May
2
2013
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The branches heavy laden,
With their blooms that touch the ground,
A lovely sight for eyes to see,
The beauty all around.
The pink of cherry blossoms,
The lilac’s purple hue,
Forsythia’s sunny yellow,
Hydrangea’s royal blue.
Apr
16
2013
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Wake up, O sleeper…wake up!
Like an ostrich in the sand.
Look around you and take note.
What is happening to our land?
Survival of the fittest is the norm.
No time for new life or for old.
A baby disposed of…no matter when.
A bill of goods we’ve been sold.
Apr
8
2013
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There I sat at the high school play,
Amazed at all the talent.
The singing and dancing all superb,
The director’s effort gallant.
Each of these students was playing a part,
They were not at all what they seemed.
They lived out the story before us.
The characters’ hopes and dreams.
Apr
1
2013
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What do you do the day after?
The day after the day that He rose?
What do you do to remember?
What do you do so that others may know?
Is there still awe in your countenance?
As you answer, He’s risen indeed.
Is there amazement and joy in your heart,
As the Easter story you read?
Mar
25
2013
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He came on a donkey with their cloaks on the road.
The branches were strewn on the ground.
Hosanna, they shouted, as most travelers do,
They waved the palms all around.
The Son of David, they loudly proclaimed.
He who comes in the name of the Lord.
The kingdom is coming, they say…He is blessed.
Their voices raised in one accord.
Mar
18
2013
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She stepped up to the microphone,
Gave a preface to her song.
Sang it many times before,
Never heard it all along.
Sang the words as only words,
With never any heart.
After going to Africa,
They tore her heart apart.
Mar
11
2013
Posted in Daily Living, Poetry 2 Comments
There is a chair that calls to me.
From behind me with a tap.
A cozy, comfy, “get lost in” chair,
Where I often take a nap.
Who doesn’t like a respite,
From all the worldly cares?
A place to put your feet up,
A place that’s always there.
Mar
4
2013
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Do you ever just feel weary,
And you really don’t know why?
Can’t put your finger on it.
Wouldn’t even try.
Can’t explain the emptiness,
That’s way down in your soul.
Can’t understand the outlook,
You feel buried in a hole.
Feb
27
2013
Posted in Discipleship, Poetry 4 Comments
My kitchen table has stories to tell.
Conversations to share.
The laughing, crying, games that were played.
All the love that has happened there.
My kitchen table saw many a meal.
The benches around it all filled.
Birthdays, holidays, no special reason,
The clean-ups, the milk that was spilled.
Feb
22
2013
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So many possible videos,
Which ones shall we see?
Star Wars kid? Talking twins?
Again…Charlie bit me?
People from all over,
Watch others they don’t know.
Do silly things, or tender things.
See places they might go.