29 Sunday May 2022
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Gentle breezes blow
Lilacs scent the open air
Aloft on God’s breath
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06 Sunday Sep 2020
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Shards of crystal prisms fly
Broken pieces, its time to die
Left, an empty shell, I cry
Impossible to put back together
Trying to do too many things
Mind elsewhere, disaster brings
Oh, how I wish that I had wings
To escape this stormy weather
Funny, how life keeps its pace
As tears still stain this aging face
I pray to God for saving grace
Please, free me from this tether
Let me float among the clouds
Spread my wings, and cry aloud
My voice, be heard, no longer shroud
My heart, soars, light as a feather
For He does take my feeble hand
Grasps it tightly, a feeling, grand
“Know now, this is what I’ve planned
Fear not, child, the days will get better.”
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21 Tuesday Apr 2020
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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I watch the sun set
In a brilliant blaze
Under a sky of stars
I get lost in their haze
Twilight engulfs
My most secret thoughts
As golden rays bury
My mind, distraught
I am captivated
By glorious, rays of light
That take me from morn
Into the night
While I sit here and wonder
What is to be?
When my eyes finally close
What is it I’ll see?
Will my time on this Earth
Be nearer the end?
Or will I still see the light
As thoughts transcend
Higher, like the swing
Which knows no bounds
I fly, for I am no longer
Planted, on the ground
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30 Thursday Jan 2020
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“You okay?” He asks,
“Swell”, my reply,
While wistfully staring,
And wondering why
He’d bother to ask,
Does he really care?
Or is it just habit,
Because I am there.
Time spent together,
In silence, creeps by.
No matter how much,
I just no longer try
To engage conversation,
From one, far away,
Who turns off the chatter,
Doesn’t hear what I say.
Perhaps it is me,
Who doesn’t quite hear
The words, left unsaid,
Though, the meaning is clear
So I bury myself,
In a place, tucked away
Where the silence is deafening,
But the Lord hears me pray.
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25 Wednesday Dec 2019
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Through frosted windows
The light of a new day shines
The glory of God
Merry Christmas! Have a wonder-filled day! ❤
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