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Green
Three thousand green shades, Again bear witness to life, Budding promise, strength.
Where is Thy Victory (Sonnet No. 3)
As if you had the force to back your threats, You stammer on, less strong, but no less cruel. Our fears, our losses, pain, and our regrets, You rip them from our hearts for evil fuel. So armed, these twisted, … Continue reading
Chasing
Faster, faster, faster still, The harder the chase, The greater the thrill. I quicken my feet, lengthen my strides, My arms pump quicker and rush past my sides. I reach, I fight I push through each pain, Knowing great battles … Continue reading
City of Refuge
Stone by stone, a community built. A city of refuge manned By the priests of God. Hebron, Where the bones of faith’s father Wait to welcome fearful children. Hebron, Where sword-wielding priests Shelter the blood-stained innocent Who in desparation Fly … Continue reading
Posted in Free Verse, Poetry
Tagged church, ecclesiology, grace, guilt, justice, preaching
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Recognizing Spring
I walk out the door, bracing by habit for the chill that never comes.
Drifting
I hate to watch you drift, De-purposed and lost, Heavily bouncing, painfully, without intention, Falling by accident into places of gravity, Like “isolation”, “selfishness”, “love-sick”, or “college.” You disavow your sacred charge to choose, and fail to see that this … Continue reading
Sonnet No. 1
I’ve been tinkering around with a bit of poetry lately. It’s not completely random; I’ve been thinking about ways I can develop my skill as a wordsmith, and poetry as a sort of discipline offers a good way of changing … Continue reading
Sonnet No. 2
A steady, constant sense of being us, More firmly formed each day that passes by, A greater love now mixed with greater trust, Two arcs, we press still closer ’till we die. Together you and I walk hand in hand. … Continue reading
Southern Storm
One sheet of ice, flows From my home to my office. Urgent work will wait.
Posted in Haiku, Poetry
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Gym Haiku for Winter
Summer is coming. Time to hit the weights again, Touch my round belly.