807 A QUESTION OF INTENT 12-8-18

Intent

“doth make
stars to shine”
so
a lusty young lad is led
to seduce his lady
in a canopied bed
and,
since a poet,
to dream sugary sonnets
in the sex-sweat-soaked,
muse-whispered-afterglow,

or,

stars to collide,
their solar systems cremating,
burning off their peopled planets
till not a memory
echoes in the ash.

Intent:
thought birthed in Mind,

or,

not.

So

the Milky Way
spins into the expanding reaches
and at the end of a billion billion years,

or,

so,

mixes with another drifting galaxy,
“letting there be light”
in a dark cul-de-sac of eternity

and Intent said,
“It’s Good!”,

or,

not…

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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