2016-09-15

Narelle the gel

Narelle the gel -
at fifty four
learning to tell
what she adores.

Hard times as well
as good she's seen.
Helping from "hell",
folk who have been

there in this life
(Godlessness stinks)
it's fruits are rife.
Heaven's eye winks

out through her face
to beckon folk
'way from disgrace
(sheila or bloke).

God, help her now
sing in your love
bring self somehow
cooing as dove

thanking for past
goodnesses come
(when they don't last
in this old glum

world), & with few
Expectations.
Know why you do
go to nations.

Live expectant
under your God,
dis-infectant
of fear. His bod.

Amen, amen.

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