Concrete Facsimile

Photo by Penny Volkofsky, used by permission.

The concrete facts-simile,

use of metaphor,
which God who comes to live in me
lifts to second floor.

God, I want to play with you

I want to relate,

to make designs like you do,

& then to create.

Now I see what you create

has your own flavour,

you freely give, and don’t wait

for us to savour,

or to “like” your own design,

or to “like” yourself,

you still give, while we’re tryin’

to send you to “hell”.

You know we’re affected much

by what’s seen and felt,

so you don’t ravish with touch,

but play cards we’re dealt.

For you keep us in your mind,

knowing your child who

has grown up will have to find

they do what you do!

The worlds of human cultures

aren’t what can be seen,

though metaphoric vultures

can pick the bones clean.

So you call us from above

to savour your gifts,

to keep in touch, and in love;

more than concrete lifts!