She raises both arms to
Free the clasps binding her
Long, lush hair. It explodes
Down her back, taking my
Breath away.
Tag: Poetry
Midnight Swim
One thing my wife and I
Used to do was go to a
Private lake at midnight
And go for a cool, relaxing
Swim. It was so peaceful
Under the moonlight. We
Don’t do it anymore, but
The memories remain of
The days of youth.
Earth from Above
If you could sit on a cloud,
You could see the boundary
Lines between countries.
But the people would be
Too small to see–not so
With Jesus.
Hello Monday
Monday finally has arrived.
The wicked weekend has
Finally gone away and we
Can consider ourselves
Liberated. It’s going to be
A great week. No looking
At the calendar!
Real Estate
There is real estate and
There is unreal estate. We
Don’t really own anything,
Real estate included. We’re
Just borrowing it. From
Who? You know.
Organ
There is nothing so
Majestic as an organ
Booming it’s notes
In a church. The
Sense of worship is
Stimulated by its
Heavenly tones.
Immortal
How many people remember
The beginning of a dream,
Ancient as dawn, a dream of
Destiny, conjuring up the
Flesh, the earth, the dream
We were once one soul?
Your Life is Waiting
Life is short. Don’t waste it.
Opportunities are everywhere.
Go for it. Your life is waiting!
Please
We say please with our
Mouths full, no one as
Hungry as me and he
Devouring this tree.
Soulful Eyes
My wife and I were driving
Down the highway one night
And picked up in the headlights
A figure of a little girl. My wife
Got out of the car and walked
Her to our car. She was
Shivering and said she was
Lost and that her name was
Hanna. She had the most
Strikingly soulful eyes.
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