My favorite day
My favorite restaurant
My favorite food
A new favorite book
A favorite person once stood here
And penned my favorite verse
My favorite family joins me
My favorite table
Friday, December 28, 2012
Thursday, December 27, 2012
"For Sunsets"
Majesty paints nightly
Masterpiece in motion
The greatest of all the greats
Can’t adequately capture,
For colors shift,
For clouds swirl
Evening brings a new canvas
Masterpiece in motion
The greatest of all the greats
Can’t adequately capture,
For colors shift,
For clouds swirl
Evening brings a new canvas
"For The Gift Of Words"
I sometimes envy the animals,
Experiencing God’s creation—
Such a personal level,
Intertwined with beauty,
Enveloped in purpose without question
Then I remember what they do not have
Expression of experience
Sharing experience
Others of similar capacity,
Intertwined with beauty,
Enveloped in purpose,
Permission to question
Experiencing God’s creation—
Such a personal level,
Intertwined with beauty,
Enveloped in purpose without question
Then I remember what they do not have
Expression of experience
Sharing experience
Others of similar capacity,
Intertwined with beauty,
Enveloped in purpose,
Permission to question
Friday, November 30, 2012
"A Morning Prayer - II"
Thank you for the breath in my lungs
I ask your blessing
Thank you for my wife
I ask your blessing
Thank you for my children
I ask your blessing
Thank you for this food
I ask your blessing
Thank you for you
I return your blessing
I ask your blessing
Thank you for my wife
I ask your blessing
Thank you for my children
I ask your blessing
Thank you for this food
I ask your blessing
Thank you for you
I return your blessing
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
"The Impotent Seven"
Lust
Overindulgence
Vainglory
Idleness
Never satisfied
Greed
Killing rage
I
Necessitate
Death
Nevertheless
Emmanuel
Shattered the
Seven
Overindulgence
Vainglory
Idleness
Never satisfied
Greed
Killing rage
I
Necessitate
Death
Nevertheless
Emmanuel
Shattered the
Seven
Monday, November 19, 2012
“Daddy Be Thy Name”
Our father
who art on Earth
Daddy be thy name
Thy tickles come
Thy jokes be fun
But forget not to teach us
Give us this day our daily hugs
And lead us in prayer
as we pray for others
Guide us in learning the Bible
And deliver us to Sunday school
For thou art our example
and our model
and thou showeth us Jesus
who art on Earth
Daddy be thy name
Thy tickles come
Thy jokes be fun
But forget not to teach us
Give us this day our daily hugs
And lead us in prayer
as we pray for others
Guide us in learning the Bible
And deliver us to Sunday school
For thou art our example
and our model
and thou showeth us Jesus
Saturday, November 17, 2012
"You Want Cheese, Chesterton?"
Nothing’s quite better
Than pie a la cheddar
Or roast beef and Swiss
Served by a part-time miss
Now that I consider
(Your essay—what a winner!)
I realize that the cheese
Was not really what you mean
Outward march of urban sprawl
Made cookie cutters of us all
Persons under a steeple
Are now just lumped into “people”
Finely wrapped but flavorless bits
Just as fact’ry cheeses gave you fits
God made each—unique in His way
Trends and molds have taken that away
The countryside, where Creation peeks,
Glimpses of a kaleidoscope: souls who speak
Gifts, talents individualized
Sprinkling spice on our sacred human lives
Pris’ners to our own fast-minted design
Why bother thinking? Can I not just resign?
But God sent Jesus and made us all free!
(Hungry interruption: have you any brie?)
Than pie a la cheddar
Or roast beef and Swiss
Served by a part-time miss
Now that I consider
(Your essay—what a winner!)
I realize that the cheese
Was not really what you mean
Outward march of urban sprawl
Made cookie cutters of us all
Persons under a steeple
Are now just lumped into “people”
Finely wrapped but flavorless bits
Just as fact’ry cheeses gave you fits
God made each—unique in His way
Trends and molds have taken that away
The countryside, where Creation peeks,
Glimpses of a kaleidoscope: souls who speak
Gifts, talents individualized
Sprinkling spice on our sacred human lives
Pris’ners to our own fast-minted design
Why bother thinking? Can I not just resign?
But God sent Jesus and made us all free!
(Hungry interruption: have you any brie?)
Thursday, November 1, 2012
"C in History"
Creation
Choice
Curse
Corruption
Cataclysm
Captivity
Cross
Christ
Church
Consummation
Choice
Curse
Corruption
Cataclysm
Captivity
Cross
Christ
Church
Consummation
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
"One Foot In Front Of The Other"
Cold air slaps you awake
Faces smile and photos take
Flurry of activity as you wait
A song is sung by all who’re there
Several now, with uncovered hair
Hand over heart, if you dare
Summoned to gather at the line
Arranged by best guessed time
Breaths held as tension climbs
A mighty blast the starter gave
Bobbing heads in a wave
So it begins for the brave
First of many corners rounding
Voices no longer loudly sounding
Hearts and feet, in rhythm pounding
Seems forever that you’ve done
In reality, only just begun
Proof is passing mile number one
Easily, steadily borne along
With the crushing, pulsing throng
Soon enough, the line stretched long
The sun shining down on my face
Concerned only with finishing this race
Steadily, steadily goes the pace
Take a break to tie your shoe
Halfway there and now some goo
Tiger’s eye on a silver flue
Many on the road, traveling east
Not all are runners: traffic’s increased
Only those who partake enjoy the feast
Pain increases with each step
Could have stayed warm and slept
Pushed through, joy from the depth
Round the bend, refuse to whine
Running hard across the line
Race is done and I am fine
Crowd of witnesses strain to see
A wiser One paid the fee
Life—it’s not about me
Faces smile and photos take
Flurry of activity as you wait
A song is sung by all who’re there
Several now, with uncovered hair
Hand over heart, if you dare
Summoned to gather at the line
Arranged by best guessed time
Breaths held as tension climbs
A mighty blast the starter gave
Bobbing heads in a wave
So it begins for the brave
First of many corners rounding
Voices no longer loudly sounding
Hearts and feet, in rhythm pounding
Seems forever that you’ve done
In reality, only just begun
Proof is passing mile number one
Easily, steadily borne along
With the crushing, pulsing throng
Soon enough, the line stretched long
The sun shining down on my face
Concerned only with finishing this race
Steadily, steadily goes the pace
Take a break to tie your shoe
Halfway there and now some goo
Tiger’s eye on a silver flue
Many on the road, traveling east
Not all are runners: traffic’s increased
Only those who partake enjoy the feast
Pain increases with each step
Could have stayed warm and slept
Pushed through, joy from the depth
Round the bend, refuse to whine
Running hard across the line
Race is done and I am fine
Crowd of witnesses strain to see
A wiser One paid the fee
Life—it’s not about me
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
"Redux"
Who is he with trouble?
Who is he with deep grief?
Who is he with quarreling wife and children?
Who is he who has a file full of customer reports?
Who is he who wakes with unexplained bruises?
Whose eyes are bloodshot?
Those who sit and stare at an empty glass,
Who long for the next cocktail
Gaze not at the crimson bitterness,
Nor the way the light dances on it
Don’t even consider how
It pours, again and again, from the bottle
Before the night is done,
You’ll be hypnotized
And hugging a toilet!
You’ll wander through hallucinations
You’ll say things to later regret
(perhaps even heresies and blasphemies)
You’ll want to sleep with the fishes
Or swing from chandeliers,
Shouting at the top of your lungs,
"I’m beaten and kicked,
but I’m not hurt!
Ha ha! Bring it on!
Barkeep, a round for all my friends!"
Then you’ll awake to find yourself alone,
Wondering how you’ll pay for tomorrow’s six-pack
Who is he with deep grief?
Who is he with quarreling wife and children?
Who is he who has a file full of customer reports?
Who is he who wakes with unexplained bruises?
Whose eyes are bloodshot?
Those who sit and stare at an empty glass,
Who long for the next cocktail
Gaze not at the crimson bitterness,
Nor the way the light dances on it
Don’t even consider how
It pours, again and again, from the bottle
Before the night is done,
You’ll be hypnotized
And hugging a toilet!
You’ll wander through hallucinations
You’ll say things to later regret
(perhaps even heresies and blasphemies)
You’ll want to sleep with the fishes
Or swing from chandeliers,
Shouting at the top of your lungs,
"I’m beaten and kicked,
but I’m not hurt!
Ha ha! Bring it on!
Barkeep, a round for all my friends!"
Then you’ll awake to find yourself alone,
Wondering how you’ll pay for tomorrow’s six-pack
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
"Kickball"
Kids of all ages
(Including
Classroom teachers)
Kick
Bouncing ball, blasting
At
Large league of little legends
Laughter
(Including
Classroom teachers)
Kick
Bouncing ball, blasting
At
Large league of little legends
Laughter
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
"Tossing And Turning"
My bed is comfortable
My linens are cozy
It’s not that I can’t sleep
I don’t want to
The dreams I have frighten me:
Flames of fire, eternal burning!
All night long
Tossing and turning
The temple is packed this morn
The birds are selling
The sheep are shorn
Money changes hands with a grin and a wink
"It is a good day," I pause to think
A flash—a memory from last night
Fear grips me, I’m on my knees
There it is! The fire I saw!
It’s in his eyes
Chaos and noise!
Shouts and alarms!
Boxes tossing, tables turning
Who is he?
Another sleepless night
But now I must know
I venture out
To greet this man—how?
A compliment will break the ice
But he turns on me—that fire in his eyes!
I was wrong: this one’s a loon!
Wants me back inside my mother’s womb?
He speaks of earth
He speaks of wind
He speaks of love
greater than my sins
The fear is gone
But questions remain
All night long
Tossing and turning
Something deeper, inside me yearning
Who is He?
My linens are cozy
It’s not that I can’t sleep
I don’t want to
The dreams I have frighten me:
Flames of fire, eternal burning!
All night long
Tossing and turning
The temple is packed this morn
The birds are selling
The sheep are shorn
Money changes hands with a grin and a wink
"It is a good day," I pause to think
A flash—a memory from last night
Fear grips me, I’m on my knees
There it is! The fire I saw!
It’s in his eyes
Chaos and noise!
Shouts and alarms!
Boxes tossing, tables turning
Who is he?
Another sleepless night
But now I must know
I venture out
To greet this man—how?
A compliment will break the ice
But he turns on me—that fire in his eyes!
I was wrong: this one’s a loon!
Wants me back inside my mother’s womb?
He speaks of earth
He speaks of wind
He speaks of love
greater than my sins
The fear is gone
But questions remain
All night long
Tossing and turning
Something deeper, inside me yearning
Who is He?
Saturday, September 15, 2012
"Other Duties As Required"
Meg'phone student number namer
Young man necktie rearranger
Honor guardian flag retrainer
Sometimes solo color-raiser
Onsite website email helper
Up there high-reach spider-webber
Just for students Scripture-quoter
Snack time lunch time package op'ner
Clothing brand name tag inspector
Lazy feline stage-play actor
Cook time oven food advisor
Insect antics strategizer
Orphans mar'thon 'ticipator
Rooftop loafer 'mancipator
Young man necktie rearranger
Honor guardian flag retrainer
Sometimes solo color-raiser
Onsite website email helper
Up there high-reach spider-webber
Just for students Scripture-quoter
Snack time lunch time package op'ner
Clothing brand name tag inspector
Lazy feline stage-play actor
Cook time oven food advisor
Insect antics strategizer
Orphans mar'thon 'ticipator
Rooftop loafer 'mancipator
Friday, September 14, 2012
"Farewell"
God builds our lives like a house,
From foundation to crown molding
Not everyone used is permanent
Some are only scaf’olding,
But without them,
The house could never be finished
Your life is enriched,
If only for a minute
When, in the course of life,
The Lord brings you a friend,
And then that person moves on,
The relationship shouldn’t end
Even if the time together
Could have been better spent
Don’t neglect the people you love
You don’t know—they could be sent
On a mission, a new path, or just a trip
We never know when they’ll depart,
So we must make the hours count
And treasure them in our hearts
From foundation to crown molding
Not everyone used is permanent
Some are only scaf’olding,
But without them,
The house could never be finished
Your life is enriched,
If only for a minute
When, in the course of life,
The Lord brings you a friend,
And then that person moves on,
The relationship shouldn’t end
Even if the time together
Could have been better spent
Don’t neglect the people you love
You don’t know—they could be sent
On a mission, a new path, or just a trip
We never know when they’ll depart,
So we must make the hours count
And treasure them in our hearts
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
"In Remembrance"
This evening I sat pondering
My mind drifted, wandering
Over the past eleven years
Have we forgotten our fears?
Out the window I gazed
Sun setting, the sky ablaze
I remember where I was
It’s clear, absolutely no fuzz
English class, at a computer
Teacher absent, never missed her
The door swung wide
“National Guard, get outside!”
Several students left
I remained with the rest
Didn’t know what startled these folks
Found what I thought was a hoax
Some Hollywood hype
Another site I typed
CNN and NBC confirmed
The towers twin—burned
I return back to the now
My dinner finished—but how?
Outside, beyond the glass,
Three flags, raised to half mast
City, state, and nation
One didn’t move from its station
Amazing how even Old Glory
Takes its part in this story
The wind was blowing
Two flags flowing
The third? Motionless,
Drooped in remembrance
Distracted by a flock of birds
Then I remembered those words
Of Mr. Francis Scott Key:
“O say—can you see?”
My mind drifted, wandering
Over the past eleven years
Have we forgotten our fears?
Out the window I gazed
Sun setting, the sky ablaze
I remember where I was
It’s clear, absolutely no fuzz
English class, at a computer
Teacher absent, never missed her
The door swung wide
“National Guard, get outside!”
Several students left
I remained with the rest
Didn’t know what startled these folks
Found what I thought was a hoax
Some Hollywood hype
Another site I typed
CNN and NBC confirmed
The towers twin—burned
I return back to the now
My dinner finished—but how?
Outside, beyond the glass,
Three flags, raised to half mast
City, state, and nation
One didn’t move from its station
Amazing how even Old Glory
Takes its part in this story
The wind was blowing
Two flags flowing
The third? Motionless,
Drooped in remembrance
Distracted by a flock of birds
Then I remembered those words
Of Mr. Francis Scott Key:
“O say—can you see?”
Friday, August 31, 2012
"I Am New"
I lay my life down
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am new
I am new
All because of You
I am new
I am new
All because of You
I lay my life down
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I lay my life down
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I am changed
I am changed
I'll never be the same
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
You made the Great Exchange
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
I'll never be the same
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am new
I am new
All because of You
I am new
I am new
All because of You
I lay my life down
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I lay my life down
For the sake of You my King
You laid Your life down
You gave me everything
I am changed
I am changed
You made the Great Exchange
I am changed
I am changed
I'll never be the same
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
You made the Great Exchange
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
I'll never be the same
Thursday, August 30, 2012
"Biscuit"
I will do as you ask
I must, however,
Preface this task:
“This is a color?”
I know it as food
Served warm with butter
Fluffy, flaky, wonderful mood
“May I have another?”
Sausage, hot, with gravy
And an egg—boil it!
To the store, for savings!
“Will you buy a toilet?”
I must, however,
Preface this task:
“This is a color?”
I know it as food
Served warm with butter
Fluffy, flaky, wonderful mood
“May I have another?”
Sausage, hot, with gravy
And an egg—boil it!
To the store, for savings!
“Will you buy a toilet?”
Saturday, August 18, 2012
"Hearing Father's Glory"
Simon and Cleopas
Walking to Emmaus
Saddened consternation
Up came a stranger
Asked about the danger
Joined conversation
Stranger told a story:
“Hearing Father’s Glory”
The plan of salvation
Men couldn’t be kinder
Broken bread reminder
Personal revelation
Walking from Emmaus
Simon and Cleopas
Witnesses to the nations
Walking to Emmaus
Saddened consternation
Up came a stranger
Asked about the danger
Joined conversation
Stranger told a story:
“Hearing Father’s Glory”
The plan of salvation
Men couldn’t be kinder
Broken bread reminder
Personal revelation
Walking from Emmaus
Simon and Cleopas
Witnesses to the nations
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
"No More Circles"
Those people followed Moses
They went around in circles
I worked driving buses
I went around in circles
Now we've crossed the Jordan
God brought us to our Promised Land
They went around in circles
I worked driving buses
I went around in circles
Now we've crossed the Jordan
God brought us to our Promised Land
"I'm So Drunk On God"
I'm so drunk on God
I'm so drunk on God
You might call it odd
But me?
I call it God
I'm so drunk on God
You might call it odd
But me?
I call it God
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
"Jesus On My Mind"
You take my breath away
My heart is all aflutter
I'm weak in the knees
I'm undone
Take me, Lord!
Take me!
My heart is all aflutter
I'm weak in the knees
I'm undone
Take me, Lord!
Take me!
Monday, July 30, 2012
"The Sword Of Solomon"
Two mothers grieving
One of them thieving
Before the king
Justice seeking
Only one child crying
One woman clearly lying
"Enough!" Solomon roared.
"Each gets half this ward!"
Liar agrees
Makes no further plea
Real mother travails
God's wisdom prevails
One of them thieving
Before the king
Justice seeking
Only one child crying
One woman clearly lying
"Enough!" Solomon roared.
"Each gets half this ward!"
Liar agrees
Makes no further plea
Real mother travails
God's wisdom prevails
Friday, July 27, 2012
"So Thirsty"
So thirsty
So tired
Third time to the well today
Watering my man’s sheep
When do I get a drink?
So thirsty
Now this other guy wants a drink!
Not happening—he’s a Jew
Any water from me would be “unclean”
Now he offers me—crazy loon!
“Never thirst again,” says he
Now this, this I have to see!
He wants to meet my man
(Even though he’s really not mine)
Will I ever be worth anything
as just me?
So thirsty
He knows!
But how?
He must speak with God
A question burns
So thirsty
I ask
He answers
O, what an answer!
My vessel shatters
I run
Tell everyone I meet,
“Come see! Come see!”
I’m quenched
But they—
so thirsty
“Come see! Come see!”
Watering His sheep
So tired
Third time to the well today
Watering my man’s sheep
When do I get a drink?
So thirsty
Now this other guy wants a drink!
Not happening—he’s a Jew
Any water from me would be “unclean”
Now he offers me—crazy loon!
“Never thirst again,” says he
Now this, this I have to see!
He wants to meet my man
(Even though he’s really not mine)
Will I ever be worth anything
as just me?
So thirsty
He knows!
But how?
He must speak with God
A question burns
So thirsty
I ask
He answers
O, what an answer!
My vessel shatters
I run
Tell everyone I meet,
“Come see! Come see!”
I’m quenched
But they—
so thirsty
“Come see! Come see!”
Watering His sheep
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
"Epic Thistle"
Fell, O bee leavers,
Stine wheeze eat tings trait
Cheese is slurred, lettuce top the eight
Olive Arty references
Olive Arty nom in a shuns
No one, duh, know won want stew joy
Wee! Are shelves doughnut a greed?
Dew wee fall! Oh, Doc Trinn, soft mint
Order weird dove-cod: rice the slurred
Bad ties come, you can fish, Lee
Rink, stance: tie the plea
Half wee! Eva’s top two bee leave
Hat wee! Ken word’s hip inn you knitting
Aching dome've arts
Whit cheesy sat this tart
Top Ted, I’ve hide
Lettuce wok tug ether
And an and hand sighed buy sighed
Sun-seared Lee,
A. Kristy Ann
Stine wheeze eat tings trait
Cheese is slurred, lettuce top the eight
Olive Arty references
Olive Arty nom in a shuns
No one, duh, know won want stew joy
Wee! Are shelves doughnut a greed?
Dew wee fall! Oh, Doc Trinn, soft mint
Order weird dove-cod: rice the slurred
Bad ties come, you can fish, Lee
Rink, stance: tie the plea
Half wee! Eva’s top two bee leave
Hat wee! Ken word’s hip inn you knitting
Aching dome've arts
Whit cheesy sat this tart
Top Ted, I’ve hide
Lettuce wok tug ether
And an and hand sighed buy sighed
Sun-seared Lee,
A. Kristy Ann
Saturday, July 7, 2012
"This Race"
This race is your race, this race is my race
From the black-skinned tribesmen, to the yellow Asians
From the brown and red folk, to the fair-skinned Irish
This race was made to worship God
It’s more than skin tint (we all bleed red blood)
We’re all descended from the seed of Adam
Remember Jesus: we all have grace now!
This race was made to worship God
From the black-skinned tribesmen, to the yellow Asians
From the brown and red folk, to the fair-skinned Irish
This race was made to worship God
It’s more than skin tint (we all bleed red blood)
We’re all descended from the seed of Adam
Remember Jesus: we all have grace now!
This race was made to worship God
adapted from "This Land is Your Land"
Woody Guthrie (1940)
Friday, July 6, 2012
"A Morning Prayer"
Good morning, Lord!
Thank you for the breath in my lungs
Thank you for the joy in my heart
Thank you for the spring in my step
And for the dreams you gave me while I slept
Thank you for my house
Thank you for my children
Thank you for my wife
Thank you, Lord, for all you do in my life
Thank you for the breath in my lungs
Thank you for the joy in my heart
Thank you for the spring in my step
And for the dreams you gave me while I slept
Thank you for my house
Thank you for my children
Thank you for my wife
Thank you, Lord, for all you do in my life
Thursday, July 5, 2012
"Forgiveness 451"
I’m almost there
Forty-less-one to go
Seventy times seven is the max
After that I hold a grudge
He keeps hurting
Keeps “repenting” too
I don’t buy it and now
It’s me in front of the Judge
Forty-less-one to go
Seventy times seven is the max
After that I hold a grudge
He keeps hurting
Keeps “repenting” too
I don’t buy it and now
It’s me in front of the Judge
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
"A Moment Of Awe"
Socrates would readily agree:
Behold! What Beauty!
As she lies in repose,
Here is what I suppose:
To capture this moment,
Parade it before the world,
Enraptured that She has been found!
Then, upon seeing the ring,
I realize:
I already have
Behold! What Beauty!
As she lies in repose,
Here is what I suppose:
To capture this moment,
Parade it before the world,
Enraptured that She has been found!
Then, upon seeing the ring,
I realize:
I already have
Saturday, June 23, 2012
"Hail To The King"
Hail to the King, He who chose us ere creation!
Hail to the King: we’ll worship Him, one and all!
Hail to the King as we rest in His salvation:
Humble fulfillment of His great, holy call
Yours is the name by which all men are savèd
This you have done, if only we’ll believe
Hail to the one who descended from King David!
Hail to the Almighty! Hail to our King!
Hail to the King: we’ll worship Him, one and all!
Hail to the King as we rest in His salvation:
Humble fulfillment of His great, holy call
Yours is the name by which all men are savèd
This you have done, if only we’ll believe
Hail to the one who descended from King David!
Hail to the Almighty! Hail to our King!
adapted from "Hail to the Chief"
Public Domain
"(Beached) White"
Foamy waves breaking
Puffy clouds floating
‘Coaster knuckles gripping
Ocean spray happily splashing
Distant boats sailing
Chattering gulls eating
—bloated bird—pooping
Carefree teeth happily flashing
Puffy clouds floating
‘Coaster knuckles gripping
Ocean spray happily splashing
Distant boats sailing
Chattering gulls eating
—bloated bird—pooping
Carefree teeth happily flashing
"Seashore Crescendo"
Wind whispering
Happy clapping waves
Ebb and flow of traffic
Rock and reggae blaring
Laughter of children playing
Attention starved gulls chattering
Thumping hearts of lovers young and lovers old
Happy clapping waves
Ebb and flow of traffic
Rock and reggae blaring
Laughter of children playing
Attention starved gulls chattering
Thumping hearts of lovers young and lovers old
Thursday, June 21, 2012
"It's The Law"
Twinkle, twinkle, lights ahead
Could be orange or blue and red
It’s not really worth a frown
Just move over or slow down
Twinkle, twinkle, lights ahead:
Now the workers shall not dread!
Could be orange or blue and red
It’s not really worth a frown
Just move over or slow down
Twinkle, twinkle, lights ahead:
Now the workers shall not dread!
adapted from "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star"
Public Domain
"The Sword Of Daniel"
Sun-scorched
World
Of
Rebellious
Deeds,
Offering
Falsehoods,
Death,
And
Necromancy
In
Equal
Levels
By sword,
By flame,
By captivity,
By spoil they fell
Persia, once lush and green,
Is now, in the desert, unseen
Sin sat enthroned
Selling souls, dealing stones
Babylon the great is defeated
Once for all, king unseated
Daniel’s sword:
Jesus’ word
World
Of
Rebellious
Deeds,
Offering
Falsehoods,
Death,
And
Necromancy
In
Equal
Levels
By sword,
By flame,
By captivity,
By spoil they fell
Persia, once lush and green,
Is now, in the desert, unseen
Sin sat enthroned
Selling souls, dealing stones
Babylon the great is defeated
Once for all, king unseated
Daniel’s sword:
Jesus’ word
Monday, June 18, 2012
"Father's Day V"
Slept in late
Wrapped surprises
Superhero boys
Great things in little packages
Heart touched by sermon
Nap
Brief road trip
Home cooked meal
Slobber doggie ball
Naked belly flops
Twinkle, twinkle little smiles
Tears of joy
Wrapped surprises
Superhero boys
Great things in little packages
Heart touched by sermon
Nap
Brief road trip
Home cooked meal
Slobber doggie ball
Naked belly flops
Twinkle, twinkle little smiles
Tears of joy
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
"Be Afraid"
Be afraid.
I shall not
sleep well tonight,
for I will
remember
my sins from today
and
the wrath of God:
He consumes
my every thought.
Is
Jesus
truly
my savior?
Is
He?
Yes!
He
is
my savior!
Truly,
Jesus
is
my every thought.
He consumes
the wrath of God
and
my sins from today.
Remember!
For I will
sleep well tonight.
I shall not
be afraid!
I shall not
sleep well tonight,
for I will
remember
my sins from today
and
the wrath of God:
He consumes
my every thought.
Is
Jesus
truly
my savior?
Is
He?
Yes!
He
is
my savior!
Truly,
Jesus
is
my every thought.
He consumes
the wrath of God
and
my sins from today.
Remember!
For I will
sleep well tonight.
I shall not
be afraid!
Monday, May 28, 2012
"To Put Into Verse"
To put into verse
A life-changing encounter
Takes away its worth
Reduces it with closure
A poem I could publish
even leave on a shelf
Rather than write it
I will be the song myself
The event demands a response
but words come with such ease
I was replanted—firmly ensconced—
and a tree only waves in the breeze
A life-changing encounter
Takes away its worth
Reduces it with closure
A poem I could publish
even leave on a shelf
Rather than write it
I will be the song myself
The event demands a response
but words come with such ease
I was replanted—firmly ensconced—
and a tree only waves in the breeze
Monday, April 30, 2012
"We Three Boys"
We three boys of captivity
Loving God, we chose not to eat
Pepp’ry spices, sacrifices
Refused the idol meat
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
Soon the king announced he was proud:
Work of gold, demanded we bow
Fiery furnace, he would burn us
Still we did not go down
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
King afraid, he begged us recant
Fearing God, we declared, “We can’t”
Angry sire: “Stoke the fire!
Live longer? No they shan’t!”
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
Bold the king, he sat back and beamed
Three went in but four men were seen
“They’re deserving, yet not burning!”
Pondering what this means:
“O God their savior, God of might
Hebrews’ God is surely right
Ever speaking, still they’re preaching
His Word is believers’ life!”
These three youths of legend and more
Legacy we shall not ignore
Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego
Proclaiming Christ is Lord!
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
Loving God, we chose not to eat
Pepp’ry spices, sacrifices
Refused the idol meat
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
Soon the king announced he was proud:
Work of gold, demanded we bow
Fiery furnace, he would burn us
Still we did not go down
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
King afraid, he begged us recant
Fearing God, we declared, “We can’t”
Angry sire: “Stoke the fire!
Live longer? No they shan’t!”
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
Bold the king, he sat back and beamed
Three went in but four men were seen
“They’re deserving, yet not burning!”
Pondering what this means:
“O God their savior, God of might
Hebrews’ God is surely right
Ever speaking, still they’re preaching
His Word is believers’ life!”
These three youths of legend and more
Legacy we shall not ignore
Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego
Proclaiming Christ is Lord!
O God our savior, God of might
Lord with royal beauty bright!
Ever speaking, still repeating
Thy Word to our ears’ delight!
adapted from "We Three Kings"
John Henry Hopkins, Jr. (1857)
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
"O Beautiful"
O beautiful in Heaven’s light,
How can we be with You?
For contrast us with holiness
There’s nothing we can do!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
You took our sin away!
You nailed it to a rugged cross
And gave us a new day!
O beautiful Thy sacrifice,
Thou perfect lamb of peace:
Gave up your life and forgave us,
Revoking satan’s lease!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
Redeemer of the lost!
And come quickly to claim thy Bride,
Those ransomed at great cost!
O beautiful Thou holy Lord,
We worship Thee above,
For wonder and in gratitude
Your everlasting love!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
God shed His grace through Thee
And crown thy brow with righteousness
From birth to victory!
How can we be with You?
For contrast us with holiness
There’s nothing we can do!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
You took our sin away!
You nailed it to a rugged cross
And gave us a new day!
O beautiful Thy sacrifice,
Thou perfect lamb of peace:
Gave up your life and forgave us,
Revoking satan’s lease!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
Redeemer of the lost!
And come quickly to claim thy Bride,
Those ransomed at great cost!
O beautiful Thou holy Lord,
We worship Thee above,
For wonder and in gratitude
Your everlasting love!
Jesus the Christ! Jesus the Christ!
God shed His grace through Thee
And crown thy brow with righteousness
From birth to victory!
adapted from "America the Beautiful"
Katharine Lee Bates (1895)
Saturday, April 14, 2012
"Caught In The Act"
I found myself needing him
Never thought we’d fall to sin
He embraced me
Then disgraced me
And left me alone again
I started to sob
Then came an angry mob
Broke down the doors
Dragged me on floors
Even kids began to cod:
“Married, married!
Quite contrary!
How d’you like the taste of stone?”
Postponing the task,
They pause to ask:
“Worthy teacher,
How would Moses reach her?”
Strain to see thro’ teary mask
Ignoring my hurt,
He draws in the dirt
Now he rises
Sees their disguises?
“The sinless may throw first”
(Glaring, staring)
Stones they carried
One by one they drop, echo
I am shocked
I was not rocked!
He looks me in the eye
“None to condemn, nor shall I”
True love unblocked
He turns to leave
I long to cleave
Stops at the door,
“Go. Sin no more.”
I am, of shame, relieved
Never thought we’d fall to sin
He embraced me
Then disgraced me
And left me alone again
I started to sob
Then came an angry mob
Broke down the doors
Dragged me on floors
Even kids began to cod:
“Married, married!
Quite contrary!
How d’you like the taste of stone?”
Postponing the task,
They pause to ask:
“Worthy teacher,
How would Moses reach her?”
Strain to see thro’ teary mask
Ignoring my hurt,
He draws in the dirt
Now he rises
Sees their disguises?
“The sinless may throw first”
(Glaring, staring)
Stones they carried
One by one they drop, echo
I am shocked
I was not rocked!
He looks me in the eye
“None to condemn, nor shall I”
True love unblocked
He turns to leave
I long to cleave
Stops at the door,
“Go. Sin no more.”
I am, of shame, relieved
Thursday, April 12, 2012
"Time To Die"
Belligerent
Anti-
Roman
Activist
Blood boiling
BLUDGEON!
Anger
Satiated
Caught
Slammer
Tried
Guilty
Convicted
Sentenced
Time to die
Realization
Not really God’s will
Time to die
Not ready
Sorry
Forgive?
Pardon?
Please God!
Sorry!
Need a priest—
Need a lamb!
Who is that?
Governor questioning
No response
Silent before accusers
Not like me
Not at all
Governor questions
Crowd this time
They shout my name
What was the question?
“CRUCIFY!”
Time to die
Not ready
Soldier approaches
Sneering and smirking
Raises fist
Jingle of keys?
Hands unbound
Shoved down hall
Pushed out door
Bright sunlight
Blinding
But now I see
I am pardoned
I am free
He took my place
Anti-
Roman
Activist
Blood boiling
BLUDGEON!
Anger
Satiated
Caught
Slammer
Tried
Guilty
Convicted
Sentenced
Time to die
Realization
Not really God’s will
Time to die
Not ready
Sorry
Forgive?
Pardon?
Please God!
Sorry!
Need a priest—
Need a lamb!
Who is that?
Governor questioning
No response
Silent before accusers
Not like me
Not at all
Governor questions
Crowd this time
They shout my name
What was the question?
“CRUCIFY!”
Time to die
Not ready
Soldier approaches
Sneering and smirking
Raises fist
Jingle of keys?
Hands unbound
Shoved down hall
Pushed out door
Bright sunlight
Blinding
But now I see
I am pardoned
I am free
He took my place
Monday, April 2, 2012
"Interview Answers"
Enough
Thirty-seven
As much wood as he could
Seventy-seven inches
No
Yes
Not likely
Usually not
Depends on the size of the swimming pool
Glue (and bubblegum)
Thirty-seven
As much wood as he could
Seventy-seven inches
No
Yes
Not likely
Usually not
Depends on the size of the swimming pool
Glue (and bubblegum)
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
"I Have My Being"
I’ve built up an indelible façade
So glad you love me, God
You see right through me
But still you come unto me
I’m done in, this “me” you’ve undone
Shared your life, gave up your son
A vapor in the wind am I
Here one moment, then I fly
Because of unveiled lovely face,
I revive, breathing in your grace
I may only be a moment
But I’m yours, and that’s worth it
It’s on you that I must lean
And through you, Lord, I have my being
So glad you love me, God
You see right through me
But still you come unto me
I’m done in, this “me” you’ve undone
Shared your life, gave up your son
A vapor in the wind am I
Here one moment, then I fly
Because of unveiled lovely face,
I revive, breathing in your grace
I may only be a moment
But I’m yours, and that’s worth it
It’s on you that I must lean
And through you, Lord, I have my being
Sunday, January 29, 2012
"Climax"
pursued with patience
hugged by hope
caressed from the cross
kissed by kindness
warmed by wisdom
groped by grace
aroused by atonement
flushed by faith
pulsing with peace
ravished by righteousness
glistening with glory
held by holiness
seduced by my Savior
hugged by hope
caressed from the cross
kissed by kindness
warmed by wisdom
groped by grace
aroused by atonement
flushed by faith
pulsing with peace
ravished by righteousness
glistening with glory
held by holiness
seduced by my Savior
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