The Cell

The Cell

Alone
And in my empty cell
I try to find the words
To tell
Of Your Great Beauty

You come to me
Across a dark, dampened floor
Only the light on Your Face
Helping my soul to soar
Over & above
Whatever life’s tomorrow
May hold for me in store

So,
Whatever prisons you
Must face
Only on our Christ’s 
Loving face
Will you be allowed to trace
The strength, courage
You will need
For your songs to sing
Of this Prince of Peace
This Heavenly King
as upward toward 
His Heavenly gates
He alone carries each soul
On the Purest of Glory’s wings!

Divorce, Divorce

Divorce, Divorce

Divorce, Divorce
Such a slippery slimy course
Icky, sticky
Shouldn’t we feel some remorse?

Signs of the times
Mobs in the culture all cry
But who put them in charge
Seems almost like
A ridiculous farce
Shall we begin to spar?

Who gets the last word
Surely there’s someplace to look
You say there is an older book
Which answers many questions
That within its black and white lines
God’s Holy Spirit beckons

Listen to its words
So once again we may return
Faithfulness, sanctity
Peace, security
True love back to our homes
And no longer out in the darkness
Will our children be forced to roam!

Every Day!

Every Day!

Every day,
We need your help
Still so many tears on earth
Do fall
Please stop to hear, to listen
To our calls

Return to me
Before I may move
Not impossible is this
To understand for you

From above God’s voice beckons
Turn & live in a new direction
So from my throne may flow
My Joy-Filled weapons
That you may live in
The newest of glorious heavens
Forever enthroned upon
My loving affections! 

Zechariah 1:3 Therefore tell the people: This is what the Lord Almighty says: Return to me, declares the Lord Almighty and I will return to you says the Lord Almighty.(NIV)

Jeremiah 32:27 Behold I am the Lord the God of all flesh. Is there anything too hard for me? (KJV)

Poem to an Abstract

Poem to an Abstract

Star whirl
Colors twirl
In bright ribbons
Around your head
So I believe
To yourself
You said:
“I should do something
With this

Leaning forward 
With a gentle kiss
The Son said:
“I agree although
We have not a 
Compelling need
Except to perhaps
See
If this, our love,
More are willing to receive

So you spoke
And You built
Soon those colors
They filled
A universe
Of twirling shapes
Forms
Some soft
some hard, terse

So You
Built an earth
Of greens & blues
Such vibrant hues
Plants, animals
& at last your man
Such glorious life
Only Your peace
No strife

Until
We spoiled it
But 
Remember
Your Son You
Did send us
Someday will 
It be returned
And once again
We will be 
Allowed to learn
Of Your Glorious Perfection!!

New Day!

New Day!

Rushing, crashing
Waves of life
Come washing over me
From a tumultuous,
Increasingly treacherous sea!

Brokenness comes into 
The line of the shore
With a raging, angry
Dangerous roar
What is it that they want
My frail, tiny boat
At last
To completely swamp?

For this is what it seems
As to my craft I cling
And scream
Those waves keep 
Coming,
Coming
In large volumes,
Positively reams
Sent by that satan
That oh so ancient enemy

But of this life he 
Will not have the last word
Because as quickly as he comes
Away will he be turned
By a larger, grander, 
More Powerful Ship
Will he be
Destroyed,
Forever spurned 

With the unfolding of just one
Bright, white sail
satan is completely undone, 

Rising in a brighter boat
Is God’s Only Son
Golden on the horizon
As a rapidly rising sun
In Pure Joy,
That New Day of our
Lord & King has finally 
and at last come!!!

Lost World

Lost World

who would want to live
in a world without
God’s purpose
Where boundaries have no name
each human heart
choses the beginning
of its own tumultuous game

no structure
no solidity
only constant fluidity
rampant running 
from one idea to another
as they lay sunning
on rocks just waiting
another innocent
to be baiting
not realizing each stone
carries the lust of 
each heart’s own depravity

guidelines are good
standing out from the crowds 
as they should
but just make sure they come
from God’s reliable source
with them you may run
a more worthy course
of purpose
not caught in a nervous circus
so stay away from the
darkened service
of a ‘Lost World’