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A man observes a worm And knows The worm has learned How not to be afoot Wise to match his time A mystic of the earth Will make his road A crooked line-- Not straight and proud Nor the bottom of his boot |
Layin-By Time Seed-time to harvest We always called layin-by While most things sprouted We'd re-sharpen ploughs Along with our tongues For spinnin tales At the Spring dance We called Big Apple-- The rare occasion we might Flirt with and even touch Some tender choice Young swung with older And vice-versa Even a few twelve-year olds Became men with Their first kiss on Girls slightly taller All but Cow Jean's baby With those stubby legs and fingers-- The retarded girl Miss Jean had That one hard winter But there was plenty merriment This season of the year For everybody when All our work turned to profit-- Seeds sproutin like magic, Prayers prayed, boots oiled and Blistered hands all salved Nothin else to do but wait At layin-by . . . |
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Things That Thaw Inland harbor frost, flower bulbs and blackberry winter-- things that thaw this time of year along with the occasional grudge and other matters you were wrong about. |
Often a featured speaker, Reverend Bratcher is a volunteer chaplain for the South Carolina Department of Corrections, Upstate Coordinator for the South Carolina Global Warming Campaign for the Christian Action Council in Columbia, South Carolina, and is past Secretary to the Executive Board for Greenville Faith Communities United which seeks social justice and interfaith understanding.
Reverend Bratcher makes his home in Greenville, SC, where he is a member of the Metropolitan Community Church and is their interfaith representative to GFCU and past chair of their outreach and singles committees. E-mail Phil at Peacefulstar@msn.com. To read more of Phil's poetry, click here: A Sampling Three Poems Want to leave a comment about Phil’s poems? Please visit our Message Board or write Ye Editor at bethjacks@hotmail.com. Back to USADEEPSOUTH - I index Back to USADEEPSOUTH - II index |