Seasons

The seasons go on in circles, whatever else may cease to be, one sure step after another— the weary, aching world, bearing the purpose for which she was made forward to the High King’s return, the inevitability of time.

One in a Million

When God saw all those walls come down– and Israelites a-stormin’ in, when Joshua prayed for the sun to last, and stop the earth from constant spin, when Daniel and His friends stood firm against the evil king’s decree, when Peter stepped outside the boat to walk upon the stormy sea… then God saw the […]

Happiness

Elusive— a whiff in the air a flash in the night the sparkle of dew before it is gone. ••• Locked— water beyond guards gold behind glass homeland of exiles who may not return. ••• The key— a nail through His hands my sackcloth and ashes the balm of chains unlocking joy. ••• Ubiquitous— a […]

Welcome

On my way home, I found I was not alone— hope climbed in and sat beside me— a silence occupied with smiling. And all around the dying sun touched the road and trees and made them gold— so much like kindness if kindness had a color. I saw my mountain, mother-like, waiting where it always […]

Journey On

The sun’s last light– this morning’s bright companion to the winding road, bounded by green fields, that stretches on to the horizon. – – – – Image from Ayden Sutton Unsplash.com

The Watcher

The cat melts into liquid shade beside the fence. Only circle glowing eyes remind the wary walker a feline watches here

Fairer than the Dawn

Oh Savior you are beautiful fair beyond the sun that’s lately run its daily done and dips to sea again. – Your ways are deeper than the sea, and light danced ember waves. The secret graves of hidden caves are known before your eyes. – Your eyes can pierce the blackest night and thus you […]

The Crime Convention

Cluck gobble, cluck chuck gobble all that pluck and buck and wobble all the birdlings’ flight and squabble come on down to Malvern hovel. – Malvern farmyard–chicken barnyard holds convention in the scarred yard. Craters, cages, all the discard fill the full convention courtyard. – Clucky Kleister, great foul shyster, grand emcee and pooba meister […]

From Away

i am a cloud along the sky blown by wind, i travel sprightly by. i see the kids having picnics with their parents far below. – Transient as morning dew dropped sometimes to earth– through glass i view a family… gathered at table. i wave by twinkling in the light. – And so like light, […]

A Request

Time, shed your wings and sit with me. Nothing becomes you like eternity.

melenoria

Poetry