April 26, 2017 Servant Leader Serving is a blessing when those you serve are not expecting what they so deserve Put a happy smile on another’s face Go the extra mile by showing them grace Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 3
April 24, 2017 Billy Austin Did you ever get a song stuck in your head? A happy little jingle about sunshine ahead? In my head tonight is Billy Austin’s Tale of tragic plight Come listen ____________________________ I’ve been trying to write my 30-word poems this month without commentary. Each poem... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 2
April 24, 2017 A Mini-Psalm “He has saved me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling.” Psalm 116:8 (NLT). Dark fog surrounded me Torrential tears drowned I besought God, Grant me relief from my despair He answered me Cleared away dark clouds Dried my tears Praise be... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comment: 1
April 23, 2017 The Game This game of life and death I want to win, do my best Best is not good enough Perfect the winning stuff So I trust my substitute Jesus, Jesse’s root Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 0
April 22, 2017 Comfort She’s here with me in this place Comforting me with God’s grace I miss her every day Yet Jesus made a way Redemption for us two Letting hope break through Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 3
April 21, 2017 A Lipogram without an “A” When upon one moonlit night I strolled rough contours of deepest dell, frightful gorge I spied this very funny George Wiley wisp upon the moors Become his friend I might Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 4
April 20, 2017 Deep Roots “It was majestic in beauty, with its spreading boughs, for its roots went down to abundant water.” Ezekiel 31:7 I sink my roots deep in the Word of God for nourishment and strength I grow stronger each day spreading boughs of hope and grace With... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 11
April 19, 2017 Creation of an Idea In the beginning was a blank page and a thirty-day challenge My mind spoke Let there be thirty-word poems And there was an idea Poems emerged From chaos came order Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 10
April 18, 2017 Dying Slowly If I’d been the thief on the cross Dying next to Jesus last Friday Today I’d be in His paradise Instead of hanging here still Dying a little each day __________________________ Decided to share this melancholy poem as a postcard to the other side for... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 31
April 17, 2017 Misled People think depression is being super sad All you have to do is decide to be happy instead But it’s more hopeless and much less when one’s misled by platitudes Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 7
