Photo by AbdêLmôghit Lahbabi
Your love is like a blue note
inside me
The rush like massive angel wings
silly songs, holding hands
so strong
Like firecrackers burst in the dusk
then are gone
Your love is a blue note
the journey
Drift off into the opioid of sabotage…
Photo by Simon Clayton
Do not let me go to sleep and drift off into the opioid of sabotage
Sin and persistent failures a cunning addiction
I grow weary of all the brutal truth of how one must guard the deep longing of their heart
For I wander high upon the cliff and the sea glistens enchanted below
I envy your assurance but find mine for my self
Though I am anxious to arrive I wish the journey to an end
A silence I cannot hear whispers of the Living Water where there are no dangers hidden
“…if you would ask him he would give you living water…(John 4:10)
I Know…
Photo by Pok Rie
I was not your faithful friend
I was not truthful, no
I am not the best daughter, sister, wife, or mother
But I know The One who is all I have not been
The One who is a kind and faithful friend
The One who always tells the Truth, yes
The One who is the best in me that I cannot be
The One who’s is all I have not been
So when you think of how I let you down
And remember the times I did not live in truth
I want you to know that I know
Jesus is The One who is all I have not been
Sunshine (a poem by me in high school)
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Sunshine stay with me a while I haven’t had you for so long
You are gentle and make me laugh and sing a happy song
We will not speak of love unless it should happen to grow
We will just run and play, you are a shelter from the cold
You are just the thing I need to help me heal again
There is no way of knowing if we will ever end
Sunshine stay with me a while we will both be free
You are just the thing I need, you let me be me
The Cathedral Tree
Photo by Marta Dzedyshko
Like the vaults of God’s Holy temple
the blue spruce branches arch over me
Each heavily draped with new fallen snow
I kneel down in grateful prayer under the Cathedral Tree
I have never been one to love easily and trust
but You Oh God have loved me with perfect love
I was heavily draped in sin and you washed me white as snow
I kneel down in humility under the Cathedral Tree
I wish our story was prettier than it is…
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You took the hammer and rang the bell
Won me a stuffed animal with a cotton candy smell
but I dropped the dream and walked away
there was just no more games I wanted to play
I wish our story was prettier than it is
I stared for days at that Ferris wheel
no carnival or a carousel left to ride with you
at least I finally saw the Truth
You took the hammer and rang the bell
you said it isn’t working out so well
I wish there was prettier story to tell
like all the horses on the carousel
Everybody moving blindly forward…
Photo by Matthew T Rader
Everybody moving blindly forward, like fish in a shoal
How long have we been losing touch with our souls?
Everybody hating what they can not understand
We surely did not gain good from the knowledge of evil
We surely forsook the only wise God and Creator
We tried to be our own gods but could not do it better
I know this is not how the story ends for His image bearers
I know the Master Writer’s plan can not be thwarted
Let it be oh Lord I pray our Faith be made sight today
The emptiness of my conceit and arrogance…
Photo by Ionut Cerchia
As I sat in the still and In the mess
In the emptiness of my own conceit and arrogance
The old man with white hair said,
“these are your thorns to bear…”
When the only free person in the room
Is the one who is in chains
Then it is time to look at what man calls “justice”
Pontius Pilate could not deny his claims
It is in vulnerability that God’s Grace comes
It is in the mourning that the Grief is fulfilled
It is in the freedom of Truth that I want to run
It is in humility that true courage is spilled
The Legend of Annie Bell
Photo by Suzy Hazelwood
She never scoured with tears
Not her face, not her life, not her floor
She was as strong as the Mississippi’s speed
And tougher than the man who made her bleed
Relentless in love, quiet and strong was her way
Not hardened but not taking back her living
Until one day she took that shotgun round
The shot that rang out put him in the ground
She did not scour herself with tears
She washed herself clean in the blood
She held her head high for her children
That man would never make anyone else bleed again
Gray against gray the dawn awakens
When you stand close to His gypsy fire
your heart will hear a blue cold note
He will burn you with his lies
but His truth will hurt the most
He has always been a runner
and cares nothing for all he has not been
He will stoke his gypsy fire higher
and steal your heart away again
Gray against gray the dawn awakens
the grayest ashes have all turned cold
Just when you believe his dreams were real
you will find to the highest bidder you were sold
