Tuesday, May 21, 2019

The waiting game

The waiting game    5/21/2019


Frozen to glass
Spinning and flat
All that we were
And are. 

Lost to time
Far away from here
A mirrored double
Asleep in the dust.

Broken in pieces
Our shattered self
Beaten down  
And beaten out. 

Caught in a web
Paralyzed by poison
Blood sucked out
Dead and dumb

The world cries
With secret longing
Another day
And another hour.

Hell on earth
And sword in stone
Waiting for
a sacred heart. 

Friday, April 12, 2019

The time you have

The Time You Have                             4/12/2019


With age should come wisdom
But all too often saturated
With longing and regret
For all that we wasted
And all that we lost. 

But with faith
Comes understanding
And peace enough
To see
And to know.

Content in the knowledge
That time is all we have
And that it is better to be good
Than it is to be great. 

Knowing that you can lose
Almost everything
And yet still remain
Undefeated.  

Safe in the memory
That all of us are wounded
But strong enough
To break free
From victim hood.

For God knows all
And sometimes
Must break our heart
To save our soul.

Plucked from safety
And plunged into cold waters
To test us
And try us.

Forced down a path
We might not have taken
The road far less traveled
Hard, sharp and pressing.

Without means of escape
And no one left
On which to lean
The growing pains of faith
To do or die. 

One foot in front of the other
Day after day
And hour after hour
Walking it out
And living it through. 

Emerging from the shadows
Renewed and reborn
At peace with our selves
Through faith and prayer.

More free
Than we ever knew
No longer asleep
And no longer blind.

Far enough away
To see clear
Through the fog
Of raw emotions
And temporary
Frustrations. 

Uncovering the treasure
Long hidden
Under our nose
The pearl of priceless treasure
Ours to keep.

A personal peace
And quiet contentment
That all is understood
And all is forgiven.

For every tear has a purpose
As numberless as dreams
And every disappointment
A lesson
To be learned
And revered. 

Traveling backwards
We remember the good 
Long forgotten thoughts,
Feelings, and emotions
Glittering like diamonds.

And it is then
We know
And then that we smile
Even when it hurts
Head held high.

We have it now
All that we need
And we are healed
Fearless and free.   

I have made my prayer
And I know it is heard
In perfect peace
Though the tempest blow
And the waters foam. 

No matter what happens
We are in his hands
Safe at home
One to another. 

Nothing is ever lost
If it is treasured
No matter how far
Or how long
Every single word
And every single person.

No matter where
And no matter how
Nothing can break
What God has planned.
And in him we must trust
Beginning to end.



Thursday, March 28, 2019

Depth Finder


The Depth Finder                                          3/28/2019  

Dig it up
And drag it out
Every last betrayal
And every last lie. 

Uncover the bones
And let us see
How they died
Those who know
And cannot speak.

Cast your nets
And drag them deep
Hauling up the secrets
Hidden in the sea.

The deepest darkest parts
In the deepest trench
The blackest of the black
Sunken in secret.

Open the vaults
And tear open
The seals
The deliberately hidden
To hide
And conceal. 

Let it all come out
And let it all unravel
The murderous truth
Of who what and when.

Worse than you think
And worse than you guess
The treacherous plots
To murder and steal. 

Crucifying others
For what they themselves
Have done
The slithering reptiles
Hidden in the grass. 

Hook them and pull them
And hold them up
To the glass
Exposed for all
To wail and gnash. 

Finish is right
Finish it full
Poured out for all
The cup and the wrath. 

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Scattershot

Scattershot              3/13/2019

Eight percent
And eight an hour
Poisoning themselves
Asleep in the dirt.

Silence can tell you
Everything
And this also
You must know.

The words are written
In our heart
First received
Then shed.

Opened vein
Onto a blank
White screen
Decades tumbling
Thoughts, feelings, and words.

Some will never know
And many will never see
The end from the middle
Sudden and sharp.

Lured into a trap
A crossfire killbox
Half way there
And half way home.

Frozen into memory
Like dreams trapped in amber
Both alive and dead
And waiting
To be born.

We did not know then
What is so clear today
The evil hearts of men
Anything to gain
And anything to win.

Crueler than we dreamed
They who murder without shame
Telegraphing their intent
For you and for me.

The end game looms
For any who might challenge
and any who might question
The incoming mass
Compliant and dumb. 

The great accuser hides
behind the curtain
Pulling strings and levers
Passing others
Through the fire.

Let it all come out
Every hidden secret 
Pulled up and out 
Exposed to the light
And burned by the sun.








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