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Author Archives: Greg Wright
Dear Diary
I am not a collector of histories They do not wedge in my mind The way gills catch in a net
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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What I Want For You
You came to my door at midnight asking for snakes I’m sorry, but I have no snakes for you I am not sleeping But no, I have no snakes for you
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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Dialogue 2
Lord, who will be allowed into your presence When you come into your own upon Zion?
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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Neighbors Like These
My neighbor snuck up behind me And tried to steal my cloak I said Here, take my shirt too He did, he and his buddies
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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For Jenn
The time just seemed to be right. The pull-rope brought the ladder down And I ascended through the trap door. That was some time ago now.
Posted in About Jenn, Other, Poetry
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Posteriority
Do you know the man really likes you? Jesus likes you. He really likes you. He’s got something in mind for you. Aren’t you curious about that?
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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Dialogue
Follow, and walk not in darkness For I am the Light of the world
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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The Wordless Wonder
It’s hard to know what to write And would it matter if I did?
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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United Affront
Jesus didn’t show, did he? Is it that he thinks he has better things to do—or a rendezvous with a demon? Oh, but then he arrives this morning, adds the misery of chastisement that endures. He’ll keep it up—forever!
Posted in Poetry, The Gospel According to Peter
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Minority Report
There’s trouble down With the junior highs Buses full, curbed Teens watch as the vice Principal manhandles two boy Thugs bloodied By their barefisted Brawl off a wooded path Somewhere down Brummer’s
Posted in Other, Poetry
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