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Archive for January, 2012

The Ugly Truth

You swallow the words

They stick like cardboard in your throat

and settle like stinging nettle in your stomach

You replay them over and over

until you feel like a crumpled receipt,

not of use anymore and too late to exchange

Hugs don’t erase words

and words don’t ease the pain

You move through your days like

an inch worm measuring your time

and spend your nights pointing fingers at yourself,

knowing you will never be the same

Everything you once knew has vanished

and you wonder if it was really an illusion

Hold onto the flicker of hope within your soul

and look for the meaning beneath your pain;

the tenderness may sprout a new leaf

as time has a way of smoothing wrinkles

and pressing us into our lives

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Eternal Waters

Scribbling Spiritual Sand: Revelation 21:6 (NIT)

He said to me: “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life.”

Free for the asking

Flowing from heaven to you

Drink, be satisfied

Abandoned Cemetery

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust…

Long forgotten souls and bones

Wrought iron, weathered with rust

Names and dates upon toppled stones

Beneath a Slivered Moon

Waxing or waning?

Of what importance is it

when cresent moon speaks?

Facade

Thus it does appear

The line of straight and narrow

True to shadow’s walk

Sunlight and Shadow

light through distant leaves

casts shadows against the ground

hiding what we see

the point


rising above time
from beneath muck and ruin
shining in the light

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