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The Hand of God (Free verse) by Christof
His morning alarm bolts his eye to his hand White sculpted wraith In the dawn demi-light each knuckle is sand Moulded by faith It is tomorrow's story, a sleeping claw A waiting gavel It is the liminal instinct, the underground roar Of an unguarded rabble It is wall and chink, a shadow witch A one-winged bird It is the wound which it inflicts It is a word He flexes each finger and each nail inspects And assesses his power And reaches his hand out and presses Reset For he is not ready at this kind of hour.

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.0555553
Weighted score: 6.958069
Overall Rank: 144
Posted: August 27, 2002 6:42 AM PDT; Last modified: August 27, 2002 6:42 AM PDT
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[9] razorgrin @ 142.166.108.64 | 27-Aug-02/6:48 AM | Reply
It's too fickin' early and this one is perfect.
[9] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 27-Aug-02/8:29 AM | Reply
ironic, well done
[10] god'swife @ 209.178.177.44 | 28-Aug-02/9:12 AM | Reply
Are you published? Have you self published? I'm interested in having some of your poems in a proper book I can read.
[9] Tarquin De La Bog @ 62.6.113.15 | 28-Aug-02/9:48 AM | Reply
I like this alot. 9. The piece is pithy yet detailed, and the final line is beautifully simple in comparison to the vague imagery of the poem. Nice one.
[n/a] Christof @ | 29-Aug-02/1:14 AM | Reply
That's very kind Mrs God. I've had odd pieces published here and there in small mags in Britain, but certainly not in book form. No one wnats my stuff enough! But I'm glad you do. Thank you.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.212.229 | 29-Aug-02/9:33 AM | Reply
Firstly I love this poem because it sets you up for the punch line and then actually delivers. Secondly there's alot of images and I love images. Wall and chink./wound which it inflicts. Are great images for God, but sand moulded bt faith, is completely brilliant. I voted earlier but I'll vote again 8
[n/a] Christof @ | 29-Aug-02/9:40 AM | Reply
If I ever get published, I'm getting you to write the blurb on the back.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.212.229 | 29-Aug-02/9:44 AM | Reply
That would be an honor. Can you send me some of your poems so I can start working on it. I think your e-mails posted isn't it?
[n/a] Christof @ | 29-Aug-02/9:47 AM | Reply
Yes my email is posted - send me a message if you like. I'll sort out a little file of things for you tomorrow if you'd like it. Right now I have to go - I'm at work and work's ended, so I'm off for some food. But thanks for all your support, it's great.
[n/a] Christof @ | 29-Aug-02/9:49 AM | Reply
See you tomorrow!
[9] dolores @ 217.35.80.128 | 30-Aug-02/7:51 AM | Reply
Good work-9/10
[n/a] Amelia @ 198.146.142.233 | 3-Sep-02/8:39 AM | Reply
I actually like it. It's good. By the way I didn't know there was an Englander here. Nice to meet ya!
[n/a] Christof @ | 3-Sep-02/8:41 AM | Reply
It's good to be an island of Englishness, although I think I miss out on a lot of references. It's an education. Glad you liked the poem.
[8] OneFingerAnswer @ 216.138.10.5 | 23-Sep-02/9:18 PM | Reply
How is it that I some how missed your work until tonight?
[n/a] Christof @ 195.172.133.226 > OneFingerAnswer | 24-Sep-02/12:59 AM | Reply
I don't know but I'm glad to see that you like it my friend!
[8] daniella @ 200.45.51.140 | 19-Oct-02/10:05 PM | Reply
how we try to image Him into our humanity.... He is always ready, are we willing?
[8] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 16-Jun-03/2:54 PM | Reply
Snooze button blues. Your symbolism in this piece is definitely beta realm sleep depravation.
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