Tempered in the Word: in preview
AMONG THE CLOUD
-Bonita M Quesinberry
The devil's bones will wither
and rot,
for his games of sin
I've not forgot;
and, tho you may think
I've turned away,
Remember! I will be there
that final day.
So heed not he
who walks upon earth
and claims
such a lofty birth;
for I will only be seen
among the cloud
with heralding trumpets
trumpeting loud.
continued:
Nay, he who walks among you is not me,
for he treads the streets of hell you soon will see;
but, in glory will I quickly spirit you up,
giving to you of life and love,
the overflowing cup!
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Published 1990:
Sunrise-Sunset
(The Poetry Center)
Pseudonyms:
Elizabeth Corvin
Lindsey Quesinberry
