C H A O S
October 2020
This isn’t really poetry.
It’s more like a story.
I’m taking a U of M Olli Chaos class,
Finding a new world like my mother Did.
We’d rented a tour boat with a bottom of glass.
When it was time for someone to else to share Splendid,
She wouldn’t give up her ring-side Seat.
My mind thinks I’ve found a better Treat.
All the world feels chaos’ Deed:
Art, physics, the internet, our hearts’ Beat!
Second vese of Genesis describes
Darkness’ void: TOHU-VA-VAHR: evil.
Then the Creator beamed love into negative space.
We emerged determined to learn All
Newton’s law of nature prescribes.
Most troubling is predestinations Fall
Between free-will and our great Lord’s grace.