Breathing Pen

What do you know of giants?
Is it only that they are humongous and grumpy?
That they existed in ferocious epic civilizations?
Do you know they still live with us?

What do you know of family?
Is it only that they are tied by blood?
That they consist of homogeneous heterogeneity?
Do you know that strangers are born for bonds much stronger?

What do you know of man?
Is it only that they are two legged sapiosensual beasts?
That they are basic in their essence?
Do you know that man is ethereal?

What do you know of Spirits?
Is it only that they are seemly not crudely experienced?
That they set fires that can’t be quenched?
Do you know that only spirits see spirits?

And what do you know of words?
What about the pens that bleed them,
The minds that weave them, the tongues that knead them?
What do you know of giants taking steps across strongholds of mindsets
Of family bound together in this need to save the lost
Of men not perfect but creating perfection
Of spirits giving life, one word, one breath at a time?

What do you know of resilience and nurture?
Of tenacity and love?
What do you know of my family,
The Christ a poet team?

Here’s to many more years of bleeding pens and dancing tongues!

Happy Anniversary Christapoet!!!

– St. Davnique
(c) 2018

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