I Win
I shook my fury at the sun “Curse you!” I yelled “I am proud of what I’ve done!” – I must have phased him. The sun did not respond and went to bed in silence. – – Photo by NHP&Co: pexels.com
Read more "I Win"I shook my fury at the sun “Curse you!” I yelled “I am proud of what I’ve done!” – I must have phased him. The sun did not respond and went to bed in silence. – – Photo by NHP&Co: pexels.com
Read more "I Win"O LORD, You’ve seen the eyesore guide me— mistaken glory strutting like an idol. You’ve heard the swelling praises pride me into fantasies beyond my title. You’ve seen the fallen angels ride me like soldiers guiding horses out to fight. You’ve heard the shrieks the monster cried me— deriding, whining, striking for my rights. You’ve […]
Read more "A Prayer for Humility"Winter to spring to summer in a blur of tedium and tears, but then the timid, swelling glow of light against stale night. I forgot about the fireflies.
Read more "Fireflies"Tonight O God, may He Who made the stars to shine through darkness down on man, allow the silent, vast of night to take me deep (like death) into the realm of silent providence. May secret blessings: spiritual and by my body craved rest, sustain, refresh my soul. And grant again that with Your morning, […]
Read more "A Prayer for Sleep"Good Shepherd of my doubting heart, remind me of Your grace in guiding me in righteousness unto this grassy place. There is no lightning in Your heart to turn and strike me dead, but streams of Living waters to refresh my soul instead. Your glory is the care You take for errant, helpless sheep. And […]
Read more "A Prayer after Reading Psalm 23"For those of you who are wondering, Romeo and I have officially been together for 2.75 days! 🥰 After my last post exploring ways to be an awesome girlfriend, I received a question from one of my followers that I feel needs to be addressed. She writes, “I am eighteen years old, and I have […]
Read more "Juliet’s Journal: Conquering Singleness"Tread carefully the underside of dawn where claw-like brush snatches at your feet, where ghosts of deeds long dead still haunt, and monsters stalk, ravenous for meat. The darkness crawls like spiders for your soul, to catch and wrap you deftly in its lies. Beware the fangs that draw the life out, whole; and do […]
Read more "Be Wary on Your Way"I am a crooked line; I do not like to measure. I know that calculated work is fine, but is there not a finer pleasure, rolling out like frayed twine?
Read more "A Crooked Line"That man with the black umbrella swishes through the rain. Puddles swirl reflections as he stalks away. – – Photo by Atharva Tulsi on Unsplash
Read more "That Man"Glorious Saturday, long would I hold thee. Tight would I embrace thee. Till like a water balloon my grubby hands rupture thee and spill thy insides out upon the used up ground. Oh Saturday if only thou couldst last. . .
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