Poetry, July 2011

Untitled, Yelhsa Taylor
The beauty comprised
In just one tree,
Tells me of
Creation's story.


This Time, Yelhsa Taylor, July 2011
Apocolypse is on these lips,
The end is on my mind.
Yet what will I do
        In this life?
How shall I spend this time?

Israel, the Humble, July 2011
Esau lost his blessing
With a humble stew.
Jacob loved a shepherdess.
-Humbling too.