Category Archives: Week 1

“Petition” Response

Following the poem, you will find the response

Petition (by Rebecca Chasteen)

I’m still
wondering why this is still so hard; managing, breathing
why there are still days I can’t get past survival

I’m still
wanting more than that

I’m still
missing something, it seems
to hold me together

still
cracked
glass
pilgrim

I’m still
petitioning for a stillness of peace to piece me back together,

for assurance, still assurance
glazing me, and filling in the cracks
to glorify every little fragment

to tint me, stain my purpose, arrange my story
and sit me, completed, in the light

so I am a masterpiece
and not a constant mess

I’m still,
waiting
I’m still
wrestling
I’m still

here

This is a series of photos titled “Promise”. The photos are Catherine Phillips’s. I felt Catie had a story, and photos to go with it, that connect with the idea of “Petition”, so with her consent, have responded with them here.

“Promise”

The Before

The Before submitted By Catherine Phillips, photo by Courtney Bell

Rains Reflection by Catherine Phillips

Rain's Reflection by Catherine Phillips

Nineteen Weeks by Catherine Phillips

Nineteen Weeks by Catherine Phillips

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“Pilgrim Heart” Response

You will find the response following the poem

Pilgrim Heart (by Rebecca Chasteen)

I’ve got a pilgrim heart-
it gravitates
to caverns
and mountains.

move,
Spirit-
move.

I seek You
in every place
I ever go,
In every face.

Faith and love and light and rest
coincide with
darkness and
dirty hands.

Deliver,
design,
guide,

my heart’s travels.

Keep me close-
and in the perils,
substantiate
Every Thing.

I dive in
to lakes
and graves,
seeking every permutation
of beauty-
every version
of love and faith.

You are Every Where-
I am set on
finding You there.

Pilgirm dog by Jonathan PIkePilgrim Dog by Jonathan Pike

Pilgrim feet by Jonathan PIkePilgrim Feet by Jonathan Pike

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“Bluest Rains” Response

You can find the response following the poem

Bluest Rains (by Rebecca Chasteen)

I’ve waded too far in dark waters-
pinprick of light
flickers,
I stop fighting the undertow
and just float

why was I fighting so hard?
churning my legs
going no where
drinking salt
losing air

when I could have
just let go-
bluest rains
smooth over me,
best sunrise
I’ve even seen.

Cascade by Julie WalzCascade by Julie Walz

Calm Reflections by Julie WalzCalm Reflections by Julie Walz

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“The Axis” Response

Following the poem, you will find the response

The Axis (by Rebecca Chasteen)

The sadness

just

carries-

same as always.

The same ache,

and there’s no one

waiting.

We are worlds apart,

galaxies between.

And somehow

that doesn’t dull the drive,

the curiosity,

the hunger,

the need.

It doesn’t slow the sadness

at my axis-

that which I spin upon-

can’t separate myself from.

Who would I be

without this?

Would I stop moving?

Would I combust?

Would we…

Of course I can’t ask that

we still have lightyears to cross.

We have so much darkness to navigate,

so many rocks and ice and  flames.

I can’t do anything with this

but repeat it.

All these arrangements of letters and words,

to say the same thing.

Of all the things that change

this isn’t one.

This is

strange gravity,

pulling, spinning, ignoring me.

You are

so far,

so much.

I can’t touch anything

without the greatest efforts and manipulations-

just for seconds of hope I squeeze from your stars.

I miss everything we never are.

the Witness by Justin R Christenbery

the Witness by Justin R Christenbery

You can find more amazing work by Justin at http://onelifeoneart.deviantart.com/

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Prompt 8. Week 1. Project 4.

Bluest Rains (by Rebecca Chasteen)

I’ve waded too far in dark waters-
pinprick Continue reading

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Prompt 7. Week 1. Project 4.

How the light at the end of the day (by Rebecca Chasteen)

missing you

is wanting you to know the way I arranged my bookshelves,
how Continue reading

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Prompt 6. Week 1. Project 3.

“Rock and roll, hey
Don’t you know, baby, we’re all alone now?
Give me something to sing about” – Paramore

Cool Sweet (by Rebecca Chasteen)

You should
lick that champagne Continue reading

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