Sunday, December 1, 2013

God's fish net

Trying to catch
The goldfish with a net
And they weren't having any
Of it

They have evaded 
Raccoons for too long
To be easy prey 
For me

Even though they were being taken
To a better place
A newer, better pond 
I've made

They were running scared
Swimming hard 
To evade 
Their fate

I couldn't tell them
About the better place
They could not hear
With their goldfish
Ears

And I reflected
Pausing-
Net in hand-

Maybe that's like 
We are
Humans here 
Upon the earth
When we have to move on
When we are called to go
To that better place
And all we can do is run
-swim as fast as we can
To avoid god's net
Calling us home
Catching us
Holding us
Lifting us
To join our goldfish friends
Who have already
Gone

Dear iPhone

Dear iPhone ;  (written on the iphone)
Tomorrow u will be with me in court
But u will be silenced
No ringing to disturb the judge's gentle ears
Will he be there?
The tire slasher, window breaker

The one who professes to be
So innocent...

And with me will be
My knight

The One with the shinning armor
And the dancing, snorting steed...

The One who has stood by me
(Even when I asked him
To leave)

The One who seems to care about me
Maybe like no one ever has

The Gods send us lessons,
Some say-
Cloaked in coats and shirts
Of many colors

So iPhone,
You'll be with me
Helping to record
The way this most difficult
Of lessons
Will unfold
With many forms and filings
And so many copies
Of same