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You Call This Poetry?

Not so long ago
. . . . on an August morn

this fragile boy was born
. . . . for the second time

Genuflect with tears in my eyes
. . . . I promised a promise
to beat the odds

So I simplified
. . . and multiplied

Dear God - I have tried
Washed my hands again and again
................and still
I have become dead - fruitless
a hypocrite

the Curses of Dueteronomy have fallen
Do misfits belong here?

Without grace I am nothing
Without Your love I am already dead
Squinting as I stare into the light of truth
. . . or
Am I squinting to see beyond the plank in my own eye?
Lord, where do I go from here?

1997

woman and men without hate

is this only a dream?

am i without hate
do i not just live
at the expense of others
do i live for the belly?
do i live for the soul?

Father, your own words say
'But will God really dwell on earth? The heavens, even the highest heaven, cannot contain you.'

what is man without You?
why do we honor ourselves?

have we no love

How, oh God, creator of all,
greater than all the universe
how do you live within me?

part a 1997; part b 2001

shall i
be forever enthusiastic?
shall i
trust my intuition?
shall i
yearn for romance and true love?
shall i
be sensitive and authentic?
shall i
seek my potential?
shall i
prize meaningful relationships?
shall i
pursue true wisdom?
shall i
ever reach my capacity for human caring?
shall i
follow my heart and not my head?

i shall

2001

we wander through our days
like strangers in some play
never sure where to stand
but voices in our dreams
whisper of better things
it's so true

life is there in the good Lord's hands

amItoBlame
mustIcarryThisShame
divorceHell&alabama
threePlacesIneverWantedToGo
well...
hellIsHot
divorceIsCold
alabamaWasn'tSoBad
it'sAsimpleTruthInMyHeart
twistedThoughtsInMyHead
holyJESUSamIaPoet
orJustAclown?
1997

second chance

if she is real i will
read her psalms and proverbs until she smiles
say i love you without words
turn her water into wine
i will give my all for a second chance

if God, she is out there, take care of her until i can
for i shall wait for love to return

Please God, do not let my cause of death be a broken heart

am i shy or do you scare me?
am i quiet or are you loud?
am i poor or are you greedy?
am i so dark or do you overshadow me?
am i nothing?

2001

still don't much like talking about it
still think the blame is mine
forgiveness don't come easy
blessed are the poor in spirit
i did the best i could
it was not enough
she is still gone
but God's love does not fail
i will no longer chase the wind
Jesus is for losers
Jesus is for me
Dec. 27, 1996

it was never the right time
it could wait

these regrets - unsimple truths

a blind man will lead you nowhere
i lost my will to survive
to go on...
go on...
but where?

got no destination
paradise lost
if someone would notice me

i can't shut my eys i'm afraid of the dark

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