Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson
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Don’t know about you, but I think it’s stupid
To give lethal weapons to a diapered Cupid
(and what happens when he’s gotta go?)
...
You, my beloved, bring light to my soul
Before I met you, I lived on parole
Freedom, elusive, seemed so far out of reach
...
I’m put upon to ponder the problem of poetry
& thus, I proudly or, perhaps, perfunctorily,
Ponderously pronounce with a preponderance,
Even a plethora, of p’s:
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A sense of the sacred
permeates these grounds
where El Santo Niño de Atocha walks
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New
to this Land of Enchantment state of mind?
Well, welcome home,
weary traveler, welcome home!
...
a gathering of tumbleweeds
hesitated, trembling aside the highway’s edge
until an odd,
...
Golden curtains shimmer down
to ground and grass
through high-arcing, brilliant double rainbows,
children of the rain
...
I am acclumsid
conflicted by accidie
...
I watch my little Angel cat,
A frolicking, dancing,
Gold-and-blue-eyed cotton ball
Of a little Angel cat,
...
I was arguing with an echo,
in the mountains near my home -
it made me feel less lonely,
not quite so all alone
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Young, broke and stupid,
She went looking for Cupid
By answering ads she found on the ‘net
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I wonder if cameras really can steal the souls
Of young people caught up in celebrity roles
So many pictures, so many times,
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Six months ago, you followed me home,
A tiny, black, and blue-eyed gnome
It was late in September,
I so clearly remember
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He wears his depression
like a tarnished, tattered,
scratched and dented halo,
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I wish more people could be as easily smitten
With simple small joys, just like my kitten
Who delights to play with dirt, dust and straw
His vivacious antics just fill me with awe –
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Feathers falling from a tree,
But in the tree no birdies be
I look way up into the air
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Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson Biography
xperienced severe mental, physical and sexual abuse. In 1998, she started therapy for intense PTSD and a dissociative disorder, which helped save her life and open the doors to her creative voices. Although she just started writing 3 years ago, she has already established a prestigious resume': Her book, 'Out of Cullen Street (A House of Madness) ', is available at Amazon.com, and her poetry has been published in anthologies and magazines around the world. For example: The Taj Mahal Review (multiple editions) , 'Symphonies', 'A Ferment of Images', 'Explorers', (all published by cyberwit.net in India) , The People's Poet (UK) (x2) , 'The Light' magazine, 'Lemming' (Canada) , Poetry in Wartime, Emerging Visions, and more. One of her poems (from her book) , 'Like a Rock', recently won first prize out of over 15,000 international entries, at www.poetrysoup.com. Another of her poems, 'Moon Majesty', was just published by, and received an Honorable Mention from, Sol Magazine. She has received the President's Certificate of Literary Excellence, International Poetry Award of Excellence, has been included in the International Who's Who in Poetry, and named an International Poet of Merit. She is on the Editorial Advisory Board of the Taj Mahal Review, a member of the New Mexico State Poetry Society, and the Academy of American Poets. This spring, she wrote all the poetry and articles for the 2006-2007 Española Valley Visitors' Guide, (New Mexico) . She is a founding member of the Martin Luther King, Jr., National Memorial Project in Washington, D.C., and the Rosa Parks Wall of Tolerance, a prominent feature of the Civil Rights Memorial Center in Montgomery, Alabama. Rev. Hudson states: 'My poetry's purpose is to contribute a new perspective, both serious and humorous, to help change/heal the mind of the world, such that we 'change our minds & keep the change'.' In addition to singing with the University of New Mexico, Valencia Campus Chorale Ensemble and the Albuquerque Symphony Adult Choir, Rev. Hudson is a minister with Universal Ministries, certified peer counselor for the mentally ill, and a paraprofessional crisis/suicide line volunteer. She and her husband of twenty-eight years, John, live in Los Lunas, New Mexico. They have three children, four grandchildren, five cats and three dogs.)
The Best Poem Of Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson
Real Work (The Brilliant Fool)
He
was a piece
of work,
His life a
work of art
He was
a brilliant fool
masquerading as genius
Or, perhaps,
a stellar genius
just acting
the fool
He wore his success
like a stagnant, rotting albatross
around his neck,
its stench his constant
companion and
splendid cologne
His Life Portrait was
surreal,
abstract, askew
Each and every
moment of his moments
engorged with
gleeful rage and
upcoming root-canal apprehension
He
was a proverbial
mess
Who constantly,
addictively,
helplessly
sought the problem,
the flaw,
the not-quite-right –
even in Summer’s pale roses
He just
took for granted
that,
even in Heaven
there’s something
terribly off,
The angels’ harps just
a wee bit out of tune
Like I said,
this man
was a colossal mess –
Picasso gone wrong
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I would like to know how to contact this poet for permission to read one of her poems in our church. Can anyone help? Thank you.