God is not fair,
this burdened pain
circling the mountain.
Fair?
Are any of us fair?
This brokenness
erased should do me right.

Balance beyond ordinary
shortened by an inch.
Luxury wanes incoherently
nothing seems to mix.

Dear Reader,
a poem,
a poem in a different way.
Do not be shy,
wander in;
stay awhile, explore.
Speculate dreams and wishes.
Waves escape away the day.

Dancing water rescue thee.
Tug at ghostly rays that tease.
Power reigning over me.

Words stripped
belong to recognizable days.
Same path follows defiance.
Gaze forward,
seek beauty where none exists.
Flying to you.

I never meant to interrupt.
Left my feelings by your bed.
Thank you just the same.

Weariness, my trusted friend.
Strewn leaves jumbled
on the sidewalk where we walk.

Silence.
Dormant poet
young and alive.
Destiny broken
honored in peace.
Desert.
Breathe blue.
Water a solitary heart.

Sunday morning poetry. Church; my words, spoken to me, shared lovingly to you. Second chance to make it right.

Lifeline.
Which rope
survives the battle?

Tethered hope, frayed peace, weathered love.
Coiling round,
tightening breath,
stretching thin.
Relinquished joy
laying bare.

Powerful solitude pursuing thoughts,
reaching wordless masses.
This writing life; communal,
selfless feeding,
fed by others,
others fed by us.

Conviction battling doubt.

Sunday morning poetry. Church; my words, spoken to me, shared lovingly to you.

Lifeline.
Which rope
survives the battle?

Tethered hope,
coiling round.
Frayed peace
tightening breath.
Weathered love
stretching thin.
Relinquished joy
laying bare.

Conviction battling doubt.

 

 

 

 

A shallow sheath, the water tension.
I dream
I walk on water. Is my faith weak after all?
I run
likely away rather than to His arms. Dangerously lurking
where God does not exist plays fantastically with desire.

her trek
started at the end of the line,
never caught awake.

today
reached a dead end.
promised regeneration,

her goal,
failed pursuing a new direction.
testing the wind,

exposed.