Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Gone Away


Grown Up and Gone
Away


I do not know how to

love.

The ones I loved have gone.

And now love is no more.

How rapidly time has

flown.

If only I had known this day would come.

It came far quicker than I could judge.

And now love is no more

The ones I loved have


          gone.

Psalm 78 (Reflections)


I have the chains of death
wrapped around my soul,
I cannot comprehend their strength,
And they will not let me go.

My cravings long to ignore my evil
And forget that it is there.
It eats away at my soul
And takes me from His care.

Wearied by this attack
that preys on every part,
I feel that my strength is sapped
Before the battle has its start.

I step onto the battlefield,
and smell the stench of rot.
Temptation has done its job
Here is sin that’s hard to stop.

The apathy which has grown
toward this battle’s fight,
Came because I tested God,
And now, I’ve drifted from His light.

I have chosen not to trust,
I have chosen to rebel.
Will He show me His love,
Or would He kick me off to Hell?

Oh God! Give me the strength to stand
As you promised You would do.
I have no idea about Your plan,
But I know that You are True.

My heart is foolish and deceitful,
I cannot trust its ways.
I will choose to look to You
And will delight while I obey.

With the crashing of my Sword,
I will be reminded of the gift,
No longer am I a slave to sin,
I will choose not to listen to it.



And thus, this battle has begun,
Through His power alone.
I will lean upon His Word
And He will bring me Home.

Unable to do this by myself,
I need You every hour.
Fill me with Your awe,
You are my strong tower.

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Thoughts with My Mustard



Hot dogs
Baseball
America
Costco’s polish sausages
Summer
SafeCo Field
King Dome
Time with Dad
Sweet smell of grass
Fresh air
Family
Running
Smiles
Friends
Childhood
Baked beans
Mom
Grandma
Brown Sugar
Stirring
Hot Stove
Giggles
Lawn Mowers cutting
Horses chomping the leafy greens
Neighbors
Love
Home
Safety
Comfort
Happiness
Dreams

...And this is what happens when I lick a bit of mustard from my fingertip...