Fisher and Other Poems

By Annabel Reyes

Fisher

Nourishing focus:

empty and hungry  he gives us time.. searching alone with one worm on fishing line. Alone or with one another we... forage. Desperation for atonement, We tug on our rod. Questing and questioning incessantly we sit for our lessons..it takes time to mature to see that glorious sunset; there with our fish in our pond, we ask for atonement. Sitting, a nugget of truth or punishment, we wait reverently; unaware he has already taken the rod.

A little love goes a long way. Grandma selling

A little love goes a long way. Grandma selling her cupcakes at our church. Coat on as she checks her purse. Frosting as thick as peanut butter and then she checks her bible. A little love goes a long way, as she gathers. To understand what it says in  our bible: Only to do within our abilities say for instance clean half our room. . at a time/Dusting old particles off our counters ..we see our sins rolling off.

Cleaning Reality

As we awake early in morn...our eyes adjust to the light. As we go through our very first hour of  day  we are born to cry out loud and scream. And as a remedy, we go through our rituals to cleanse a soul with a just dab of holy water. As it cleans the spirit  by necessity our whole stay on this earth too, using brushes and cloths to cleanse everywhere. The dust we clear  all from the top of our heads, we clean with the natural desire..  for cleansing within and without. For example as cleaning our personal  lamps...in order to see. Our Human wish to scrape  dirt for instance, under our nails.. we understand to help each other. 

Annabel Reyes is a Human Services graduate with a B.A. She has counseled, however enjoys poetry and art.