on Bus 19 poem 1

faith is what you pull for
what you pull up, fish on your line

at times seaweed or tire
old shoe or coconut bark

instead of snapper or grouper


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
6:52 p.m. 18/5/07


on Bus 19 poem 2

worship loud
as if God were not near

as if, because old,
he couldn't hear
whispered prayer


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
6:59 p.m. 18/may/07


Facing the Mirror

die you must
the rule's the same for all of us
kick and fuss all you will,
the pill's the same
the games we play
will end in dust

hooves of horses kick it up
as they gallop


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
8:08 p.m. 18/may/07