I wrote this poem after being both unnecessarily and repeatedly insulted by a 'Christian' comedian in Llandudno recently. I'd appreciate comments on it. Thanks.
My Transforming Self on Llandudno Beach
The night is still, almost icy warm
I am wounded.
So open, so inviting,
Unresponsive yet assuring,
The water wants to help.
I throw a pebble.
It represents passivity
Plop. It invades the swell.
I throw another.
With this one goes my youthful face.
It skims three times.
Another two
For indecisiveness,
One rounded, one ragged.
Boulder.
Big splash.
There goes my transparency.
Stumbling backward,
I find a shell to protect myself,
Where only God can see me,
And only ears pressed close will hear.
A smooth circle rock
Floats down so slow,
Falling from memory.
The splash reminds of the need for change.
It happens now.
And for every kick aimed at my shell,There are plenty more rocks ready to respond.
What? The next ACTS Open Mic Church
