Thursday, June 24, 2021 Shedding our Skin

A ghost appeared in my garden
Astir in the raspberry patch
Gossamer light, it moved out of sight-
Fragile yet firm, a spectral worm-
Astir in the raspberry patch.

Oh, the courage it took to grasp it
Right there in the raspberry patch
By the tail I took it, I held it and shook it
A marvelous skin, slippery as sin
Right there in the raspberry patch

When the Lord comes to take us yonder
Beyond this old raspberry patch
We’ll shrug off our sin like a slippery skin
We’ll leave it behind like an old orange rind-
It’s a whole new raspberry patch!

And there you have it – Thursday Thoughts. I’m tempted to commit to writing a poem for every Thursday post, but then what would I call it to keep the alliteration? Maybe I should go for a rhyme, like Thursday Verseday. I’m not sure why these things matter to me. Poetical thoughts are still thoughts, right?

I’ll probably delete this in the morning after tallying up the votes for Thursday Thoughts versus Thursday Verseday. You can make a difference!