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@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; What They Are Saying---In The Boats---On The Lake
[for SweetLeaf]
He went right along to the work, with the rest of them: he was
the owner's son, after all, although he seemed a little too
delicate, a little too tender and clumsy, and all that long, silky
hair in the way (our local Rabbi's demands for a trim unheeded).
Always walking around barefoot, even when sandals were appropriate or
required, and rather defiant of the neighbors' expectations of
conformity: at thirteen years old, he believed that Solomon's Song
had been written by David for Jonathan, until the redactor, Solomon,
published his redacted version. Yes, you can tell when someone is "that
way,", and a subversive, tooo. We knocked him around a bit---nothing real
rough, and that is how you straighten out flimsy meadowflowers like him;
even his father, Zebedee, understood the necessity of a little roughhouse.
But then that carpenter from Nazareth (who was said, by many to have a
way with words) came among us and looked askance at our bullying. He
even called young John, among others, to follow him as one of his
disciples: right, an adolescent pretty boy among those burly toughs.
Starward
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I've been extra busy
I've been extra busy nowadays, but I had to stop by and see your latest brainstorm. What a superior nod to another superior poet! I loved the historical concept intertwined with a compassionate social conscience. Certainly the One Who delivered the soul-altering sermon on the mount would reach out a loving hand to the oppressed and show the speaker a far better way.
The voice shift was a wry and clever way to have the last word, and it showcases your versatility as well.
A whimsical lesson in acceptance. So Ad Astra!
Thank you very much, and
Thank you very much, and please forgive me for not replying more timely. This has been a rough couple of days with my health issues.
As always, you understand exactly what this poem is meant to convey, and why; and for that, I am very grateful. To receive comments from a Poet of your accomplishment, especially comments that validate the intention of the poem, is a high privilege indeed. And your comments make the poems more accessible.
Starward
Sending prayers for your
Sending prayers for your health and wellbeing. God bless you, bringer of hope and artist of words. You make a differenc.
Thank you for the prayers and
Thank you for the prayers and the complimentary words. Monday morning will bring me to another procedure, but it should not prove to be difficult.
Starward