My Neighbor

I saw my neighbor

Slowly shuffling

Cap on head

Bag in hand

Out the door

Across the street

I sat and waited

and drove off.

-----------

Written for Poets United

*Luke 10:30

Superman

Listen

Just be quiet and listen

You can hear the sound

If you will only listen.

That’s right. You can hear it on the wind

From above

In the sky

And in seconds, he could be next to you.

His voice like a flowing river

His words to quench your fear

His presence carries hope

The answer to your prayers.

Listen again. The supersonic rush

When you need him

When you call out

Even when you are unaware.

What is he saying?

It’s the same for everyone

The words you can hear

“Do not fear. I am here.”

‘S’ is for Superman or is it for salvation?

-------------

Written for Poetry Jam

Trust

Fruit grows naturally

On a

Tree

Engrafted

Connected

We have died

To the

Law

Resurrected

In him

He is present

And real

Rises

Within

Our spirit.

Love of Christ

Bids us

Come

And just

Trust

1985

1985

Springsteen

U2

On my Sony Walkman

Cassette tape

A certain song

A variable taste

My very own expression

I was

It must be said

Very wet

In rainy Bournemouth.

Back to the future

In a glorious car

Super-charged, plutonium-fuelled,

You’re never sure what decade you're in.

A perfect evening

In comfortable seats

In the cinema

Sheltering

From the rain

On holiday in Bournemouth

The trouble is

I remember

Live Aid

St, Elmo’s Fire

A Room with a View.

And permed hair

Bright green track suits

Warm beer

Dancing

In a hotel in Bournemouth.

I think you understand

Those memories are not so clear,

And that is why,

In time,

I choose to recall your smile

The touch of your hand

The smell of your perfume

The happiness

Of our first anniversary

Shared with each other

In rainy Bournemouth.

----------

Written for Poetry Jam

Chasm

A chasm of remembrance

A river

All my strength

From its source

Believing

Love will heal.

A flow that overpowers me

I take this sign

Such fragments of life

The gift of clarity

The source of abundance

A touch that overwhelms me

A chasm of remembrance.

---------

Written for Poets United

Furnace

Your light

Molten furnace

Intense beneath the heat

The light of hope shines in the face

Your fire

Reach out groping for the last chance

Rescue from destruction

The awe of grace

Your love

------------

Written for Poetry Jam and Theme Thursday

Crimson Act

Poisonous pleasures enthrall our minds

Pleasures of beauty take our time

Trick the good into a crimson act.

See and savour Christ’s infinite beauty

Infinite value bathed in radiant glory

Value of suffering in a crimson act.

Just and good is the imprint of nature

Imprint of God served with divine value

His life a ransom in a crimson act.

Christ is given in this act of grace

Act of dying for this fallen race

Supreme honour in a crimson act.

The Letter

Stained tears

Ink kissed paper

The regret dried  slowly

I cannot find your faith or hope

Lost words

The heart stretched across the kind page

A cry in the darkness

For forgiveness

In tears

-----------

Written for Theme Thursday

Bonding

A blackbird sings out

His voice breaks

Surrounded by branches

Hidden…

Not really.

A tree drops a leaf

Floats away to freedom

Butterflies flutter off.

My eyes quiet and still

Fall into a mischievous trance

Life and health

Fill the air

I feel free

Taste the visible

On a wooden bench

In the shade

I touch life

A connection….

---------------

Written for Poetry Jam & Poets United

Crimson Redeemed

There was no escape

No way to be free

Condemned

Cursed

Crushing gilt

Crimson redeemed

We belong to Christ

Died to the law

Set free

Raised

With him

Crimson redeemed

Expression of his love

Made right with blood

Hope rises

Within

Spirit’s life

Crimson redeemed

The Traveler

He traveled far and wide

Discovered unknown oceans

Crossed solitary deserts

Allowing relentless time to pass.

He kept an ancient compass

Rode a sad camel

Flew with aimless vultures

Till time ceased to matter

He drew a curious map

Talked to hidden crocodiles

Argued with smuggled snakes

Allowing time to stretch inside

He searched in a cold climate

Inhabited by lost strangers

Caught within a lonely void

Till time dissolved into love.

-----------------

Written for Theme Thursday

Appetite

With everything offered

Anticipation

From the fountain of desire

My heart longs

For the promised dream.

Taste

The sweet cup

Of forgiveness

Over possibility

As I savor the rich nectar.

Every mouthful, breaking crumb

Every drop from your chalice

Every sip.

Open to me

Anticipation

Is your temple

Satisfying my appetite

By your touch.

----------

Written for Poets United

Birth

A piece of light

A living breath

Beneath heaven

Life is happening

The heartbeat warms

When life

Is imparted

Time is not important

Exploding tiny cycle

The words form

In fullness

The gift

A source of beauty

A hallowed soul

Child of the divine

Sealed with the Spirit

Bestowed with love.

----------------------

Written for Poetry Jam