I am not in the mood to make words rhyme
Or to count syllables to fit each line.
I am just not inspired to ring that chime.
And seek though I may, I can’t find a sign
To show that this is the time for writing
That forty-fourth sonnet in this series.
Maybe I’ll skip it instead of fighting
This drunken muse. But, sadly, I fear he’s
Just passing through, so I am inclined to
Take what he offers no matter how lame.
I may be wrong, but I am not blind to
How dull the wild word once overly tame.
Whatever. ‘Tis writ. It won’t be erased.
Worthy? Who cares? No accounting for taste.
Bro. Joel Tucker, Ordained by the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) in 2017, has been in ministry since 2001. He recently retired from Senior Pastor at Guyton (GA) Christian Church, where he served for 7 years, after 17 at Tropical Sands Christian Church, Palm Beach Gardens, FL. He holds a bachelor's degree in Journalism from Auburn University and a certificate of pastoral ministry from Lexington Theological Seminary. He entered ministry after 20 years in corporate communications and five years of computer programming.
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