Crumb Crunchers

Crumb crunchers
So dear to me
Thumb suckers
Cling to my knee

Who knows
What I’ll find
In my pockets?
While guarding
Their fingers
From power sockets

I am the
Tickle monster
Who ekes out
Giggles galore
When up-turned faces
Beg for more

I toddle among
These
Knuckle gummers
Whose mouths
Have a date
Across the summers
Here and there
They osmose
Through their tongues

Tis the age and
Time to whet
Their palates
So they’ll know
The uniqueness
Of Your Word
Through the sweetness
Of the honeycomb

So that in time
To come
They shall not depart
From Him.

RWOz2

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I Met a Poem

I met a poem
Once
All unaware
She was one

She did for
The least of these
And was told
Twas for the Son

She submits
Her scheme
To follow
His theme

Her metre
Marking time
To His beat
Her rhymes
Line by line
Toll complete

And raises
Others up
With no thought
To her own

By which was shown
We too can poems be
Songs formed
On the lips of God.

RWOz2

Do Not Rage

Do not rage against the light
nor against the One who made it
Do not dare to mock His right
to do with you as He sees fit

People or things
People or things
On which side do you come down on?
For He died upon a thing
Not for it
But for you.

RWOz2

Imaginary Friend?

Some suppose
A belief in God
To be a
Misplaced claim
Or at its
Lowly best
“There, there,
That’s no way
To use your brain.”

“The poor clod
Is merely clinging
To a friend
Imaginary.”
So suggests
My adversary

If such be the case
With you
What say that you
Seek the answer to
Who imagined you?

RWOz2

Silvered Hair

(The birthday girls in their birthday month).

You can have your gold
On its looks, I’m not sold
Give me silver and its gleam
That – I whole-heartily esteem

But if you think
This whim strange
Your opinion
I seek to change
For God Himself
Gives His approbation
On His saints
In silver acclamation

Render to them your praise
Fitting their renown
As complement to the Lord’s
Silver crown.

[Proverbs 16:31]

RWOz2

Driveway Tea

The trees have turned their coats
From green to crimson gold.
And soon like careless teens
Will drop them on the floor
And there they will lie
While I them spy
Safe and dry indoors

At this turn of seasons
Deciduous lesions
Steep the seeping rain
Into a spot
Of driveway tea

This cold brew
A fusion of leaf
And rain and dew
A concoction
Sans relief
Leaves a stain
Beyond belief

But for now
I let it be
For I must wait
Till turn of spring
To expunge the dregs
Of driveway tea.

RWOz2

Screaming Red

Screaming red

Echo shore

What he said

Poe no more.

RWOz2

Look into my heart

(Would like to thank whomever put the basis of this graphic together. But could not locate him/her. Hope they would approve my tweaking of it).

Look into my heart
See the gladness there
My world is in your smile

We lift praise to Him
Who revealed His Heart
Joy bursts forth from There
Heaven is in His Smile.

RWOz2

The Eyes

The eyes
Disguise
Their true intent

They beam
Through seams
To bare cement

While you
Beguile
All that you meant

To blink
And think
Time to repent.

RWOz2

Truth Shall Rhyme

There is a rock that is higher than I

And heart cries with longing to be on.

There

Truth shall rhyme with beauty

Righteousness and faith shall kiss

For

The Kingdom is where the King is

Future and past and present.

RWOz2