With Eyes of Laughter

We
awoke into laughter with eyes of laughter   
blissfully unaware that   
our tongues and  
fingers  
are preparing for the  
metaphor of our memories.  

We 
crunch the gravel,  
pulling about ourselves  
cold jackets
of the present, 
head bent to steps. 

We are  
drinking water from icy cups, 
walking in the cold,   
breath curling in puffy gray-white  
snakes from our gaping  
mouths. 

And we who live in the  
present are leaving the past;  
walking, walking, walking 
to where we
live,

breaths curled in puffy gray-white  
snakes, vertically wriggling from our
November-mouths like softly billowing campfire smoke.  

Yet our Father, who lives in the  
present, will enter the future, leaving the  
past; He walked, walks, will walk in  
His coat, taking us home
with eyes of laughter. 

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Ben Plunkett

Greetings from the booming metropolis that is Pleasant View, Tennessee. I am a man of constant spiritual highs and spiritual lows. I pray that I serve God at my highest even when I am lowest.

Ben was a founding member of Rambling Ever On and a regular contributor and editor until his untimely death in April 2020.

We wrote a tribute to him, but the best tribute you can give him would be to read all the wonderful poems, short stories, book reviews, theological essays, and ridiculous satire pieces he wrote for us. Pass them on to others and maybe allow Ben to inspire you to write something yourself.

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