Previously Published Poetry by Carol Lynn Pearson
Lisa by Emily Fox King
A DRAMA IN TWO ACTS
I dim
I dim
I have no doubt
If someone blew
I would go out.
I did not.
I must be brighter
Than I thought.
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Alice Deena by Emily Fox King
PIONEERS
My people were Mormon pioneers.
Is the blood still good?
They stood in awe as truth
Flew by like a dove
And dropped a feather in the West.
Where truth flies you follow
If you are a pioneer.
I have searched the skies
And now and then
Another feather has fallen.
I have packed the handcart again
Packed it with the precious things
And thrown away the rest.
I will sing by the fires at night
Out there on uncharted ground
Where I am my own captain of tens
Where I blow the bugle
Bring myself to morning prayer
Map out the miles
And never know when or where
Or if at all
I will finally say,
“This is the place.”
I face the plains
On a good day for walking.
The sun rises
And the mist clears.
I will be all right:
My people were Mormon pioneers.
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Sleeper by Emily Fox King
WITHIN
I read a map once
Saying the kingdom of God
Was within me
But I never trusted
Such unlikely ground.
I went out.
I scoured schools
And libraries
And chapels and temples
And other people’s eyes
And the skies and the rocks,
And I found treasures
From the kingdom’s treasury
But not the kingdom.
Finally I came in quiet
For a rest
And turned on the light.
And there
Just like a surprise party
Was all the smiling royalty,
King, Queen, court.
People have been
Locked up for less, I know.
But I tell you
Something marvelous
Is bordered by this skin:
I am a castle
And the kingdom of God
Is within.
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