Lord, I don’t know the lie I’m believing Can’t identify how the devil’s deceiving But I feel the weight It’s affecting my gait And I want to be free for your Eden. I’ve become so serious, joy stunted by pain Not well received, abdicated my claim The devil delights In this choice of great priceContinue reading “Lord, Teach Me to Play”
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Unlock and Renew
God, are you there? I know that you are, It’s just that I can’t Feel your heat somehow. Will you hold me so close, Press me into your chest, So I beat with your pulse And in You find rest? I want to reach out Even when “I don’t care”. I know that deep downContinue reading “Unlock and Renew”
Between the two extremes, of virtue: vice and vice There lies a point supreme, heroic effort be the price. It stands to reason that this point is quite a moving target To know just how and when to act is difficult, gosh darn it!!
Have you ever tried to find that perfect balance spot In which a balance board doesn’t teeter, tilt or drop? I can tell you that in trying, I repeatedly do fall The board drops down and hits the ground And gravity applauds. This tendency to dip, to the right or to the left Concupiscence, theContinue reading “Interior Vertigo”
I’m restless, defenseless, no one understands When stuck in this torment, I can’t comprehend. Thoughts racing, resentment, I’m angry and sad I’m wrestling with both what is and what had. My mind in the clutch of the Dangerous Foe Who hisses, then nudges, then screams, “Don’t let go!” “Take a stand with demands, these peopleContinue reading “Letting Go”
You don’t see what I see Don’t shudder at atrocity You see beneath, you see beyond The present can’t make you undone. It seems that things from long ago Have twisted, warped and changed my soul I didn’t know it at the time But now I writhe, and don’t know why. These things are messy,Continue reading “Divine Kintsugi”
This is gross, out of place There’s not enough space How on earth have we stayed here so long? I thought that I cleaned Made things look pristine, But now I can see I was wrong. I was wearing these glasses That had me distracted From how all things looked in the light. They gaveContinue reading “Clean House”
Who Am I to Write?
Who am I to write It keeps me up at night This thought that I don’t matter Serves only as my ladder To dark depression, utter unrest Believing I’ve failed too many tests, But let’s take a look at this negative dive, Perhaps the severity indicates lies? If I did not matter, why would IContinue reading “Who Am I to Write?”
Firm, hard, Doesn’t give. Its strength meets my step, Assuring my grip. Reality holds In this tension I find, Where foot hits the ground Consistency binds. That Truth does exist In what always will be Brings not only comfort But is grounding to me. It gives me my footing When I can’t see ahead. ItContinue reading “Solid Ground”
Image and Likeness
I Am Who Am Tells me who I am And in that my dignity lies His Image and Likeness Are clues to my Christ-ness Ipse or alter both true. His Image is Union E pluribus Unum Our God is never alone Eternal Communion The key, no delusion, To why we’re created at all. His LikenessContinue reading “Image and Likeness”