Harlan Simantel Poems

Swimming is feeling grace in water,
smoothly slipping thru light blue fluid,
propelled by kicking feet
and winged arms.
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A new day,
Morning fresh,
A blank sheet of paper
To draw my life on.
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What thoughts lie within
That hanging, pensive head?
Is she recalling a love from long ago?
Or what a friend who died - said?
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Don't join another church,
He said,
A thought from Jesus
Entered my head.
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I know it's there,
A life beyond here,
Life as spirit,
Life without fear.
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Do what you're good at,
Like prey to cat.
However you earn your bread -
If a daily grind is your daily dread -
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Some know God thru ritual,
Some thru 'the Word, '
Some thru what they've heard.
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