Writing feels clunky this morning.
Not flowing, not free.
Words free, yet lack resonance.
Dreams unanswered.
Category: Poetry
Monday
Tomorrow is neigh,
Monday lurks beyond the dark,
At dawn it shall pounce.
Ok, enough on tech. Time to return to some poetry for awhile.
May your next week be glorious and satisfying.
Too Much Life, Not Enough Time
Life,
Laden with excitement
Delights brim from myriad sources.
Work,
So much needed
Too much pain, no sitting idle.
Time,
Human limits, faced by needed rest
Demands of family.
Limitations,
All I want to do
So much to care, to love.
Focus,
Unable to complete all I see.
Trim the lesser… and Live!
Before Dawn’s Touch
Night embraces me
Lingering this early morn.
Sunlight rises soon.
After Dawn
Sunlight greets the morn
Shadows play in dew soaked grass
Bird’s call, anointing.
Hallelujah
The sun rose with filtered light,
Dawn’s still stronger than the night
Hope arises, born anew
Even when the skies aren’t blue.
Though we shake, we know the truth
That fear won’t win, not absolute.
Redemption frees us from our doubt.
Then our silence becomes a shout.
Hallelujah.
Freedom from Sin
Sorry
Mistook you
For a sinner.
Shall we
Transfer your soul
Into that rock?
It shall feel
More at
Home.
More War Footage
Souls freed by horror.
More bodies dead then alive.
Chaos, war, madness.
Death’s Density
Death, dense,
Beyond neutron stars.
Black holes where
Nothing escapes
Light itself,
Impotent.
Light, space itself
Warped by the power
Of this empty absence.
All nearby, changed,
Bent, disformed.
Eternity.
Heavenward Cinquain
I know
Staring skyward
Sky’s uncaring coolness
Without emotion, save wonder
Beauty