A little poetry from my perspective. Working with veterans constantly reminds of how puny the idea of a god is when amputations, loss of sight and worse are not have no hope of restoration except for the gigantic talents of men and women that create prosthetics and perform life saving surgery.
Reduction in Force
Your attendance has been abysmal.
Your attitude leaves a lot to be desired. Your work habits have been at best inept.
You’re lucky that you…
Hi, I'm Phil Jarrett, the author and copyright holder of the sequence of poems posted on my blog today.
Someone got me thinking about growing up in poverty in West Virginia so I published the toys you never won growing up in Chespeake, West Virginia on the Kanawha River in the 'Fifties. and that one led to a poem after the Sego Mine Murders The Ghost of These Dark Hills. After came the one about my spiritual journey from the hard work and drudgerly…Continue
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when green the grass did grow
around the fumbles of desire
i followed my own footprints
up my mountain seeking...higher
looking with my eyes i found
myself too quickly blind
looking past my eyes…Continue
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when the glory of the lord shall shine
and blind men to his crimes
as the lies that he had promised me
would bind me to his tree
when all the angels in the dark
would brand me with the devil’s mark
i’d curse and cry with my last breath
‘i’ve still a half a bottle left!’
leave me alone, save someone else
i love my sinful, wicked self
take off from me this pit bull’s leash
save it for a pederastic priest
what good is my soul…Continue
Added by Philip Jarrett on November 7, 2012 at 6:30pm — No Comments
This is a response to one of those emails that was floating around a while back. It was a poem, supposedly written by a 6th grade student, about liberals taking god out of everything U.S.
It's a little more aggressive than my usual approach but I was a little miffed. Since then my brother stopped sending me emails. Hm.
As I sit me down…Continue
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This has just been posted on the Beyond God site.
Walt Whitman continues to impress me as a wildly reasonable (yes, an odd pairing) voice for those who are exploring the wilderness out beyond the supernatural ideologies and theologies of distraction. He is a kind of Freethinker’s Prophet (kind of). Here are a few lines from a remarkable, overlooked or underappreciated section of…Continue
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This, I aver, for aye cracketh me up most loftily.
GENERAL GORDON, THE HERO OF KHARTOUM
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
Continuous as the stars that shine
because before there was light
there was no darkness
and before there was something
there wasn't nothing
The swirling stars
dip and twist
dancing the cosmic ballet
but they are not there
because I am not there
A volcano erupts
but I have not seen it
I did not live it
Maybe you dreamed it?
The absence of distinction
I flicker into…
This was my response to a request from Patheos, an interreligious website, asking people of faith and no faith to offer 100 words or less on Who/What is God?
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