Submissions by Baldwin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2022 2:39pm
23rd Aug 2022 2:39pm
Absolution
Was absolution easy
when lord Jesus walked the earth?
Both yes and no
is true.
The Gospels say
he saw it was obtainable
but at a princely price.
And that was only if
you’d first forgive
the trespasses with which
your enemies
dishonored you:
for Man
who joys in gaining recompense
for all perceived injustices
that have been done
to him,
finds this
one of the hardest things
to ever do.
Matthew 6:14-15
14 For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your...
when lord Jesus walked the earth?
Both yes and no
is true.
The Gospels say
he saw it was obtainable
but at a princely price.
And that was only if
you’d first forgive
the trespasses with which
your enemies
dishonored you:
for Man
who joys in gaining recompense
for all perceived injustices
that have been done
to him,
finds this
one of the hardest things
to ever do.
Matthew 6:14-15
14 For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your...
#forgiveness
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Aug 2022 1:27pm
21st Aug 2022 1:27pm
Pan
From a slender river reed,
a trivial thing,
I have filled the air with magic
and with fire
for women and for men,
and made them hungry, wild,
to set their feet in dance upon the earth
and bend their voices ardently
to sing
and serve your sometime wife
fair robed Mnemosune.
Tell me, father Zeus, far-seeing one,
what have you ever done
with your fabled shield of storm
and with your flashing thunderbolt,
and all your war-won power,
your conquests
and your promiscuities
that rivals this?
a trivial thing,
I have filled the air with magic
and with fire
for women and for men,
and made them hungry, wild,
to set their feet in dance upon the earth
and bend their voices ardently
to sing
and serve your sometime wife
fair robed Mnemosune.
Tell me, father Zeus, far-seeing one,
what have you ever done
with your fabled shield of storm
and with your flashing thunderbolt,
and all your war-won power,
your conquests
and your promiscuities
that rivals this?
#dance
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Aug 2022 3:37pm
19th Aug 2022 3:37pm
What Links Heaven to the Earth?
It has been said
that Man’s the link between
the earth and all the realms above
Why then
does Genesis proclaim
that Man’s attempt to bridge the spacious gap
rhat God had set in his creation days
betwixt
the reaches of the settled firmament
and all the water separated land
that wingless creatures
dwell upon
resulted in the curse
upon the denizens of humankind
that cost them then
the glad ability
to understand each others speech
to find a stable home,
and fast ensured their towering ...
that Man’s the link between
the earth and all the realms above
Why then
does Genesis proclaim
that Man’s attempt to bridge the spacious gap
rhat God had set in his creation days
betwixt
the reaches of the settled firmament
and all the water separated land
that wingless creatures
dwell upon
resulted in the curse
upon the denizens of humankind
that cost them then
the glad ability
to understand each others speech
to find a stable home,
and fast ensured their towering ...
#humankind
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Aug 2022 5:39pm
13th Aug 2022 5:39pm
Pity Leaves Me Wounded
The feelings that I have
for others soaked in pain
has wounded me
and caused me shame
although I can’t say why it’s so.
If I were smart,
this pity that engenders blots
upon my name
and lacerates
my body and my soul
I would
for preservation’s sake
forgo.
for others soaked in pain
has wounded me
and caused me shame
although I can’t say why it’s so.
If I were smart,
this pity that engenders blots
upon my name
and lacerates
my body and my soul
I would
for preservation’s sake
forgo.
#suffering
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Aug 2022 11:32am
7th Aug 2022 11:32am
Wounds at Agincourt
The scars I bear
beneath my sleeves
bespeak of wounds inflicted
on my flesh
so long ago
on Crispin's Day
at Agincourt
within that battle’s fray.
And yet I’ve felt
no pain from them
in all the years since then
despite how deep
those slicings were.
For what they did,
as Harry said they would,
was Gentle me.
beneath my sleeves
bespeak of wounds inflicted
on my flesh
so long ago
on Crispin's Day
at Agincourt
within that battle’s fray.
And yet I’ve felt
no pain from them
in all the years since then
despite how deep
those slicings were.
For what they did,
as Harry said they would,
was Gentle me.
#suffering
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2022 1:50am
6th Aug 2022 1:50am
God and suffering
If God were to inquire of me
what wounds I bear,
what pain I have endured,
It wouldn’t be to see how mine compare
with those his son withstood
or to determine if I possess
some quota that some sadistic
pope or priest
decreed be the necessary price
to move into the bright “up there”.
He’d do so to assess how much
of healing that he needs to bring
unto my soul and flesh.
For god is all compassionate
and wants all of his mortal sons
to have release
from their sad suffering.
what wounds I bear,
what pain I have endured,
It wouldn’t be to see how mine compare
with those his son withstood
or to determine if I possess
some quota that some sadistic
pope or priest
decreed be the necessary price
to move into the bright “up there”.
He’d do so to assess how much
of healing that he needs to bring
unto my soul and flesh.
For god is all compassionate
and wants all of his mortal sons
to have release
from their sad suffering.
#God
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Aug 2022 3:07pm
5th Aug 2022 3:07pm
An Emulation of Ovid
What a dog you are
to think that you are clever flesh,
incarnate lust,
seduction on a stick,
and so will have your way with me as easily
as a baby’s lulled to sleep with song.
Ha! You fool! For I know something that
you think you’ve kept from me,
snake sly and secreted away.
Oh yes, I know just where
you’ve laid the traps,
the lures, the cunning snares,
you’ve set, intent to thieve
my will, my strength to choose my ways,
and make me lose and loose myself in you.
For I, behind my veil, have spied,...
to think that you are clever flesh,
incarnate lust,
seduction on a stick,
and so will have your way with me as easily
as a baby’s lulled to sleep with song.
Ha! You fool! For I know something that
you think you’ve kept from me,
snake sly and secreted away.
Oh yes, I know just where
you’ve laid the traps,
the lures, the cunning snares,
you’ve set, intent to thieve
my will, my strength to choose my ways,
and make me lose and loose myself in you.
For I, behind my veil, have spied,...
#erotic
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Aug 2022 5:52pm
4th Aug 2022 5:52pm
I Wonder If
I wonder if I’ll ever write about my piety
and how I feel the Nazarene’s sweet love
envelops me
in such a way
that makes a reader say
what’s rightly not been said
by anyone,
that is,
“Oh look at all the grace
with which his words
about his Lord are laced,
and how he makes us feel
with all, and through,
his use of stirring imagery
the depths of Christ’s devotion
to us men
and all his suffering and pain”.
The answer, if I’m honest with myself,.
is “no”
and that’s...
and how I feel the Nazarene’s sweet love
envelops me
in such a way
that makes a reader say
what’s rightly not been said
by anyone,
that is,
“Oh look at all the grace
with which his words
about his Lord are laced,
and how he makes us feel
with all, and through,
his use of stirring imagery
the depths of Christ’s devotion
to us men
and all his suffering and pain”.
The answer, if I’m honest with myself,.
is “no”
and that’s...
#WritingPoetry
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jul 2022 8:50pm
31st Jul 2022 8:50pm
Speaking to Clouds
I’d like to ask
a scudding cloud
to take a message to
his rain-filled mate
to open up
his water gates
and bring relief
to my land’s drought.
But clouds are things
that I should know
are hardly sentient,
let alone
compassionate
So I, unless I’m dumb,
should realize,
that pleading with them’s
utter foolishness
and shows
that I, to think
that clouds will understand
my woes
and answer any of my pleas
to assuage them,
have inexplicably
so...
a scudding cloud
to take a message to
his rain-filled mate
to open up
his water gates
and bring relief
to my land’s drought.
But clouds are things
that I should know
are hardly sentient,
let alone
compassionate
So I, unless I’m dumb,
should realize,
that pleading with them’s
utter foolishness
and shows
that I, to think
that clouds will understand
my woes
and answer any of my pleas
to assuage them,
have inexplicably
so...
#faith
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jul 2022 3:11pm
25th Jul 2022 3:11pm
Signs of God
Some men seek compelling signs
that prove with great finality
a good creator god exists.
And in response
old Paley and his followers have said
the fact of all the harmony within the universe
is quite enough to stave off doubts
on his/hers/its reality
But others note, in light of all the chaos
reigning up above
there’s no designing, personable hand
that’s on display
or can be found
behind the glory of the cosmos’ vast array
of planets and of stars.
For nature (which is actually ...
that prove with great finality
a good creator god exists.
And in response
old Paley and his followers have said
the fact of all the harmony within the universe
is quite enough to stave off doubts
on his/hers/its reality
But others note, in light of all the chaos
reigning up above
there’s no designing, personable hand
that’s on display
or can be found
behind the glory of the cosmos’ vast array
of planets and of stars.
For nature (which is actually ...
#God
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2022 1:08pm
22nd Jul 2022 1:08pm
Raising People from the Dead
If you proclaim
that raising people from the dead
reveals the raiser as divine,
then logically
it is the case
that you must also say
unless you are a hypocrite,
Elijah, and Elisha, too
Aesclepius and the Tyana man,
are of this kind
that is, they must be seen
as gods;
for they, just as the Nazarene
was said to do,
brought back from death
some men (and women, too)
who’d breathed their last
and traveled to the land
where no light shines.
So what you fain imply:
that having power over death...
that raising people from the dead
reveals the raiser as divine,
then logically
it is the case
that you must also say
unless you are a hypocrite,
Elijah, and Elisha, too
Aesclepius and the Tyana man,
are of this kind
that is, they must be seen
as gods;
for they, just as the Nazarene
was said to do,
brought back from death
some men (and women, too)
who’d breathed their last
and traveled to the land
where no light shines.
So what you fain imply:
that having power over death...
#God
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jul 2022 7:02pm
20th Jul 2022 7:02pm
Some naive writers think
Some naive writers think
with all their might
that for a composition
to be poetry that stirs
a reader’s soul
to fluttered flight
it has to have
within its lines
a regular insistent
scheme of rhymes
and little else.
So what they “know”
that they should do
when aiming to compose
entrancing posey on a page
and to secure
their reputation as
a wordsmith wonderful
is to make sure
no matter what
they stage the endings of
the phrases or the sentences
of their desired oeuvre ...
with all their might
that for a composition
to be poetry that stirs
a reader’s soul
to fluttered flight
it has to have
within its lines
a regular insistent
scheme of rhymes
and little else.
So what they “know”
that they should do
when aiming to compose
entrancing posey on a page
and to secure
their reputation as
a wordsmith wonderful
is to make sure
no matter what
they stage the endings of
the phrases or the sentences
of their desired oeuvre ...
#WritingPoetry
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