tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post8266063216806489871..comments2024-03-22T10:51:23.567-05:00Comments on Faith, Fiction, Friends: BeginsGlynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-80285884095604322222009-12-30T13:47:22.881-06:002009-12-30T13:47:22.881-06:00A life and a faith-- do we need anything more, tru...A life and a faith-- do we need anything more, truly?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-30792827594418241572009-12-30T00:16:28.084-06:002009-12-30T00:16:28.084-06:00Death to live.
Death into faith.
True, and a fitt...Death to live.<br />Death into faith.<br /><br />True, and a fitting reminder. I like the progression of the poem, and that repetition at the end also, like a clear bell tone.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02241614773022487007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-5738153341273680372009-12-28T12:48:15.480-06:002009-12-28T12:48:15.480-06:00I liked this...
"The
seed bursts from its hu...I liked this...<br /><br />"The<br />seed bursts from its husk,<br />becoming a faith;<br />a faith."<br /><br />Maybe the repetition at the end was part of the allure. Like a quiet assent.L.L. Barkathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13333960142447144678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-39735059204476334762009-12-28T10:03:52.347-06:002009-12-28T10:03:52.347-06:00Wow, do your words resonate with my heart this mor...Wow, do your words resonate with my heart this morning. Yesterday's sunrise was under clear skies that quickly cloued. Today's? At 8 am darkness still cloaked the sky. Living near the 45th parallel, on the western edge of the Eastern time zone, between cloudy lakes, makes for some gloomy winter mornings.<br /><br />I recently told someone that winter barrenness is a facade for waiting life. This is a timely and welcome reminder of such promise. Thank you, Glynn.Anne Lang Bundyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02998809463390846323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-25200841752674090472009-12-27T20:29:41.800-06:002009-12-27T20:29:41.800-06:00This is achingly beautiful Glynn.This is achingly beautiful Glynn.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14937532276250199445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-64292850610983978602009-12-27T19:43:28.562-06:002009-12-27T19:43:28.562-06:00this keeps calling me back ...this keeps calling me back ...S. Etolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847206680320012887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-21940440053515118772009-12-27T17:52:35.070-06:002009-12-27T17:52:35.070-06:00Truly a profound image with its roots in scripture...Truly a profound image with its roots in scriptures - the seed must die to become the living, growing plant. Still hard to grasp, but your poem brings us a little closer to an understanding of what faith is.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-91484145611314646482009-12-27T12:52:51.055-06:002009-12-27T12:52:51.055-06:00I loved this, Glynn. Your poem, as with a good art...I loved this, Glynn. Your poem, as with a good art, speaks to a place in me that might be different from another reader. But speaks nonetheless.katdishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09210738418270395622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-53458561877100007262009-12-27T12:05:30.753-06:002009-12-27T12:05:30.753-06:00i imagine
the power
of the Holy Spirit
within the ...i imagine<br />the power<br />of the Holy Spirit<br />within the seed<br />planted<br />the power<br />of the death<br />and resurrection<br />of Jesus <br />in the world<br />and within<br />those who <br />wait upon<br />His returnAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-48904419120253427712009-12-27T11:47:11.645-06:002009-12-27T11:47:11.645-06:00So beautifully written, Glynn.
The visuals and r...So beautifully written, Glynn. <br /><br />The visuals and repetition work well. I can hear "as night / whimpers, finally, into day"; know that place where "night and day become one" and see how the "seed erupts. . . / bursts from its husk". <br /><br />"Within the seed, the intended / destruction of the quiet" is a powerful line.<br /><br />Also powerful is your faith that serves you so well.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.com