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Weekend Love

I pray you have a good weekend,The kind full of peace and joy,Not the one’s so busy,Not found in your hobby decoy. Restaurants won’t make it happen,Nor hit movies played in the dark,Not money to buy your dreams,There is better to give it spark. The good weekend of which I speak,Is as simple as aContinue reading “Weekend Love”

Visiting Poet “Sky”

The sky is a pretty blue in the day,But in the night, it is dark blue,In the day you see birds in the sky,When it is night, you see stars in the night. God is the perfect painter,His colors warm my heart,The birds are sleek and fast,Riding night winds by starlight. Josephine Whetsell, Age 9Continue reading “Visiting Poet “Sky””

The Struggle

“See how wicked people think up evil,They plan trouble and practice deception,But in the traps they set for others,They themselves get caught. So, they are punished by their own evil,And are hurt by their own violence,I thank the Lord for his justice,I sing praises to the Lord Most High.”1 Wicked people invade my life,Sent byContinue reading “The Struggle”

The Unicorn Rider

Where is my little cowgirl?Our fun had just begun,She rode me into the pool,Splashed water at the sun. Her “Yee-haw” spurred me on,Our hair tangled in the wind,Our ocean blue, backyard pool,My cowgirl firm in hand. Now, I’m stuffed in the box,My cowgirl, she’s gone home,I’ll have to wait to inflate,Swim waves again to roam.

Waking Froideur

The gray sky matches my ungrateful mood,Just below the cloud line,Is a sun laced fog of yellow sky,A scant glimpse of hope for the day. What kind of day is it going to be?Should I crumple my face into a shrug?And what’s with the damn birdThat wakes me up every morning? Kidding me? Whispers ofContinue reading “Waking Froideur”

A Trip to Poetry

Ever been to a land of mysteryWhere you feel the cold of snowy mountainsOr taste the grit of hot, blowing sandWith your arms taped to your chairAs you gaze at the sky with melancholy staresAt flying images of incongruity,And a matrix of curious things? Where rhymes are stored in drawersAnd cabinets are marked, one beat,TwoContinue reading “A Trip to Poetry”

Brain Shot

I start out lucid, energized,In my shiny silver helmet,And flame-resistant leather suit,Bright eyes and a cocky smile Staring at the screen, fingers vibrating,Ready to roar like a racecar,Oh my God, oh my God, let loose!I’m burning rubber on these keys., This goes on, round and round and round,Writing, thinking, revising, writing more,Then, I begin toContinue reading “Brain Shot”

The Right Choice

When I was in control,Living a desultory life of chess,No matter the effort sustained,I could never sustain success. The closer I get to heaven,The more I search for truth,Truth found in His control,Beyond the bloom of youth. Be careful of the one who prowls,With life’s candy, gifts, and toys,Providing a roseate vision of lies,On theContinue reading “The Right Choice”

A Good Day

Think about your yesterday,Did you rest with family or friends?Let’s try to make another,An unction of kindness to them. Of course, not all days are perfect,But every day is a gift,Not even the hard ones can be wasted,Find others your gifts uplift. If you’ve regrets from any yesterdays,Bag them and cinch it tight,Give them toContinue reading “A Good Day”

Papa

I sit on a cold, concrete porch,Watching my Papa’s spit can,I lean against the porch post,And wait for the ping of his strike. After walking the vegetable garden,This was the next most exciting thing,For this red headed, Texas youngster,Visiting up north ‘cross the Red River. He grins like a purring cat,And looks me straight inContinue reading “Papa”