Tag: love

CHRIST / brother

Poetry & Prose December 26, 2019

CHRIST / Christmas Songs

b r o t h e r


in your new shoes
you
practice singing songs
at the piano bench
she was with you
too
in her new shoes
and she sang along


Father, my dear
hear
blessings in a song
as they call your name
beckoning you near
here
keep them in your arms


and as i write a poem
i hear you sing
i hear you laugh
so i write it down
in my new shoes
in my own time
and if you hear me now


sing her a song
give Him your prayer
rest in His arms

blessings ………. no. 1
rest in my arms ………. no, 2
brother ………. no. 3

writing ‘blood of love’

blogging, poetry November 13, 2019

often i’ll write about my relationship with God in a way that might be uncomfortable for some. notably, all of my writing about God is in the form of a conversation. i think God values absolute honesty in communication, even if it is at times heretical. i feel when i am able to speak with God like this i am able to strengthen my relationship with him in a way that is honoring to Him. because i do love Him.

this is written as a set of four mirroring a backwards walk through the stages of grief. traditionally there are five stages to grief, the last stage being acceptance. this poem omits acceptance as i feel acceptance is unwritable. acceptance, to me, is a continuous process and since it involves so much change and continuous contemplation, the feeling itself can’t be isolated into a poem.

i wrote beginning with the last stages of grief so as to show the exchange of losing confidence in myself and losing my confidence in God. so here are the four poems and an extrapolation of my times wrestling with grief.

Flōra / Hark!, –
depression

i wrestle with identity and the burdensome weight of being called God’s child amidst my own short comings


-, Bona Dea / Rejoice! Rejoice!
bargaining

although it feels like a fruitless exercise, i call out to God in a way that feels in-line with the Christianity i grew up with


Ichor to Ferry Love, –
anger

the distance in communication with Christ offers little comfort amidst grief and the frequent reminder of ‘a plan’ feels dilapidated and tasteless


-, Tjú
denial

i know who i am and i know who God is but i feel we are asymptotes due to my own stubborn nature

read blood of love here

importance over penance under forgiveness over ignorance under importance

Poetry & Prose October 28, 2019

faith without reason is a miserable choice
and the breath of a deity is a need to rejoice


but why are you so sullen now?
there’s a God who forgives
our need to feel confident
is what vanity is

Christians,
Christians,
what blessing hath he left us though?
the dealings of our lives are aptly called an ebb and flow

archaic things that give us faith
just look at love it gives us grace

but, god, oh god, you love defending sacrilege
while culture becomes foreign becomes sinful makes you lack courage

god, you’re so defensive you’re so tender
where honor dies you cast yourself

but you are not a martyr
you’re no savior
just let Him be Himself

pride, immortal poison,
and we drink it
to refrain from doubt
or has He told us death is dead and therefor we should live without

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