Lockless

Keyless is my lock, yet I readily surrender myself completely,to my thinning skin with shadows of whispers and prickling flesh.Secrets buried beneath a stratum of my dried and cracking crust,as my haunting heart hungers for a yielding stillness, I can truly trust,until my essence is so sweetly scented fading back into ash and dust. Struggling […]

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Scorched Earth

Drifting in and out through the crying blackened bushRestricting airflow from seeking lung cells that pushTowards pockets of coolness and a nontoxic timeTo a land where the killing of nature is a real crimeWhere bullets and hatred don’t govern the dayAnd children with asthma come out safely to play An environment where oodles of patents […]

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Just One Thing

Anxiety, perplexing pain is like drowning in the ocean,The entirety is closing in, submerging us in slow motion.Getting lost amongst the rubble and all the after hours,Ever wonder how they came about all their dreadful powers?Instead, let us ruminate on the Son of Man and so rejoice,Giving thanks to Our God with every single grateful […]

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The Lonely Sailor (Part 2)

For Part One click here (Reading time for Part 2 is 6 minutes and 19 seconds) Conscious of the thin sea mist that was clinging to my body, I licked my lips, tasting a hint of salt. My big browns were taking in an exciting array of individuals walking around the boardwalk. Among the men, […]

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Disconnected

Lonely spaces dwell even amongst the crowded People dialogue without truth, emotion or love Sieged by countless, faceless, and woeful humans. Entrusting another is a gamble for those empty Desiring sincere contact such a formidable goal All striving to grasp and sustain such a treasure. Are we unable to simply love, trust and reveal That […]

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Humble Myself

Oh God, my enemy’s who hurt my heart I must love, I cling to your teachings and the affection you sent With your beloved son Jesus who now reigns above. In my life, I am never worthy of your love, for I’m bent. The sinful thing that I am, born this way, and yet you […]

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To Launder in Love

No rationale for the sorrow which often floods our hearts Through an awful thicket armed with spikey painful needles Edging along this dreadful path cautiously we shall ponder Why to visit now, this trail of tears we precipitously wonder. Drowning in this uninvited sensation and under we do go Violent are the waves of regret […]

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The Artist

We live in between our own anxious, gasping breaths, On wonderland that is neither somewhere or nowhere, Up and down lies carefully on its side and dares to think, Within our creative cells and tortured thoughts derive, Pen, brush, music, and lens we work to capture the eyes, Expressing our images with the naked utter […]

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Skin Still Soft

Wrinkled fingers clasped together to form hands in prayerLooking toward the heavens, she asks Friend, are you there? I’ve lived a long life she thinks warming  herself by the fireI am all that’s left; my situation seems so lonely and dire. I am old and tired my Lord she whispers and I’m ready to  goMy bones ache in this […]

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Beautiful Young Pin Cushion

Have you ever sensed it The poisonous sting of another? Piercing clothes, skin, muscle and bones Needles poking, pushing deeply into your eyes Looking away does naught to soothe the tender flesh. Burning bushes of anger deep inside you suddenly awakened Fraught with insecurities laid there deep-rooted by another And intense is the passion of […]

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