Daniel Edward Moore
Thy Father and Mother
The breath counter is watching.
The pulse police hate overtime
but love a reason to strike or reload.
Angels have no use for cameras.
Disobedience means, you weren’t
a match with Jehovah’s DNA.
Thus, your memories made of his failures,
your beauty, her addiction to shame.
Long live hope’s 10 billion stones
scattered down the hill of your body.
Long live fear’s craving for light
in the dark of your voiceless name.
Be cared for and your mind
disappears. Kindness is control
with a chocolate heart
made by a diabetic god.
Daniel Edward Moore’s poems have been published in journals such as: The Spoon River Poetry Review, Rattle, Assaracus Review, Columbia Journal, American Literary Review, Mid-American Review and others. His poems are currently at Compose Literary Journal, Steel Toe Review, The American Journal Of Poetry, Lullwater Review, Prairie Winds, South Florida Poetry Journal, Common Ground Review and Roanoke Review. He has poems forthcoming in Tule Review, New South, Glass Poetry Journal, december Magazine, Clackamas Literary Review, Natural Bridge, Birmingham Arts Journal and WA 129 The Best Poetry in Washington State Anthology, chosen by WA State Poet Laureate Tod Marshall. He lives in Washington on Whidbey Island. His recent book, “Confessions Of A Pentecostal Buddhist," can be found on Amazon. His work has also been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Visit Daniel at Danieledwardmoore.com