A Brief and Self-Indulgent Morning Offering - poem

 

Lawrence Hall

Mhall46184@aol.com 

https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/

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A Brief and Self-Indulgent Morning Offering

 

Dear Lord,

 

Thank you for this day

I ask you that I may

Pray it

Play it

And

Work it

Most to your pleasure

To the pleasure of those whom I love

To the pleasure of everyone I meet today

Rather more for me that you did yesterday

          (but we’ll say nothing more about that)

And nothing for Satan

‘Cause he’s an ass

Searching for God and a Lost Shoe

Lawrence Hall
Mhall46184@aol.com

Searching For God and a Lost Shoe

For a university student

The morning sails through your window as light
Dark blue when winter rests upon the world
All green and golden in the happy spring
But welcome every day, in every way
The silence is soon broken by the noise:
A rattling faucet, a rattling roommate,
The merry chaos not yet organized
Into the poetry of this day in God
So sing while searching for that other shoe:
The morning shares with you its hymn of joy