December 9, 2015 The Red Horse and His Rider When the Lamb opens the second seal The red horse and his rider will go out With power to take the peace of this world That the end is then nigh there is no doubt But will the rider find any peace on this earth... 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
December 7, 2015 Sea of Umbrellas They aren’t Oregonians, that’s for sure. This sea of umbrellas must be somewhere that people are afraid of melting or that a little rain will mess up their perfectly coiffed hair. One hundred percent chance of rain—real drenching rain, not a mere drizzle—and there wouldn’t... 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: 20
November 25, 2015 An Unexplainable Feeling The current prompt at dVerse Poets Pub is to write poetry as a vehicle for emotion, which is pretty much what most poetry is anyway. When I read the prompt, I immediately knew the emotion I wanted to write about, but wasn’t sure how I... 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: 9
November 20, 2015 What We Deserve We think we all deserve God’s love All good gifts that come from above A good God wouldn’t send folks to hell And therefore the story we tell saves all with love Except, of course, men like Hitler Terrorists and Jeffrey Dahmer They don’t deserve... 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
November 18, 2015 Daddy Isn’t Here Daddy isn’t here anymore He left this world before my son was born Yet I see him each day in the heart of my son The length of his arms and the smile I adore We didn’t follow Daddy to the church When he was gone... 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: 22
November 12, 2015 Joy I’ve been working on finalizing the manuscript for my holiday poetry book, which I’ll be publishing on CreateSpace and Kindle in the next week or so. I decided the “Advent to Christmas” section was a little thin; plus when I try a new form I... 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: 13
November 10, 2015 The Weather Here and There The Meeting the Bar prompt at dVerse Poets Pub today is to write about the weather outside our window. Well, the weather here in Oregon is a bit boring today. A little chilly, but we’re having a break from the rain. So I’ve strayed from... 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: 15
November 5, 2015 Not Unforgiven The Meeting the Bar prompt at dVerse Poets Pub today is brought to us by De Jackson who wants us to write using the poetic device of enjambment (which is when thought doesn’t end at the end of a line of poetry but spills over... 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: 23
November 1, 2015 Spiritual Coup The past has no hold on me it reveals my old self but I am new Created in Christ Jesus in an amazing spiritual coup I’m not sure when it happened though it happens day by day I become more like my Savior in the most marvelous... 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
October 31, 2015 Grafted I was a wild olive shoot wandering lost and alone certain I could thrive on skill all my own Lived a wild and crazy life no one to answer to sowing seeds of great regret searching for something new Though I had creativity wisdom was far away focus was quite... 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