Where's My Head?

Mom always said I'd lose it...


Goodnight Kiss

As I lay myself to sleep,
I turn to you
and whisper a kiss goodnight,
a beautiful rose in the
weedy garden of my thoughts,
in the hope that
the winds will
pluck and carry it
across the miles
and that you will
catch its fragrant perfume
and smile,
knowing that the world
is somehow a bit better
than it was
a moment before.

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Love Poetry

  • 3 years ago




God is Doin' a Nu Thang

Every new beginning comes from
some other beginning's end.
Semisonic — "Closing time"

As several people who I care about are going through transitions of some sort right now, I'm reminded that God is a God of new beginnings. Throughout the Bible, we see examples of God bringing people into a fuller knowledge of Him — and using them in powerful new ways — by leading them into a totally different lives that they never imagined. In the cases of Abram, Jacob, Saul and Simon this was marked by a change of name as well to make it even more evident that […]

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Christianity

  • 3 years ago




Beautiful Vapor

she floated in on the wind
like a beautiful vapor
enticing me to breathe her in

she ran through my veins
pervading every corner of my mind --
until i realized that i was alone

with nary a hint of breeze
she was gone
as suddenly as she had come

the beautiful vapor
which was never really there
to begin with[…]

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Poetry

  • 3 years ago




Jesus is for Losers

I once heard someone ask, "If Jesus walked into your church, would he like what he found there?" The speaker was making the point that we tend to place so much meaningless emphasis on things that don't matter a hill of beans in the long run and I can't say that I disagreed with him. But through the years, I have come to believe that if Jesus came to Earth, he wouldn't walk into any church. Based on the examples shown in the Bible, I believe he would probably go hang out where the homeless folks congregate or go talk […]

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Christianity

  • 3 years ago




Clear the Air

I wrote this at a time when I was very confused about where I stood with Len, when the complications of our respective lives just seemed to be compounding one upon the other and I desperately wanted some flicker of light at the end of the tunnel. It was intended to be in a sort of poetry slam style and would probably be better heard aloud than read but here it is anyway.

Clear the Air

We need to talk
because
I need to
clear the air.

You see, I'm finding it
hard to breathe
these days;
there's so many […]

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Love Poetry

  • 3 years ago