If I compare my poems to others, they never measure up, but if I compare my poems to my own, they’re perfect!
poetry
“The Last Dance”
control inside the house
independence
the lock on the door
hiding from the wind
keeping everything out
even Him Continue reading
“Outline”
sometimes I hide my feelings
from people I know could help
sometimes I float down the river
instead of swimming upstream
sometimes I wish I had a website Continue reading
“Heart Breaks”
the feeling of failing
steals the air that I breathe
it blinds the vision that I’ve seen
it clouds the judgment of my mind
such a powerful force
yet invisible
and false
yet Continue reading
“Terger”
it’s so tempting to look back
missing what’s right
in front of you
remembering what was wrong
behind you
looking back
instead of forward Continue reading
“Solidify”
there’s so much freedom
in the bible
so much I’d overlooked
before
not knowing it was for ME
not knowing what it meant
waiting for someone to explain it
not realizing the Holy Spirit
did that Continue reading
“No Strings Attached”
God didn’t give me a story
He gave me a life
“I” chose the story
the words
the sentences
the punctuation
the paragraphs
the chapters
my actions gave Him the titles
my reactions made up the turmoil
the plot
the climax
at the end of my story
I met Him
which left the door open
for a whole new series
about His story
played out through me
“Mystory”
my story
isn’t
a mystery
to me
“Listening Without Hearing”
sometimes my call to write
is louder than
my desire to make flags
my desire to love
my desire to meet
encourage
invite
develop
there’re just words that want
to come out
feelings that need
to be expressed
aloud Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 