Category: Poetry
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A swing set is an escape, a steel tower of daydreams cradling the innocence of childhood as it hurtles through the air, unafraid I travel along, a stowaway…
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From long before the world was spoken forth,the Father’s plan was fixed in triune loveand at the crucial moment set in timeHis foreknown aim was finally revealed. In incarnation God stepped into fleshand carried to the cross our guilty charge.We killed him without knowing hope would springout from the very blood upon our hands. Three…
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Poetry is a wardrobe overflowing with truth and lies in every swirling color, texture, size. And locked away there you try on other people’s eyes…
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Flying down the road, absorbed in your thoughts,as the beginnings of wildflowers peek out at the sun.Out of reverie with a jolt – What is that smell? Cutting the air like a knife, breaking the spell.Bemused searching eyeslook for the tell – And you see a manriding on the green shoulderof the road on a riding…
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Lord, thank you for the beauty of this neighborhoodFor the trees and flowersThat adorn this place – our temporary home.Let us remember our true journey as we tread the steps that bring us Out of our houses and into the path of opportunity. O, Lord, you are the God who seesEach family and person enclosed within each…
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In wielding words, a power lies for launching souls into the air,like birds who soar to mountains high and cloudy ringéd cliff tops spythere gasping in the heady mountain air, for joy of bursting. And from the airy mountain keepsthe words like thunderbolt of fire – dive down to skim the waters deepreflecting stormy clouds that seepin writhing agony…
Writ & Whimsy 