God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

“Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you. My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.” -Psalm 73:25-26- “I say to myself, ‘The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for Him.’” - Lamentations 3:24 -

Tuesday, July 15, 2003

…about poetry…

ode (noun) - A lyric poem of some length, usually of a serious or meditative nature and having an elevated style and formal stanzaic structure.

ode to being unclean

they bite! bite! and bite!
my face, neck and stomach
i try with very hard
not to scratch

in the middle of the night
awakened.
by the itchiness of a bite.

they attack! attack! and attack !
my arms, hands and butt
despite all the ointments
i scratch

in the middle of the night
unable.
to stop itching.

they prey! prey! and prey!
my legs, fingers and feet
no amount of anything
stops the itch.

in the middle of the night
dreaming.
of a biteless state.

they devour! devour! and devour!
my face and even my palm
i'm going to be nice and hideous
for this Saturday.

in the middle of the night
nightmares.
they scream, "Unclean! Unclean!"

complete resignation
to the reality of scars, smelly ointments and staying home for the next 4 days.
Oh! the price of being unclean.


i'm just kidding with y'all :)
nothing but reading and eating at home…but soon I'll be up and out…as soon as these bites die down…(I found 9 more this morning!!!!)
...at least I'm alive!

Pearls of Wisdom:

Tis better to be unclean and alive, than unclean and dead.

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