#tbt Past Poetry: Wyrd

#tbt Past Poetry: Wyrd

Wyrd Feb 2007 When the west wind whips And the wary wanderer weeps – When the world watches in silence And women whisper words of truth While men work without complaint – When whimsical wants are willfully forgotten, And worship wins out over play –...
#tbt Past Poetry: Headgear

#tbt Past Poetry: Headgear

Headgear November 2012 My newfound goal in life Since finding myself in You, Is to humble myself The way You were humbled, Live for others, Forgive, And love, So that I too might wear a crown And finally, Upon meeting You Face to face, Throw it at Your feet With all...
#TBT Past Poetry: Lines of Fire

#TBT Past Poetry: Lines of Fire

Lines of Fire October 2007 The blood sun sank below the horizon, But another red blazed in the darkness. While people waited, impotent and lame, The monster consumed all things in his path. And, while people watched, the creature raged on. Here, blue isn’t the color...
#TBT Past Poetry: Balance

#TBT Past Poetry: Balance

Balance December 2012 One of the hardest things for me Is trying to find a balance. I usually tend towards the worldly – Bills to pay, Chores to do, Errands to run, Things to check off my list. But what happens when I fall The other way? – And I only want To worship,...
#TBT Past Poetry: Rain

#TBT Past Poetry: Rain

Rain April 2004 Rain. The taste, the smell, the feel & essence.   That cold purity of Nature. The freshness that only comes after a storm, The feel of the drops on my skin Flowing down my back, Through my hair, Clinging to my eyelashes. Rain. Drizzle....