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Jul 01, 2016

A Tear

A Tear And there He hung Before the multitude Offering His Life, His Heart and Soul, His Love for the whole world In worship to His Father; However, did those prying eyes understand The single tear He shed, Was grief for them?

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Jun 24, 2016

Unconditional Forgiveness

Unconditional Forgiveness Forgiveness is no more a choice in this age of famine, Bloody wars, divorce, denial and racial bigotry. If you can win the wrestle, that hard wrestle to forgive, Peace will tenure in its place, swallowing the negative! We must forgive the misery – the memory of abuse, The trauma suffered as a […]

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Jun 18, 2016

True Gain

True Gain It would profit nothing Should one’s body burn in martyrdom and one not love. Clearly these words state That loveless sacrifice is death do not the words request compassion without compromise? The word with us in partnership while suffering a cup to sip does say to pray, to go, to give yet oneself […]

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Jun 10, 2016

Substance in Shadow

Substance in Shadow Shadows are different, they seldom are warm, Some are quite chilly, unpleasant, forlorn. Especially when shadows come from the fame, Of one who is know, to the public by name. Fixed quietly in shadow, obscure and unknown, As a solitary substance, I stand there, alone. My festering feelings, ranted and raved. Ugly […]

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Jun 03, 2016

The Promise

The Promise Through winter’s coat, sun-rays bugle As nature murmurs to her bowers Warming her earth and snowy mantle While waking snowdrops, winter’s flower. Each crystal morning offers peace, Bringing hope to spring’s elation To those who see God’s masterpiece And extol with veneration.Cold birds puffed up, in winter’s pride, Feathered breasts daubed blushing-red. Snowflakes […]

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Jun 01, 2016

A Tear – New

A Tear And there He hung Before the multitude Offering His Life, His Heart and Soul, His Love for the whole world In worship to His Father; However, did those prying eyes understand The single tear He shed, Was grief for them?

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May 27, 2016

the perfect friend

the perfect friend

they hear with eyes intent on what i say.
eyes stay fixed and do not flitter,
side to side, or wander far away.
the tilt of head, encouraging,
and with their gentle smile,
i feel special, confident to speak
soon,
i discern that something, is unique;
inhibited i falter, words then swiftly fade;
for this rapt listener is rare.
no interruption do they make.
they are not compelled to have
their say.
when we part, a warmth surrounds —
self-worth is strong, i strive no more;
at least no more today. 

 

Dedicated to Darlene Cunningham, a true friend to so many and to me.

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May 20, 2016

Motherhood

once there was sweet motherhood

Sacrifice of self; seems no more.
Womanhood now demands its privilege
“It’s my body, I have my human rights.”
Does wee one have no civil liberties?
Must baby sacrifice its life, its future,
Because of sexual appetite?
“I love you mama! I am here,
Mama can’t you feel my fear?”
Hardened hearts no longer feel.
Love’s grown cold,
So sorry precious little one,
You seem to have no rights at all,
So simply sacrifice your life.
You’re just a consequence of sin,
Maybe from rape or passions fling.
Yours is a martyr’s death for another’s sin.
I hear a cry, “Crucify Him.”
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May 12, 2016

Hope

Hope

some wander through the wilderness of life
without a star to navigate the way,
or a friend who’s qualified to guide.
thus they meander, lonely, empty and bereaved.
some live a life of self-deceptive peace,
which glorifies the enemy of man.
‘tis hopelessness and intellectual pride
this tranquil poultice to a soul that yearns
unknowingly, for God’s respect and love.
life’s perfect, peaceful, masterpiece.
darkened angels, lock with mirth, heaven’s gates,
while Lucifer? he grins and rubs his hands in glee!
God’s way is crystalline,
not muddied with some phantom words.
the verity, my friends, is here;
Jesus Christ, died for the world, that all,
should have eternal life and love,
perpetually.
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May 06, 2016

Hands

Hands

Hands are for working,
for loving, for giving,
for playing, for mending
the sick.
Hands can be shocking,
be gentle, be pretty,
be perfect, be strong,
or be weak.
Hands can be willing
to toil for each other,
to offer, to tender,
and care.
Hands can tell stories
of hardship, of sorrow,
of beauty, of aging,
of prayer.
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