Time moves too slow
when kneeled before oppressive
three by four inch plastic altars
taking communion with fellow debtors
and praying
in allocated installments of faith
for blessings of pregnant dollars
and a forecast
of January amnesty
But we all hear December's secrets
in the static whispers
curling away from desperate lips
as if aired concerns
will disappear like winter vapors.
This devolvement
back to flesh and bone liability
will negotiate no cornerstone,
compromise no clause,
and grant no mercy
even if
we make it through December.
Please tell me what you think
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May some of the expectations of January be realsied, and may the ordinary people be given the same consideration as the Financial institutions. In reality, just don't hold your breath. I like your style.
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Aw Genie, in these times of recession...debt and doubts, your words bring a smile to an otherwise dismal December. Surely January has to bring a glimmer of hope to millions who wonder whether they will have homes or jobs this year. I say, wipe off all personal debt and mortages and treat the general public, as well as the banks have been treated by the governments, who, even though they have "regulators", seems not to lay blame at their doors.
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this is beautiful. i felt that the last line concluded the poem perfectly, making unfulfilled promises of any guarantees for pardon that one may have expected who digresses from their prayer to a material world. which is everyone. i'm curious as to the symbolism of the line, "three by four inch plastic altars." ??
my favorite part:
"... and a forecast
of January amnesty
But we all hear December's secrets
in the static whispers
curling away from desperate lips ..."
ican't even explain why. it just makes such a strong statment about faith and it's outlets... and I love the way you use December and January to define desperation from amnesty. -
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Thanks so much for your comment. "Three by four inch plastic altars"- that's about the size of credit and debit cards...lol... I can only imagine how painful it would truly be to kneel before something so small
s ~Genie~
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Your word choices are just brilliant
I can find no fault with this (not that I was trying)
Your profound metaphors and deep insights made this a delight to read.
An exeptional piece
Thank you for sharing.
-Pastel
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Very good. Mind you, I could do with some pregnant dollars (or £££s in my case!)
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Me too. Pregnant dollars would be nice
Now, if I can only learn to tell which ones were pregnant before I spent them
Even better, I knew how to sex them, I might be able to save them and breed them for maximum profit
LOL... I crack myself up
S and best wishes... ~Genie~
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Breeding money....now there's an idea...
Happy New Year
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Your imagery, choice of words brings thought provoking questions about one's sincerity for change as we look to a New Year..This is my first read of your poetry, and one draws first impressions from this write.....experience, excellence, and you make us want to read more..I am glad for the read!! Bookmarking!
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