CALAMITY… a poem

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Something flooded

Into the empty space

A space I once called home

A solo soul

Lost to the wind

Calamity, across the plains blown

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How can I ever find purchase, again

In a world

Become roughened and hued

Faith, I abandoned

Like dried out leaves

From a tree of winterized blue

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Yet, there is still hope

To be found deep inside

Never was it lost, I dare

A spectrum of light

To guide me from night

As simple as heartfelt prayer

CONVOLUTIONS… a silly poem

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What is this randomness

Inside my head?

Who used the dye

To paint the horse red?

$$$$$$$$$$

And what’s the concoction

You want me to drink?

Made from leftovers

Out of the sink?

$$$$$$$$$$

Sugar and flour and starch?

Sounds good!

A mushroom cream frosting?

How about some firewood?

$$$$$$$$$$

Am I awake or just dreaming

This story in kind?

Perhaps,

In the convolutions of my sticky bun mind.

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LOST TRUST… a poem

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Itrusted you

Andyou let me down

Walkingover me

Likea well-worn rug

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My faith in you

Foreverlost

Thepain you brought

Now,pay the cost

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Like icicle knives

Thrustinto me

I’mbleeding

Crimson,emotional strife

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Youare no longer welcome here

Takeyour burdens

Takeyour words

Takeyour callousness somewhere else

WHIP-POOR-WILL… a poem

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Come out little Whip-poor-will

It’s such a lovely day

The sun is on the rise again

Please come out and play

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Come out little Whip-poor-will

The Pheasant’s on the run

We all have a job to do

Our song, it must be sung

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Come out little Whip-poor-will

The seed is on the ground

We’ll forage it together

There’s so much to be found

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Goodbye little Whip-poor-will

I see feathers on the rocks

We’ll sing, so long, in our song

Thanks to a stealthy fox

REFLECTION… a poem of faith

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Yes, I’ll take your hand, Lord

When you offer it to me.

Of all your plantings in this world

I am but a mustard seed.

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But, you see inside of me

Much better than I do.

In this, I place my heart and soul

To do what you will do.

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Understanding, I will take from this

Looking to my other hand.

For this is how I will share your love

Reflection, to my fellow man.

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And though you don’t release me

Forever clasp inside your heart

My travels true

With words of you

Will be my place to start.

“Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move…”

 https://biblehub.com/niv/matthew/17.htm