Sunflower girl, now her life has begun,
She’s showing her sunflower ways,
Sunflower girl, keeps her eyes to the sun,
While warming her face in his gaze.
Then once fully grown, with seeds of her own,
She proudly her petals displays.
Heavy her head when her growing is done,
She rests for the rest of her days. Continue reading Sunflower Girl
The stars all move in unison
around the darkened sky,
Except for just a few of them
that hardly catch your eye.
These special few aren’t really stars,
although they look the same… Continue reading Retrograde Man
Fear.
Cold sweat.
Heart races.
Mind spins in panic… Continue reading Fear and Peace
No fair feathers grace your wing,
your beauty to declare.
Long bent beak and heavy brow,
intensely yellow stare.
When you speak it’s rusty squeak,
instead of pleasant song
With the other birds around,
you never get along. Continue reading Black Bird
The Righteous And The Wicked 1 The man is blessed that has not bent, to wicked lent his ear: nor led his life as sinners do, nor sat in scorners chair. 2 But in the Law of God the … Continue reading Psalm 1 (metrical)
Fall’s first leaf fell without a sound;
I saw it lying on the ground.
The first gray hair on Summer’s head;
The first fair thread in Autumn’s spread.
Though for lost green the Summer grieves,
Fall’s fair trees, Summer’s leaving leaves.
How then grieve at Summer’s leaving,
And miss the Autumn while I’m grieving? Continue reading Leaving Leaves Leaves
If gentleness were made a bird,
the bird would look like you.
If tenderness were somehow heard,
We’d hear your quiet “coo.”
If faithfulness could choose a name
expressive of his love,
Just one name would say it best,
the name of “Mourning Dove.” Continue reading Beloved Dove
The heart has a hunger it cannot express.
It quickly responds to the slightest caress,
And then it attaches to what it can feel
with bonds of affection much stronger than steel.
It’s life’s vital wellspring, and out of it flows
Manifold blessings or manifold woes… Continue reading Steampunk Heart
You’re the God of creation, who made earth and sky;
The Lord of salvation, who reigns from on high.
You’re Good and you’re Perfect, Holy and Pure;
You’re Justice and Mercy, and your word is sure.
And I know that you’re real, I know that you’re there,
But here in my pain, and in my despair,
my heart longs to feel that you really care…
for me. Continue reading Do You Really Care? For Me?
His warmth relaxes fragile fingers,
slowly, gently they unfold,
Revealing bit by bit the beauty
they so delicately hold, Continue reading Yellow Smiles
You lay it on your lap with care,
and on your lap it lies.
Then down inside of it you stare,
And as it looks into your eyes,
soon you find you’re mesmerized… Continue reading The Lying Window Pane
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