Ashes Worn Twirl. A shadow canwhere persists sun; yet in stark darknessshadows aren’t spun. A mist appearingbriefly begun as a silken thread undone. Pulled out of reach… beyond our control? … Our grief untold when life’s torn–friends,family to us born ashesworn. 44 words Contest / Brevity – Anything you Wantby NotmyworldorderWrite your masterpiece in 44 … More Ashes Worn

The Manual Tossed haphazardly, casually, ignorantly or arrogantly aside. At one time, not taught or perhaps noted its value little to those whose head held intelligence: “In his haughtiness, the wicked man makes no investigation; All his thoughts are: “There is no God.”” Ps. 10:4. Yes, where an ingrown wisdom did supposedly fortunately abide, said: … More The Manual

Represent (1st draft) With family or beloved friends I’m wary of all sins. “Hate what is bad, and love what is good”.* On this friendship with God depends. “‘All those for whom I have affection,” Christ says: “I reprove and discipline. So be zealous and repent.”# “Can a Cushʹite change his skin, or a leopard … More Represent

‘The Former Things Will Not Be Called To Mind’ Does it swirl like a cesspool in wasteful whirl: the life you led in youth or wicked choices you foolishly made in your mind relived daily as a twisted tragedy a tornado nightmare instead of enjoying days and nights as a gem precious treasured as a … More ‘The Former Things Will Not Be Called To Mind’

If Only Alive! (contest The Joy of Living) Asleep I dream… laughter. Screams. Various themes unconsciously of lived or feared– Realities. Awake I stream life through seasons seen… death in winter, life in spring beauty of fall and all the fun that summer brings. Alone or with slow or swift I enjoy it all… after … More If Only Alive!

Soon . . . Just YOU Being You, With All Our Various Hues Hey! What are you?… Black, White, Latino too? Who’s your mom, dad, grandparents? Which side do you choose? Curious… Why?… Who sets the rules? DNA crosses human lines because Adam and Eve held eggs for us all to look different. Matter-of-fact, Is … More Soon . . . Just YOU Being You, With All Our Various Hues

Soon . . . Just YOU Being You, With All Our Various Hues Hey! What are you?… Black, White, Latino too? Who’s your mom, dad, grandparents? Which side do you choose? Curious… Why?… Who sets the rules? DNA crosses human lines because Adam and Eve held eggs for us all to look different. Matter-of-fact, Is … More Soon . . . Just YOU Being You, With All Our Various Hues

[ {Sandwiched ] Sandwiched as an Oreo between lack of kindness of inhumane kind? Ooze real sweetness developed through prayer, study, meditation, good association– Divine. Then maybe the outer casings will as a cookie crumble slide right off your compliant spine. Whatever the outcome continue to let your inner feelings stay soft and delightful. Let … More

A Truism as Boss . . . One Must ‘Count the Cost’ Reasoning ability, sound, keeps one grounded when a storm threatens our lives. Safety, we’ve found it. Profound, Christ’s advice: First count the actual cost. Expounded, he, of tragedy: Unfinished–Lost. There one kneels confounded: Why did I not succeed? Onlookers surrounding them. Harsh, in … More A Truism as Boss. . . You Must Count the Cost

Voices to touch tenderly flesh; strings emotions strung taut plucked to vibrate your heart play it as a harp start tears, stop your breathing; you pause in awe then exhale from beautiful musical sounds– vocal cords trembling strong soft mimicking lovely windy whispers rocky rivers thundering falls all gifts from our Greatest Composer. Watching the … More Voices