The silence is deafening
As I extend an unwelcome hand
Side by side we remain together
But distinctly apart
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H2O
No Dramas
I saw my hero of old yesterday
He asked me
How are you?
I replied
I am good thanks
And smiled
How are you?
Remorse
I didn’t realize
What I had said until it was said
Until I saw the shock in your eyes
The pain in your words
The hurt in your voice
If I could take it back
If I could reverse time
If I could unsay thoughtless words
If I could think before I speak
If I could do all those things
I would do it
Empty Bubbles
Delicate dreams
Fragile and free
Float on air
In their vulnerability
And when all is quiet
I realize
All I’ve ever done
Is blow empty bubbles
To no one there
Naked Soul
Words have power
I see it every day
Building up and
Breaking down
It forces either way
Words have power
This I know
For what is typed
And what is said
Reveals the naked soul
Wind in Trees
Memories in my mind
Question their being
Beg me to share
The brief moment
They were
Briefly and fleetingly
Created with care
And lasted but
A few blinks only
Of the eternal prayer
Like wind in the trees
Vapor in air
Subtle lingering scent
And as soon as they lived
As quickly they died
Praise
An Acrostic Poem
Prayers from my heart
Reach the One whom I
Adore and in his mercy
I receive love and grace
Supplied abundantly –
Everlasting peace
Daring
She decided to be daring, and invited him to share a cab ride home. The evening had been fun, it was late, and they lived nearby. It wasn’t difficult for him to agree. Both seated in the back, she asked if he was relaxed. Very relaxed, he replied. She smiled.
Living God
I will seek Thee Lord
With all my heart
For Thou alone can satisfy
When other waters fail –
My living God will quench my thirst
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