A watchful Eye

He just watches…
While I try, while I cry

He just watches…
While I become confused, feel abused, as if part of a ruse

He just watches…
While time escalates, my words disseminate, yet hearts around me seem to disintegrate

And yet,

This I know…
He watches with assurance, with peacefulness and with confidence

This I know…
He watches not as a spectator who cannot play, but as a Victor just watching the scenes change, knowing exactly when to appear.

This I know…
He is not required to play by my rules…
Isn’t it the other way around?

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If I was to explain me in a day
You wouldn’t understand a thing I say
If I separated all the reds from blues
Lavender would never be a hue

Half the time I think I see so clear
And all the while I’m looking
I can’t seem to hear
What touches me I cannot feel
Things I taste have lost appeal
My senses can’t discern reality
But Jesus knows the ins and outs of me

We spend a lot of time coining words
And sing of what is and isn’t love
I’ve made every mistake inside my heart
Some are seen by you, but just in part

We’re all the same upon this earthly sod
It’s evident to me we can’t be God
I need a savior separate from this flesh
Who went through and paid for all the tests

Half the time I think I see so clear
And all the while I’m looking
I can’t seem to hear
What touches me I cannot feel
Things I taste have lost appeal
My senses can’t discern reality
But Jesus knows the ins and outs of me

I will trust the words that Jesus says
When I can’t figure out this lonely place
Within my heart His Holy Spirit dwells
And keeps me from the din of cosmic knells

His mercy never fails to deliver
A song that reminds me I’m a winner
A thousand times a day I may fail
Ten thousand times ten thousand I’ll prevail

Half the time I think I see so clear
And all the while I’m looking
I can’t seem to hear
What touches me I cannot feel
Things I taste have lost appeal
My senses can’t discern reality
But Jesus knows the ins and outs of me

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Spring

Chilled to the bone

With warm overtones

Waiting for green

To be seen

Spring’s almost here

 

Spring is here

The calendar reads

Time for hoeing and seeds

Winter jackets close by

Though I’d rather defy

Cause Spring is here

 

Spring is here

Myself I keep saying

To keep me from fraying

I’m going to miss it

I have to admit it

Spring is here

 

Spring is here

I have this ideal

But my vision’s not real

The review will be faulty

Both sweet and salty

Spring is here

 

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Strong Syllables

I am afraid of deep waters

I know not what lies under

I need a bridge

 

I am afraid of bridges

Underneath there is deep waters

And bridges creak and break

Under pressure

 

Safe bridges are words

Encouraging words

Loving words

Helping words

I cross over on the sound of them

To a safe and secure place

 

I cross over on the memory of them

I engrave them in my mind

And never let them go.

They strengthen me

As I repeat them I strengthen them.

I preserve them

They preserve me

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Secular and Sacred

Cat

On floor

Meows and hungers

 

I

In chair

Points to food

 

Meow

She wants

A little more

 

Calling

I beckon

Her to come

 

Crying

To God

Where are you

 

Hears

My Son

Died for you

 

Come

To Him

Cry no more

 

Tears

And silence

Both get louder

 

Cat

Jumps up

Feels safe again

 

Pride

In some

Shuts the door

 

(A haynaku)

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Wrestling With Restlessness

Stabilize my heart Oh Lord

I am like water

My thoughts drift

And my feet follow

Suddenly my words change

Then I look and some one else has taken my place

 

Strengthen your hold on me Oh Lord

For weeds grow where fruit should flourish

Soil is dry

Cannot be nourished

Time moves

Weakness grows

 

Settle the storm within me Oh Lord

The wild bronc within

Follows no direction

There is contentment in the even tide

Help me find it

And there abideabide

 

(Followed no prompt but my own)

 

 

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Two clerihews

For day 25 I shall write two clerihews to make up for the earth day poem I repeated

Mildred

My mother was Mildred

She kept five clothed and well fed

Now I have two of my own

Awaiting the harvest of seeds that she has sown

 

Bill

Poetry started for me with my brother Bill

After three years he’s long since quit but I continue still

He has gone on to statistics and has no extra time

Oh, what are the odds I would have all this rhyme

l

 

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