When I was a toddler, I remember asking my mum, “Why is God a man” … and now 65 years later, I am left with the same question !! …
Today’s poem is a mixture of 4 different stanzas, that somehow they seemed to flow together, and I would like to thank, V.J Knutson, Colleen, and Susi, for inspiring these snippets that I wrote on their posts. (3 women blogger friends !!) … and please readers do not try to read too much into my poem, the piece is a mixture of different thoughts, on different days … but maybe my thoughts were all leading to the same stairway !!
“Her” Stairs
Push forward across the sand
Towards that promised land
Be guided by Her red right hand … V.J.
Some sad moments, you will delve deep
Other times you will feel the breeze’s cool sweep
Of mother nature sending you her heart beat … Colleen
Then indeed you are there
Between somewhere
And Her eternal stairs … Colleen
Where baby eyes open and cry
Life’s eyes cry and say goodbye
And old eyes run dry and die … Susi
Ivor Steven (c) May 2021

love these!
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Fleeces of cohesive pieces …
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I enjoyed your responses. They are sometimes as good as our labored over poems. As to your question, If God is Spirit “he” is neither masculine or feminine!! We personalize “him” to “bring him down to our level” rather than rising to “his”! (My opinion)
Dwight
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I do like to say ‘Her’ somehow the concept means more to me personally 🌏
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Beautiful poem! They work together so well.
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Yes Sadje, I surprised myself too ..
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👍👍👍
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Why not ‘her’ indeed? Him or her are both to human, but if we identify more with a motherly spirit, why not use this pronoun! Great poem too 😊
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Yes an interesting concept and I’ve always prefered ‘Her’ … and my poems ok too.. I like creating these mix & match anecdotes…
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I love how this was done. I read this yesterday and could have sworn blind I’d already commented! Obviously not!
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I published it at 5.30am this morning ….which would have been 8.30pm Sunday for you …I think ??
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I may have read your email copy. I sometimes do that with the intention of visiting the site later to leave a comment. If I was on the reader I would have left a comment there and then🙂
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Thank you for reading Sue … and yes I do get a buzz out creating these seemingly cohesive poems from my little anecdote snippets… 😊😎
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How wonderful, Ivor! So creative! These joined up to birth a brilliant poem! 🙂
Oh, and I always enjoy hearing Mr. Cave! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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Thank you Carolyn, I enjoy the process of creating a poem out of my little ancedotes … I get buzz out the captured results … 😊😎😍
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Nicely done, Ivor
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Thank you Derrick … there are a fun creative challenge for me …
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As always, Ivor, you have a wonderful way with words in your poetry. This is no exception.
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Thank you Mary for your kind words .. I’ll be back in the morning .. it’s 12.10am here in Geelong ..😴😀💤
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This poem is even more delightful than a fruit salad! A lovely collage, Ivor! I especially like the phrase “Her eternal stair.”<3
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Oh I love that. .. my poem being a fruit salad .. you’ve made my day Cheryl a sweet one 😄😌
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Wow, just wow Ivor😊😊😊
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Thank you Mich… these mix and match poems are a fun challenge for me .. and sometimes they turn out ok … 😀😊😘
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