Poetry Nov 9, 2011

Morning Sky

Fingers of the morning sun pierce the clouds, Like Your hand extended over the landscape, Hovering above us all as sweet reminder of Your goodness, Lord… Your mercy, Lord… Your continual grace that allows us to Begin each new day with Your breath of life. The deeply blue-gray clouds outlined With golden filaments of light […]

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Poetry Jun 29, 2011

I Type On

My fingers meander over the keyboard leisurely While my thoughts follow along… Sometimes slowly… Sometimes tripping over each other… It doesn’t matter how, only that they do. Meanwhile, my fingers keep wandering, Wondering what will come next. There are moments when it seems These things just write themselves. At other times, every word is a […]

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