Substitute

The righteous begged and screamed to kill—my condemnation ringing in His ears.The scourgers dug deep trenches into flesh—my pain gushing from His veins.The soldiers hailed the imprisoned King—my shame unclothing Him. The nails fastened Him hard to grief—my sin setting Him to hang. The wrath of the Father crushed Him there—my sentence served. His breathing struggled, slowed, and […]

Slowly Onward

Slowly wending down the path slowly, on a donkey. Back and forth and jostled ‘round toward the gates of promise. Up toward gates as pilgrims stream up where faithful gather, souls of those who tend their souls, onwards toward the temple. Shout it out along the road, Hosannah, son of David! Bless the One who […]

Spring out

Strike sparks like sun-stream slashes slanting through the sky. Step lively, like the weeds of twining green-sprig sliding up through cracks. Sing bravely, like the trilling notes of flit birds switching branch to branch through all the city tree-loets past the hubbub hurried rush of people pandemonium to tell the city (cars and all) the […]

Opinions

Deep in the lonely forest, thoughts swirl and howl like the wind, echoes of the words the people say. They swarm like sunshine to warm my path, then, without a warning, gather like storm clouds to strike it dead. Is wisdom a whim-full, wandering wind, that anyone may read from the sky with the authority […]

On Taking Turns

Our spring bird’s about to be sprung. But often, before she has sung, that rude man called Summer struts in like a bummer and belts at the top of his lungs.

Train Stop

Far away the tunneled darkness– close at hand the air. Near behind a silent formless feeding on the fair. Here before me pours a curtain: cloaking-mists of rain that lead on to a world uncertain… joyfulness or pain. All I know’s the slickened sidewalk down the path I’ve been glows with electric, lifeless light-stock I’ll […]

February Daffodils

Oh daffodils! You eager things! Poking your sunshiny heads out at the mere suggestion of Spring when all the wise flowers doubt the winter wind’s hot air. Yes, they will arrive uncrumpled to May, but you had a crystal crown to wear when snowflakes flew today.

Living Trees

The skeletons of the trees are not the dead things they used to be to me. I grow older, and the winter folds her hope into the cold with gentle fingers. The moonlight lingers, the starlight sings her melodies to seasons while the trees, donned in mere bark, freeze. The empty, graying hands rise and […]

Satisfied

Let the world of glory-seekers go with wealth and want ungratified, or find their treasure like a dearest beau in colored chaos under rainbows wide. I’ll be glad on islands, owing One. Oh, bring me sunset in a cup, the same I’ve had before. Tip o’er my soul and fill it up and let the […]

Envoys

The day may come when all the clouds burn with fallout fire; when trees are ash-slips standing frail against the poison winds. When earth worms wriggle earthily fat and undistrubed. When suburbs smolder worthlessly into elements. When even rain is acid spray and puddles mirror stone. When all the earth is washed of man scrubbed […]

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