Sunday, June 04, 2006

Where I'm From

in this blog i found out about this poem and a link to a this template to follow to do your own... so i did!

Where I'm From

I am from old red bicycles,
CCM, Free Spirit,
and loudly ringing handlebar bells.
I am from the circular black driveway,
endlessly smooth,
pavement whizzing, under my feet.
I am from the raspberry bushes,
the comfrey patch,
and the tree swing, where i spun myself sick.

I am from home-fed dinners of M*A*S*H,
Latka Gravas, and cussing;
from sweet Uranie, aunt Angeline,
and les grande famille de Dan Coins.
I am from the "Let's-don't-ever-talk-about-that",
and the firm, "Everything's-fine";
from the out-loud "Hush, be quiet!",
and the silent, "She's such a bother".

I am from wounding hypocrisy,
spoken in the name of Christ -
from closeted confessions with peculiar men
who call the young truth-teller a liar.

***

I am from Canada, Heinz 57,
and sturdy Franco-Lithuanian stock,
from potato lefse, smelly pig's feet,
and crunchy sweet garden-fresh peas.

I am from the music my great-grandfather sold,
the convent, dreams forever shattered,
from Germanic Mennonites Pennsylvania-bound,
church planters, 1674 (or about).

I am from homecomings in 12 foot snow drifts,
cold sprinklers captured frozen in the sun,
Lourde's old dusty rosaries,
and other musty family history,
unknown.

(c)2006 CloverLyn.

i think i could do this again! i encourage anyone who likes to write (or not!) to try this out.... it brings back definate reminiscances (iffn' that's even a word!), and you can play with the musicality of the words, as there is no set rhythm. fun!
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THIS BLOG IS IN NEED OF AN OVERHAUL. there are posts from years back i would not be able to post in good conscience now. i plan to overhaul the blog, and either delete or add a disclaimer to those posts. but that is gonna take time....

The Radical Summons: "Therefore let us go to Him outside the camp and bear the reproach He endured. For here we have no lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come." Hebrews 13:13.

"The Spirit never loosens where the Word binds; the Spirit never justifies where the Word condemns; the Spirit never approves where the Word disapproves; the Spirit never blesses where the Word curses." —Thomas Brooks

‎"God receives none but those who are forsaken, restores health to none but those who are sick, gives sight to none but the blind, and life to none but the dead. He does not give saintliness to any but sinners, nor wisdom to any but fools. In short: He has mercy on none but the wretched and gives grace to none but those who are in disgrace. Therefore no arrogant saint, or just or wise man can be material for God, neither can he do the work of God, but he remains confined within his own work and makes of himself a fictitious, ostensible, false, and deceitful saint, that is, a hypocrite." --Martin Luther (W.A. 1.183ff)

i will not let You go: "Jacob's sense of his total debility and utter defeat is now the secret of his power with his friendly Vanquisher. God can overthrow all the prowess of the self-reliant, but He cannot resist the earnest entreaty of the helpless." --Albert Barnes

i will not let You go: "Jacob's determination did not flow from his strength, it flowed from his weakness." --Charles Leiter