Day: 22/04/2017

Sharing the Fruits of our Labour #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

For six years sow your fields
and harvest the crops,
During the seventh
let them lie unploughed and unused;
Do the same with your vineyards
and your olive groves;
Then the poor among your people
may get food from it,
And the wild animals
may eat what is left;
For the seventh year is to be
a year of sabbath rest,
A sabbath to the Lord.

When you reap the harvest
of your land,
Do not reap to the very edges
of the field,
Nor gather the gleanings
of your harvest.
Do not go over your vineyard
a second time,
Nor pick up the grapes
that have fallen:
Leave them for the poor
and the foreigner.
I am the Lord your God.

The Na/GloPoWriMo Day 22 prompt at NaPoWriMo.net challenge us to write a georgic. The original georgic poem was written by Virgil, and while it was ostensibly a practical and instructional guide regarding agricultural concerns, it also offers political commentary on the use of land in the wake of war. The georgic was revived by British poets in the eighteenth century, when the use of land was changing both due to the increased use of enlightenment farming techniques and due to political realignments such as the union of England, Scotland, and Wales. The georgic can be a simple set of instructions on how to grow or care for something, but it could also incorporate larger themes as to how land should be used (or not used), or for what purposes.

The lines above draw inspiration from the laws given to Israel and recorded in the bible’s Old Testament books of Exodus and Leviticus.

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Indistinguishable

To those without faith
Any prayer sounds like a wish;
Any act of God
Is indistinguishable
From illusion or magic

a second effort written in response to the prompt in Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #30 – “Wish” and “Magic”, and drawing loose inspiration from the third of Arthur C. Clarke’s ‘laws’ – 2Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.”

No Magic Answers

No magic answers
Wishes won’t make it come true
Harsh realities
But prayerful intercession
Brings us all closer to God

written in response to the prompt in Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #30 – “Wish” and “Magic”

From Harmony to Sacrilege

Original deep harmony
Fallen into discord
Sinful rebel homogeny
Disregarding God’s Word

Oppressive world hegemony
Promotes rich privilege
Merciless sociology
Man’s selfish sacrilege

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post