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Race Fun

Dad stuff is fun,
this morning
petrol fumes, shuddering rubber tyres
brake and accelerate,
smooth lines to corners,
not quite in my rhythm,
finally the son could raise
his arms in triumph
as his go kart 
snuck inside 
the wheels of my kart
and sped to the lead,
He yells to the warehouse,
to family history,
to his ongoing life,
I have beaten the old man,
fair and square.
“I felt in the zone
like it was going to be my day,”
he banters
in the car on the way home,
I have to rejoin,
“Only one out of five”
in the epic battles
scattered through our time
growing family together, changing together -
But I did go down!

Starting Thoughts: Little moments become part of growing up, of independence, of taking up the mantle of the previous generation. And they involve pain and celebration at the same time!
Poem Topic Tags:
#ageing, #children, #entertainment, #family, #father, #fun, #older, #race, #ritesofpassage
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Rites of passage, moments in time of passing or taking the torch in fun. Spoken Word Poem.

In the Water

We stand as 
family bonded together
white sand beach stretching
to emerald wave waters,
We speak of the
faith release
grounded and nurtured
in the generations,
awakened, gathered
mothered and fathered 
celebrated and shared,
Passed on
past to present,
We call forth the gold
from the blessing founded,
in the unfolded history
heritage from a thousand waves
that have curled 
to this moment,
and today we surf
catching rolling waves,
unforced rhythms of life
Enjoying the freedom,
Celebration, heart soul depths,
sharing each journey,
and now We call 
declaring God's power,
The wind of the spirit
to again stir the surface,
to breathe on the waters
grace for new faith
Creating anew and birthing
future waves
blessing the new riders
of generations to come.

Together planted in the land
firm stance on the beach;
In front vast, rolling fathoms 
and breadth of God’s love,
underneath our feet,
billions of small crystals
earth deep
the mix of fresh and salt waters,
behind us Southern Alps
standing strong on the land,
snow peaks in long white clouds
raining refreshment,
braided rivers of life to the sea,
Above blue sky dome
suspended invisible water 
billions of tonnes of his
lavish love
rain spirit 
waiting to fall down,
also now surrounding us.

We stand connected
on the beach,
infused, soaked by the water;
empowered by
the heart of Life.

Poem Tags
#blessing #christian, #church, #family, #generations, #god, #gold #love, #poetry #spoken-word, #water, #worship

Prompt
The blessing we can be to each other as family, passing on generation to generation, catching the wave of God's Spirit.
The blessing that can flow from genrations through family poem
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