Her god is sunflower yellow; mine laughs

for the yellow lady and KB

Her god is sunflower yellow,
the color space in the spectrum
a deity might surf—a god
of dandelions and honey,
darkening to the amber
of petals when they fade.

He says, with cynicism,
if there is a god, he is plaid,
crossbarred and patterened,
tangled in a looming
of dropped threads and sarcasm
spun faster than Clotho spins life:
That we are measured and cut is given,
but by what rule and whose scissors?

I say god, go(o)d, goddess–
however one addresses
the maker of all flowers
is the toddler my daughter was,

naked and fingerpainted,
her skin rainbowed like no promise
ever arced after a flood,
in the midst of the glorious mess she made
and laughing because of it.

 

We are painting with palettes over at dVerse today.  Time for me to be off to work, so am sharing this earlier poem that kind of meets the prompt.

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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55 Responses to Her god is sunflower yellow; mine laughs

  1. annotating60 says:

    Thank you Susan. Do you thing Mythology of Blue would work?

  2. Heartafire says:

    Fine writing, deep and stirring.

  3. Susan, this poem of yours drives many visions towards a painted that you have created with your perfection of hands. 🙂

    I think you and I should collaborate. 🙂

  4. This is a teology I could subscribe to … fingerpainting… lovely piece… really.

  5. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Both of us used religiosity as entrance, as impetus, and I really liked where you went with this; metaphysically and poetically, it came out golden, both in my smile and heart.

  6. Glorious – and – as such – all contenders must be female 🙂

  7. Gay says:

    Well this is an interesting mix – mostly of iambs and anapests but there are dactyls too. If you want me to, I’ll mark it as I scan it for you. It might be useful for the dialogue. I may not hear it as you do, and it’s not so lengthy that it would take much time, but I will only do it, if you want me to write it on your blog.

    This is of course no comment on the quality of the poem which surpasses my ability to do anything but admire it. So many fresh expressions, such a vivid write on a ponderous philosophic subject and yet in your hands as light as the air we breathe.

  8. brian miller says:

    ha. i like your piece….i got in so much trouble once fingerpainting with my boys….fingerpaint and white carpet dont go well…just saying…ha….yes i think a god(dess) would be a rainbow of fingerpaint on a child…i like that image much…very cool verse….

  9. claudia says:

    ha yes – i think god has a wonderful sense of humor and you see his playfulness as well in every flower and insect and every little thing around us…

  10. Mary says:

    I like to picture God laughing. Truly I do. If we are created in God’s image, and WE laugh, I do think we received this abllity from God.

  11. nico says:

    The older I get, the more content I am to live with my doubts–about God, about knowledge in general. Skepticism, perhaps. I like to think its just due to a realistic view of my ignorance. At any rate, I can definitely see the benefit of laughing about it! Great thoughts here!

  12. howanxious says:

    It is like a beautiful painting on a canvas; you shy away from touching it because you fear that the paints are not yet dry.

  13. aprille says:

    This is a riot!!!
    and not just of colour 🙂
    Love the toddler getting into the mix. Isn’t it a shame we can’t keep versions of them around at every stage of development.

  14. Just wonderful playful piece…very much enjoyed.

  15. That we are measured and cut is given,
    but by what rule and whose scissors?

    Quite provocative and bold. A powerful poem, Susan as only you can write 🙂

  16. BroadBlogs says:

    Your poetry sparks a mild ecstasy. A bit as Rumi does.

    • Oh my God–thank you!!!! He is, of course, one of my favorites.

      As an aside…if you do anything with that “trash” thing I shared, let me know and I will write something to go with it. Totally pissed me off.

  17. Gorgeously colourful and joyful!

  18. If I didn’t feel guilty so easily, I would steal this poem Susan…and claim I wrote it. I just love it. Made me happy.

  19. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    I don’t care if you misunderstood the prompt. I am just delighted to have read this delicious poem.

  20. I LOVE the image of that toddler fingerpainted and laughing……..I think God must have the greatest sense of humor of all, he made us all so funny!

  21. Seen through a kaleidoscope ~ It feels warm & tingly on my soul’s skin. Sorry I haven’t been around but, I just arrived from the hospital ~ I’ve missed your heartfelt writing ~ Blessings friend ~ Debbie

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