To use a wrong word
To worship the Word
Is in a word
Reckless
RWOz2
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Category Archives: Poetry
love LOVE
love – ours the feeling
LOVE – His the doing, dying, living
RWOz2
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
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
