Posts Tagged With: Poetry

Folded into the Cosmic Blanket: Poem

Where you going? she chirps from the kitchen.

Out for a walk. Want to come? We strap on our sneaks…

The inside walls of our home have grown stale, set,

Like slightly lemon Jello with pieces of fruit stuck inside,

Mouthing horror in their paralyzed, lemony static… yet

The walls outside go for a few billion light years, and we haven’t seen them all yet.

Maybe the outside walls just curve around eternally back to the center, like a big

Little doughnut: packed with sugar, fat, jelly, quasars, nebulae – delicious

Outer-space loveliness overblanketing our broad, echo-less planet.

We’re looking up as we walk out of town, into the verdant chest of America’s farmland,

Seeing the way the mesmerizing moonlight strokes gently the navel of the valley below.

We catch, or are maybe caught by the edge of a cornfield:

The low, early ears listen with us to the diamond box, booming from above –

As some raccoon-wizard stops to wonder at the bi-ped monsters tromping through his territory.

The second book of Revelation, written first, lays open around us; we’re in it, we’re a chapter of it, we’re reading ourselves and reading you as you read us, and the cosmos burns brightly as a sun…

Melting the Jello in the fridge back home.

Credit: Eric Hines from Universe Today

Credit: Eric Hines from Universe Today

 

Thanks for reading (us),

-Justin

 

 

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Celebrating Ten Years Since I was Born Again

Yes sir, yes ma’am. Ten years ago I was a lost little puppy, trying to punish God for having created me. I did everything I knew how to hurt God and hurt people, yet always had a spark of conscience to hold me back from all-out destruction. Thank the Lord Jesus for that! When He saved me, I didn’t even know it for a while. I just began to realize after some time that I was changed, my heart was new, and that I had a deep love for His Word. Around that time, I began to flourish in my creative thinking.

For years my mind had been suppressed by my sinful “freedoms” I was exercising. As the veil of death and darkness lifted, I began to write a lot of poetry and dream journaling. Much of it was unsophisticated and charmless, but some of it is actually very meaningful to me. In celebration of ten years of true life in Christ Jesus, I will share with you a little bit of the writing I did at that time. I’ll post these memoirs at least a couple times in the near future.

In honor of the Holy Spirit of God who saved me by giving me new life in the Son of God…

Agnes Holloway

She saw angels…

I believed her when I looked into her eyes,

All the neighbors told me to skip her door:

A crisp baby blue cottage with cream trim…

She must’ve been over a century’s hill.

There upon autumn’s eve, revelation and the tide of wisdom rose.

5/3/2003 by Justin Esposito

Deep Exploration

I’ve had no difficulty finding new trap doors,

Only half finished painting the walls,

And a new depth for which I stride…

5/3/2003 by Justin Esposito

Some haikus in honor of the glorious predator:

Northern Goshawk

Claws of fury flash

Red eyes gleam intelligence

Ceasing rabbit’s life

Goshawk

Magnificent bird

Cut the air and spy the field

Rodents cringe with fear

Swoop like lightning strikes

Razor claws dig into flesh

Goshawk reigns above

Sun darkened by wings

Look up, oh critters of earth

Demise from the skies

Brown speckled feathers

Handsome hawk your wings spread wide

Your perch, sacred space

Her hunting scream heard

Her razor talons flexing

Her humor is death

Why do the winds blow?

How high can the white sky flow?

Yes, the goshawk knows

4/2003 by Justin Esposito

Thanks for reading,

-Justin

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Poem: Third Season

When yet again lady Persephone has neared the mouth of Hades

All, through which vital energies of grace have flowed

Blooms vibrant in the ceremony of crimson demise

And what appears when looking upward to be

Marvels of metamorphosing majesty

Is shown to be absent from the eye of blood-red Mars

Who sees a star of azure, and lusts for further war.

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-Justin

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Poem: A Glance at Man

East of Eden into New York

With just a few years of travel between.

With marching band flavor and chain-gang vigor,

With just a few cheers of life to be seen…

Mud huts and skyscrapers, carts full of beans,

Kings in their glory, high-tech machines…

War famine birthdays, weddings and dreams

Children play dress-up bombs fall on the streets

Valentines wishes and Genghis Khan bleeds

Monsters in the closet with venomous teeth

Democracy’s children new lands for to breed

Westward of Eden, ages we’ve seen…

Crushed by the glory of life now unclean,

Kicked off the cords of divine sovereignty.

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Life is for living, living the dream,

But the dream has some darkness

And I might need to scream.

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Thanks for reading,

-Justin

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Poem: Come Quickly, Jesus

Northern world, hemisphere,

Something changing, spring is near.

Winter’s old and bony gray,

Will be gone now any day.

Could this be the one…

primavera ultima,

The Spring of springs – when He comes?

Could this be the time…

dia de gracia

The King of kings – Triumphant One!

Coming to free the captive people,

Coming to judge the restless evil…

Could this be His time of return?

April, May, and maybe no June?

Jesus, come, come quickly Lord.

A la tierra tuya, Lord!

Your regenerating hand, upon the land

Upon Your people from Spain

to Japan…

Come quickly, Lord Jesus, please before summer.

We beg as Your bride, and as the Beloved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“…looking for the blessed hope and the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior, Christ Jesus,who gave Himself for us to redeem us from every lawless deed, and to purify for Himself a people for His own possession, zealous for good deeds.”

Titus 2:13-14 (NASB)

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