Plenty of words cross my mind
Lines of muse that dip and fly,
Entries of longing, discord, and trial
Assemble in rhythms of rowdy piles.
Saturated florals of ink and key
Unclaimed meadows to a wandering bee,
Running in teams with tangents that steer
Ending their chase in eight tones to hear,
Silence to find the cadence complete
~ starry nights shine ten times as sweet.
Morning Muse
A Cobbled Journal of Original Writings and Literary Reviews
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
A Light and Playful Time, Noting this Rhyme of Mine
Eager for Tomorrow
With a hunger to find tomorrow
she missed all of what was today
The traveling sun lingers in its bed
Full shadows bloom in the moon ahead
Will she regret her longing tongue
Will she lose her fatal dream
Will she wake to find the sun
Will she fade into the darkening stream
she missed all of what was today
The traveling sun lingers in its bed
Full shadows bloom in the moon ahead
Will she regret her longing tongue
Will she lose her fatal dream
Will she wake to find the sun
Will she fade into the darkening stream
Friday, July 18, 2014
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Rowdy Cat Games
Quick nimble twitching
Cattail mimics whiskery white
the motor rumbles.
Cattail mimics whiskery white
the motor rumbles.
Friday, October 18, 2013
Lighthouse Keepers
Weathered and worn a lighthouse stands
burdened by the danger on shore.
It's steady in its purpose above the peril.
But fellow keepers, Where have you gone?
All along the shore your lights extinguish
broken by waves and storms.
Don't let the clouds chase you inside!
Stand fast, kindle your flame, and remember your cause.
Men are traveling too close to the ragged shore;
their ships will crush against the rocks by the weight of the sea.
Their cargo is heavy and too much to bear.
They will be lost to eternity.
Protect the light and care for the beam,
there are men's souls at your feet.
burdened by the danger on shore.
It's steady in its purpose above the peril.
But fellow keepers, Where have you gone?
All along the shore your lights extinguish
broken by waves and storms.
Don't let the clouds chase you inside!
Stand fast, kindle your flame, and remember your cause.
Men are traveling too close to the ragged shore;
their ships will crush against the rocks by the weight of the sea.
Their cargo is heavy and too much to bear.
They will be lost to eternity.
Protect the light and care for the beam,
there are men's souls at your feet.
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Friday, October 4, 2013
Book Review: The Scroll by Grant R. Jeffrey and Alton L. Gansky
The Scroll by
Jeffrey and Gansky is an easy pick for a lazy afternoon read. The main character, David Chambers, has lost
hope and in the midst of personal and occupational turmoil. As a result, he doesn’t
seem to like himself, God, or his life much at the present. But like real life, David Chambers’ story
shows how often, in the most unlikely times, that one’s perception of God’s
presence and faithfulness are refreshed and rejuvenated. David’s anger isn’t as resilient against hope
as he thought it was. There are elements
of intrigue and mystery woven in the plot of The Scroll, but at the heart of it is the redemption of a man’s
faith and purpose.
WaterBrook Press, 2011.
ISBN 9780307729262
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