“Abomination,” a Neo-Medieval-King-James-of-a Poem by Morgan Elizabeth Bradham

I was going to re-press this cool poem by Morgan Elizabeth Bradham, but the feature wasn’t available. So, with Bradham’s permission, I present it to you here, along with a link to her original post.

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Abomination

I have a gut feeling
Deep down within myself;
I cause not the abomination
Of humanity nor the
Building up of.
I would gladly call upon
Thyself the guidance
Of thy cobbled mindset —
My countenance speaketh
Itself tamed —
Unfettered —
One in unison all the
Same.

Come to me; speaketh
To me all the same,
Ever consisting parish
Of god and man —
Thy god thy persisteth
Oft the company of
Barrowedness.
Morgan Elizabeth Bradham

 

Click here to see Bradham’s original post…

https://morganbradham.com/2016/07/30/abomination/

(Photo: Graham Milne, les fête de fuilles, metal-leaf birds of prey sculpture perching on medieval barrow wheel)

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