April is all about poetry – Vol. 1, no. 10

This will be the no. 10 in this volume as the month of poetry  progresses.  Sometimes April is still too cold to really fetch out last  year’s thongs, shorts and tees.  But on warmer weekends, it is rather all too pleasant to sit out on the porch, eating last year’s home-made applesauce,  while watching the birds cavorting and playing in the wind, while books of poetry  lay half open waiting for your attention.  The following poem was  previously published by Kendall/Hunt Publishing in 1987 in their “Voices of  Native America. (Native American ideas, ideals, values and guides for  living).

‘The Balance’

I reach out – Feel – attempt to meet

That great essence of creation

That drips from the trees in early morning  dewdrops

Forming a pool of indigo blue depths

That mirror my soul.

I stand amongst the precariously hung cliffs of  snow

That hang in the balance of each yawning  precipice.

A too sudden or too careless motion

Will send the snow falling to the steep canyon  below

It will destroy all within its path

Crushing and extinguishing life in all its  forms

Very much the same, I muse, as we have done,

with the rape and pillage of our mother,

Our earthen mother we call home.

I see it all too clearly now

Only as we worship the Creator of all life

will we respect what He has made.


By Janice J. Robinson

Copyright 1996

If you are a Christian poet in the Chicago area, at least for the  month of April, this writer would like to make available to other poets a place  to exhibit some of your poems. Please only submit your own original poems, since  you can give permission to publish your work. You can contact this writer at  Your poems must glorify the Lord God, or His Son, the Lord Jesus Christ or the  Word of God. God Bless you in your  endeavors.

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