Photo Credit: Isaac Talbert, Fresh Exposure Images I come to town inside a ship of steel, with all the belch of smoke and stench and people pushing at my back in fear, with officers in coats and New York frowns. I step inside a sea of brown and black, by stretching towers tall with steel […]
Read more "Coming to America"The door is locked, the perfect view to hide, But no one thinks to try the knob. The warm Design of letters carved in wood, the wide, Artistic swirls become a person’s form. To peer into a soul unveiled would turn Our hearts away. To watch desire play Upon a vow with muddy feet would […]
Read more "Sonnet VII"Today I have to begin with some personal, very exciting news! As of 8:58 p.m. last night, I have found my soul mate! Now, many people have asked me, “Juliet, how did you know that Romeo was the one?” Well, girls, in this post I am going to share with you three simple steps that […]
Read more "Juliet’s Journal: A Modern Guide to Finding Your Soul Mate"The gift of love may dress in many ways: Ofttimes in soft and cozy cotton, bought By fate–a family’s love that wraps and stays, As warm to any who had been their lot; Ofttimes in denim chosen by a friend To walk and talk where weeping willows sigh Or laugh together till the daylight’s […]
Read more "Sonnet VI"Writing is communication. Yes, poetry is art. Yes, poetry emotionally expresses the things that prose cannot (theoretically). Yes, poetry can be ambiguous. But first and foremost, poetry should adhere to the central rule of all good writing. It must communicate. If your poetry is gorgeous but incomprehensible you have failed in the number one goal […]
Read more "Thoughts on Writing Poetry"Shadows stretch across the stone to grasp the crisscrossed spears and rounded shield. A nearby fire, fighting back the dark, and glistening on the spear tips’ hardened steel casts its glow upon a wizened man. He sits beside his grandson, gazing at the flame. The boy is playing with a map. “The Empire of Assyria,” […]
Read more "Orange Flames and Firewood"While I can never claim to equal Dylan Thomas’s powerful poem, I have long felt there should be a Christian counter to it. This, then, is my answer to “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night.” – Do not to raging into that bright day, for death will collapse and burn at close of […]
Read more "Do Not Go Raging Into That Bright Day"The path forks off and goes another way, nor you nor I know where the trail will trend. It leads up high into the misty grey. – And full of ardor, friends line up to say that they will join our journey to ascend the path that forks and goes another way. – But curving […]
Read more "Mountain Trails"The air sparkles with tiny drops of day. Flashing colors play everywhere in glass. I follow the light that calls me far away, Closing the door as I eagerly pass. Flashing colors play everywhere in glass Like a child. I don’t notice Him there, Closing the door as I eagerly pass. I chase rainbows for […]
Read more "My Light"God of words, God of promise, God whose truth will never die, Faithful Lord, Great Forgiver, Word of Life that cannot lie. – Ages past You formed the mountains, placed the bound’ries on the sea, Out of nothing, unimagined, through the Word they came to be. Looking down with righteous pity, on my lost and […]
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