The Fear or the Dawn

Snotty-nosed punks
swearing God’s grace is flat,
that if you sail too far
you’ll fall off its edge.
Their power is in numbers.
But beautiful is hard to find
in their ninety and nine.
So although we’d like to live
in a both-and world,
even children know the truest
stories always carry a choice –
like fences or horizons, like
the fear or the dawn.
 
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6 Comments

  1. lorisprayercloset on May 28, 2014 at 1:58 pm

    You have a picture of my favorite of all faces…..I’ve been to the top of that mountain, and that was a choice too….love your words. Lori

  2. Robert Benson on May 28, 2014 at 4:37 pm

    Damn.

    NAMASTE —

    R. Benson

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  3. Robert Benson on May 28, 2014 at 4:39 pm

    Sorry, that was not enough. I have taken to describing John Blase as ‘my favorite new poet, maybe one of two poets working today that I happen to both know and to love. I cannot think of others.’

    NAMASTE —

    R. Benson

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    • thebeautifuldue on May 28, 2014 at 8:15 pm

      Robert, this is one of those days when I really needed to hear words like that…thank you, my friend, for saying a bit more.

  4. pastordt on May 29, 2014 at 3:47 pm

    As always, John, your words carry truth, power, beauty. Thank you.

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