Poetry

Opus of Praise

LORD, we bring You an offering of praise, and we know You accept it from us gladly!  But even so, no words could ever express, no lips could ever speak, nothing uttered in this lifetime or the next, nothing that has been imagined or purposed can ascribe to You the praise that is due to …

Trust

Trust Will I, won’t I, Should I trust? Perhaps I can, And it’s a must. Men and women, Hear my call. Dubious honor, Doesn’t fall. To trust is earned, Is what they say, If that is true, Why trust today? Love is sacred, And if it’s not, Trust believes, What Christ forgot. As an act …

Tenets of Life

There are principles that govern us as human beings.  They are inlaid within a person by God, as jewels are fixed to a crown.  What I have achieved will never be noticed without the context of our life experiences.  If you are an over-achiever, you will believe little in what the world has to say …

Closing Argument

Icy glares and cold lit stares. Fall on walls in even glares. Beneath the flames of energy, A time has come for you and me. The silence opens and splits the night, The calling is the heaven’s blight. Satan rocks the icy grave, Where door of death gave way to save. Christ’s victory has spoken …

how can you not be sad?

How do you not be sad? A sigh prolonged within its wall, But for the darkness, rivers fall. Tremors in the lower base, Divots formed upon my face. Facing days with lone remorse, Friends to no one on its course. How can you not be mad? Eyes raw and red, the hardest years, Brought about …

Pride

Bent on hell and my flesh afire, I’m destitute of God’s desire. If I honor Christ in my arrest, Yes, honor will my heart attest. Evil shrouds in conceited lust, Contorting lies as demons must. Their throat’s guttural dismay, Live the fade in sick decay. I lied, I laughed, and then I fell, It twisted …

Noah’s Promise

Prayers are like wishes, Like soft spoken kisses, Summons from a faraway land. I am here, but away, I am gone, but I stay, Here near your throne of command. Though distressed and afraid, Be my thoughts not dismayed, For God’s voice is so very near. Though mighty storms clash, Into white, cindery ash, My …