Poems. Prayers & Promises

Wednesday, 31 July 2013

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.



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

Sunday, 28 July 2013


Fruit grows naturally
On a

We have died
To the
In him

He is present
And real
Our spirit.

Love of Christ
Bids us
And just

Thursday, 25 July 2013


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
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
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

Wednesday, 17 July 2013


A chasm of remembrance
A river

All my strength
From its source
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


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

Monday, 15 July 2013

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.

Thursday, 11 July 2013

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

Wednesday, 10 July 2013


A blackbird sings out
His voice breaks
Surrounded by branches
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

Monday, 8 July 2013

Crimson Redeemed

There was no escape
No way to be free
Crushing gilt
Crimson redeemed

We belong to Christ
Died to the law
Set free
With him
Crimson redeemed

Expression of his love
Made right with blood
Hope rises
Spirit’s life
Crimson redeemed

Friday, 5 July 2013

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

Thursday, 4 July 2013


With everything offered
From the fountain of desire
My heart longs
For the promised dream.

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
Is your temple
Satisfying my appetite
By your touch.

Written for Poets United

Wednesday, 3 July 2013


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