Poetry Category

Road Trip

Sometimes when I am busy with mundane things, I let my heart ride in a blue convertible with the top down and the wind blowing through my hair. That is my happy place, no matter where. I could be standing in the grocery store line and my mind will travel down mountain roads, where the […]

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It will be

I see you there, mortal man, raging against the wind, tide and sea and slicing at the vine, brush and tree, to make of the world what you will. And such beauty and horrors you have made! From my window in the sky I wonder at the living you do, with such mortal life. But […]

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Who?

Mere babe, so tender and unknowing. who were you? Before thoughts were taught, and curses and blows bound your heart in rigid fiber, Were you trusting? Before the door was empty, and disappointment stole the hopeful breath within, Were you innocent? Before the love was lost, and all your goodness was thrown and broken like […]

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The sun will rise again

The sun always rises, beyond the reach of ordinary men. And yet they teach, the ordinaries, how extraordinary we may be. And they preach, the ordinaries, of God within. Promises of resurrection dance in my mind but not in my heart. The sun will always rise again but not for me, nor we. The dance […]

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