May I Add Majesty in Voice

I was young, just 17-years-old

Long in my deliberations, thinking

Here nor there. My mind rampent

With my body, with the other, her

Dear soprano, we felt love in hiding,

Yet, my voice rose in adoration of beauty,

First tenor, I could sing to high “C.”

Lord forgive me for years of waste,

But until I was 55-years-old, Sing

John Rutter praise the Lord. May

Light of presence, now, I believe,

Oh, my Jesus me Lord Almighty,

You’ve come to me as I turn 68,

On September 11th, another day

Of infamy, but for me tears here,

In our Home, on my birthday,

My good wife working then for our

Government, the VA lock-down

Messages we might be going

To war, who were these suicide

Jet bombers, killing three thousand,

Some leaping to avoid flames? Be

Ever with them Lord– even now

Oh, Jesus!, my tears drop hot liquid

For the Cross, Muslim, Jew, Buddhist

Holy fire, as I approach my birthday,

As I remember those 3,000 souls,

People with children, with families.

Husbands, Wives, People All sacraficed,

On my birthday, I saw the rolling smoke

Clouds engulf first respond, , ground

To dust to ash, where are they stood?

Oh, Lord? Take care of their children.

The innocents, the bystanders not even

In twin towers, not given chances, may

We all yet believe something good.

Forgive me Lord for I knew you not,

Have denied you once, then declared.

I cannot leave You, I give over to those

Those sacrificed in spite, hate, and nothingness.

Published by elgwyn

I was a University and community college instructor. I am an ordinary man writing for artistic reasons, and simple taste-- blogs are an answer to high priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to print his 1000 paper books himself because in 1855 poetry did not sell. It does not sell now unless you have a Pulitzer Prize, and even then, the poet usually makes a living in other ways than poetry. In all ages there have been writers writing out of their own reasons. I am an older man with fewer computer skills than my daughter. Blogs let me reach an audience missed by books, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience. My two self-published books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude, Charles E Taylor, MFA, and a third coming out sometime next year, through The Book Patch: For Patty Brown... satisfy needs to hold books, and, yet, still read as electronic books which are easier to produce than paper books. The blog allowed me to write a compendium of my writing. I can combine composition with production. Wordpress provides word processing with production. When the writer finishes writing they press publish and then a finished piece. I’m happy to present to you a slice of my personal writing. Do enjoy what you read!

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