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| Peggy Anke |
Some of Your Muscle
I was rocked tonight by Your love.
My hand flew up to hold my heart;
My breath and my world wavered.
Completely new love: solid, fuller,
A surprising heftiness and weight,
Some of Your muscle in it, I think.
A wakeup jab, not featherlight.
Have You been lifting weights, Lord?
Are You growing, bulking out?
Let me say yes. Yes, to all You do.
Thank You for Your love’s strength.
My arms and legs of devotion
Get a demanding daily workout,
To hold You fair and walk You far.
© DK Jammin’
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| DK Jammin’ |
DK Jammin’ is 73 years old and lives in Colorado. He graduated from Yale University, raised a daughter, and worked at the Texas Legislative Council in Austin. His poetry has been published in Macrame Literary Journal, The Accendo Review, Soul Poetry, Metapsychosis Journal, Synchronized Chaos and in the Men’s Poetry Journal, “Enkidu.”
Lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteThe wakeup jab— I felt it in your words. Thank you.
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