Wounded in life, I seek to staunch the wounds of others . . . . --xoj

"Jack Spratt’s two centavo Guide to Redemption”
©2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved

God's tapestry, all creation, my greatest value an attempt to live/love for: in gratitude, mercy, forgiveness, regardless of Age, Race, Creed, Gender, Gender Proclivities, or Generosity . . . seeking to make redemtion salvation & resurrection potential in all unique, precious, individual lives, human, plant, animal, world. . . .through words & images - Jack Spratt ... KISS

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

(3) 120501 08:08

virginity returns supine
Annie cradled between head and shoulder
exhausted from Mouse a game we play before slumber
fingers creeping beneath the sheet blanket duvet clawed she pounces
enticing times to gnaw with kisses that is if i don't flinch then bleed laughing hilariously
sleep inseminated by dreams, images, symbols, omens and portents, the runes and ruination of heart’s shred returned unscarred reprise childhood innocence screaming steam locomotive and diesel horns blat cars rattling late on farther the moon glowing upon river silent punctuated by fish breaching or the quite splash of paddle wheels then now hum of towboat pushing barges like the cars rattle upon tracks moving past the dominion of death’s fear there is no end only blossoming in speckle the seed of me in her as she swam the height width breadth depth of Ohio’s stream to the tracks in Kentucky crossed by slaves bearing children born in captivity the way back Att’a Boy Att’a Girl summer stock afloat self propelled another carnival of delight seeking finding strings following threads to pearls downward cleavage to suckle nurtured mammalians
Ripley nights
slept echo
never fled
i
am
gossamer word web suspend

120501 10:33 “Inch by inch I conquered the inner terrain I was born with. Bit by bit I reclaimed the swamp in which I'd languished. I gave birth to my infinite being, but I had to wrench myself out of me with forceps.”
 ― Fernando Pessoa
{annotated to demonstrate the interaction between self and The All: possible}

. . . it doesn’t matter what you call god if it does no harm, seek and ye shall find (be found) . . . the call answered a truth greater than ‘God’. Should, could, would, may, can i so touch the magnificence inherent in you, all, we as i then seek within The Author of Everything sans Institutional reference or boundaries.

--Ferdinand Foch
"The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire."


photo caption: carina nebula:
A mountain of dust and gas rising in the Carina Nebula. The top of a three-light-year tall pillar of cool hydrogen is being worn away by the radiation of nearby stars, while stars within the pillar unleash jets of gas that stream from the peaks.

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