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To Possess Nothing

I search for something I cannot see,Something missing but nearby,Something non-spatial;palpable but atemporal,I am mad to possess it!I hunt for it like a falcon, confident in my flight,Searching with sharp eyes, in swinging swoops,ready to strike.I search with a curious stirringof emptiness; yet I am full – of nothingas my talons grab hold of air,butContinue reading “To Possess Nothing”

Conflict

There are days I feel a fraud,Like a pervious Christian facade,I kneel in prayer to ask relieffrom this mirror image flawed. Evil angels have dominion here,To this world they tightly cling,Their prying claws infect my soul,Beguiling songs they sing. But I hear the words of Jesus,His voice of inspiring grace,I feel His hands wipe myContinue reading “Conflict”

Made in His Image

How would it feel to tell the stars to flashtheir light across a darkened nighttime sky,Just talk instead of labile tempers clasharound a blazing fire on mountain high. To shower skies with snow or water drops,Or fill the seas with fish and glistening sand,To tell the sun it’s time to shine – or not,Or throwContinue reading “Made in His Image”

Abstract Conversation

As I waited on my flight in an airport restaurant,From a corner booth, a harsh cough growledlike the tortured hiss of tires braking on damp pavement.I recognized it from the hospital.It was the sound of Illness.I sat down across from Illness, and he looked at mewith contempt as sweat dripped from his fevered brow;He coughedContinue reading “Abstract Conversation”

In Cold Blood

Rain falls outside the second-story window,Streaks of water drip unevenly downthe jimmied windowsill.A ladder mysteriously leans againstthe wall of the house where its metal frame popsfrom ice crystals as the rain turns to sleet. The splintered window frame invitesa winter mix to splash the carpet.Two feet away, a girl’s hand lays deathly still,Wet blood tricklesContinue reading “In Cold Blood”

We Are All Connected

From single grains of sandcomes a broadsandy shore. Against the sandy shore, restsa vastpainted ocean. Be a grain of sand, that shapes the shore, to color the ocean. Live as God would have you –connectedwith love and grace.

Silent Suffering

Her mien tells tales of trouble,A grimace of cold goodbyes,A cathexis of wasted time,The image of many lies. A puff of breath from her lips,Precedes her mournful plea,A tear rolls down her cheek,Though no one looks to see. She finds comfort wearing a mask,A bandana that hides her eyes,Her pied cheeks lean on the wall,SecureContinue reading “Silent Suffering”

Redeeming Prayer

My elbows were on my knees,My thoughts lay in my hands,Like a pirate under the lash,This pain was not my plan. I’m alone on this island,Choices I’ve made to blame,By my side for all these years,Then a stranger you became. Shall I live as a bird in this cage,With a skirr of flightless wings.Or learnContinue reading “Redeeming Prayer”

Night Winds Blow

A night of color in smoke and bruise,Arousing sounds of frightening clues,Windswept plains in black of night,Safe, I think on porch in light. Ground covered thick with centipedescrawl o’r my feet as tumbleweedsjump and roll in windy skies,blown from darkness by and by. Brimful seas with coming troubles,Waves that warn with frothy bubbles,Rocks that pullContinue reading “Night Winds Blow”

Halloween 2023

‘Tis not the orange skin of Jack ‘O Lantern,That invites my gaping stare,It’s the sunken black holes of his eyes.Flashing jagged, yellow teeth to bare. A wart-nosed witch sits nearby,Green slime drips down crusted lips,Hee, hee, hee, hee, she wheezes,With darting tongue she begs a kiss. A broom handle thwack to the head,Tossing child afterContinue reading “Halloween 2023”