Category Archives: Poems

For allegedly not existing, God is quiet powerful… Meting Expectations I could scarcely take it in Where God met And exceeded My expectations Which was awe The more true If God didn’t exist

I aspire to be a juggernaut of whimsy… Flimsy Whimsy His whimsy Wins shot threw With wholes As bowling over An incalculable number of angles Dancing on a pinhead And broke in The mine Of the presser Like a reed … Continue reading →

In recent years I have realized that literally anything can be gaslighted. This seems to be related to our huge capacity to rationalize, particularly when anything happens to get in the way of something we want. This poem is a … Continue reading →

Just One My soul possession is What God gives me There is just Won thing you can Urn

Being able to simultaneously mourn and act urgently is the true multitasking of this age. Time of Daze There’s daze When awe ready Finding oneself At high noon Soully too realize Never enough mourning In the time of daze High … Continue reading →

Playing it safe is tricky. So is trusting God or others… A Safe Abet Lored God Awe might he Most people want A safe Abet A prison No one Can break into And deliberately restricted heir

I see deep passion is a touchstone for abundant life. What makes you come alive? I hope that your passions are contagious! Killer Passions Do you think His passions killed him I certainly Hope Sow

Let’s table Homeland Security… What Wood Be In listing Homeland Security Jesus They came for A cross The weigh From the garden And the vineyard owner said Oh That owed thing I AM A kind Of carpenter I made that … Continue reading →

O marvelous infinity! O What Move He I Marvel™ At being Infinity stoned Weather graphic Novel Or cartoonish characters Onto the big screen Culled out Fore that yet bigger O what move he

This poem is a meditation on the overzealous “we are defined by actions” crowd and the oft underappreciated power of words. Speech Less They tolled us In know uncertain terms Words are useless We are measured by our actions So … Continue reading →

Sometimes we are both overwhelmed and underwhelmed. There must be another way… Spiritual Cry Sees The sobs The sobs The SOBs I happened Up on Staggering awareness Falling on my as I was In during what seams Like eternity A … Continue reading →

Prevent truth decay. Truth Decay He was a consumer Of lies Both petty and stupendous Gorge in himself On the stuff of airs And pablum bequeath him Relegated to swill Chewing over Just Mouthing what is the laudest Leaving a … Continue reading →

Yearning In Sight He stared Into the efface of God He couldn’t take A good look Fore God’s creatures And awe of creation A rainbow of colors For me and hue Yearning in sight Soully to counter Arrear forum of … Continue reading →