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Encounter

Crushing arms of death

Come down from the sky.

 

I ask, I plead again,

The tried old question, “Why?”

 

Fearing worse than death,

I run as fast as I can.

 

Nothing left but now.

No time to prove a man.

 

What is worth it?

Life is such a chance.

 

To commit or to be free,

A question of romance.

 

A decision must be made,

At least according to the rest.

 

To measure up to snuff,

To pass their crazy test.

 

 

Nothing Anymore

I came close,

Or at least I thought.

 

I prayed.

I read the Bible.

 

I went to church.

I worshipped “Someone”

 

Whom I believed to be God.

I “fellowshipped” with other believers,

 

Or I tried, anyway.

I read devotional books,

 

Yearning to improve

My spiritual relationships.

 

Over the years, it happened,

Slipping through my fingers,

 

I lost touch, I lost Him,

Then, nothing.

 

 

Carry on Tuesday #109

 

Something Else

Come through the twists and turns,

Out of the darkness and the howling moon.

 

Come inside to be comfortable,

To belong, to be welcome.

 

You have a future where

You have a good place.

 

We will love you and give to you

All that you need and desire.

 

We will help you find in this world

The key to fulfillment and success.

 

You will realize that this world

Is not as scary as it seems.

 

You will find that someone cares,

Someone loves you,

 

And all is not lost,

Not by any means.

 

 

 

Poetic Asides

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 136

Our Own Traveler

Every day

We find our rhythm

In much the same routine.

 

Sometimes

We meet different people

That color our lives

 

With dignity and love,

And leave a lasting impression.

These instances are rare.

 

Usually,

We go round in circles,

Making our indentation

 

In life, the world and time.

Like a beautiful sea shell

We become a treasure

 

Through our experiences,

Our relationships,

And our gifts.

 

 

(Magpie Tales,

Mag 69)

 

Darkness

Some people are pretty positive.

They look on the bright side.

It doesn’t matter how bad,

They will find something good.

 

This is, I think, a great way to be.

It is a straight way to happiness.

The only problem with it is

They are not prepared.

 

Sometimes life does not treat you well.

Sometimes things happen that are unexpected.

And sometimes life changes you.

Life can change you from a positive person

 

To someone who looks down every alley,

Wondering at every shadow.

And if you come to this crossroads,

Beware thoughts that come in the night.

 

If darkness finds you, it will hold on tight.

It will not be easy to shake it off.

For you have been through something

That has changed you forever.

 

You will doubt, and you will fear.

You will become something

That you may have run from

All of your life.

 

 

(Carry on Tuesday #108)

Trust

Faith comes at the strangest times:

When I read a good book,

When I am touched by another’s actions,

And, yes, when I go to church.

 

I pull back, though, in mistrust,

As if to say to myself:

“Don’t start that again!”

For the many times I’ve been burned,

 

And the many doubts I’ve had,

About the bible, the church and God.

Rocking back and forth

In a spiritual quandary,

 

I struggle so much,

And I hesitate

Before jumping in.

Who or what can be trusted?

 

 

(Poetic Asides

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 135)