiece.
darkened angels, lock with mirth, heaven’s gates,
while Lucifer? he grins and rubs his hands in glee!
God’s way is crystalline,
not muddied with some phantom words.
the verity, my friends, is here;
Jesus Christ, died for the world, that all,
should have eternal life and love,
for loving, for giving,
for playing, for mending
Hands can be shocking,
be gentle, be pretty,
be perfect, be strong,
or be weak.
Hands can be willing
to toil for each other,
to offer, to tender,
Hands can tell stories
of hardship, of sorrow,
of beauty, of aging,
Flash of Silver…the leap that changed my world Question #21 Rite of Passage Seven –A Fate Worse Than Death– (1951-1953) Age 17-19 years old Q: What advice would you give your young adult children when they first leave home? Did you do that, or did you keep it to yourself? When I left home for […]