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beauty and death swirled into one

the light a pale kiss upon deep magenta veins

the Creator’s design to teach us Hope

for life is evolving in front of our eyes

one minute opening like a slow dance

the next withering into a curl of loss

darkening into dried silken ash

but before falling softly to the ground

another slow dance peels open God’s heart

blossoming into Hope in an instant

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Anticipation

trees and fog

not haunted

simply soft, echoing

a deep flutter

a twig heartbroken

one becomes three, four

whispers chilled to drops

grasping the tips of leaves

pierced by needles

shivering

in anticipation

of the warm kiss

of light

 

 

 

(taken at dawn below our paragliding launch zone)

Driving

brandon in front of a ferris wheel at Gorge 2016

Driving forward, nothing can stop him

With the will of a weed, he will steer

Through the chaos that fills every moment

Squealing tires and melting hearts, with little to no fear

Determined to make a life long remembered

His grip tight and spirit second to none

Taking his life and the world by storm

Transcending the scar of a forsaken son

No doubts trouble his insightful vision

Plowing through problems with ease and grace

His strength growing with each passing year

Determined to conquer and win each race

Shining his light into the darkest of realms

His fire for life a rare maternal element

Blinding en masse as his journey unfolds

His passion leads him to complete fulfillment

He will make each of his dreams happen

He’s a supernova just waiting to explode

Coupled with traits such as will and desire

Nothing can stop him or veer him off road

Stretching the Darkness

FGP9 - FIRST - woods behind snoq near bridge

oh, His eyes

were windows into my soul

straight through

an arrow slicing

into the desperate bottom

I had slid to

the faded shame

still circling the edges

of my darkest moment

accenting the distant light

as it floods over the brim

no stone untouched

except the one

I sat upon

wallowing in my own past

until finally

His eyes warmed

and gentled

and I knew His love again

as the light drew nearer

forgiveness

touched my heart

pulling ever pulling

as if a blackbird

flew away

stretching the darkness

until it snapped

BE VIBRANT!

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be vibrant in all you do

don’t waste your time being dull and blue

when your feet hit the floor

thank God and bounce out the door

when you smile make it wide

none of this fake stuff, half out the side

when you are being kind

unroll all your giving, simply unwind

when you are understanding

take that leap, forget about landing

when you need to be strong

rely on God all the day long

when you shine with hope

others will see and learn to cope

and when you love do it completely

with no judgment, make it unconditionally

Be Love, be Hope,

be Kind, be Flagrant

Be Joy, Be Light,

Be Bright, Be VIBRANT

Leafless Soul

rock

swaying, mesmerizing, back and forth

the leafless soul dances to life

ripples shimmering light in the tiniest waves

creating the current tune

faces appear to stare at the light

confused by the babbling all around

washing on by with each passing shadow

eyes winking in altered states

pushed and pulled they float away

in a gentle shifting with each rush

while the rootless hangs on, little condos of life,

flood proof and settled in, rock solid

no longer lost in a blurry crowd

a pulse of green to light the way home

Wavering

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she folded her heart safely inside… no one knew why

simply gentle to a fault

a blossom wavering in the wind

her true colors velvety soft

to the depths of her very soul

still she chose to stand alone… no one knew why

lifting her face to the blue sky

bending just enough in the breeze

arching towards the truest light

understanding the pull in her soul

her heart began to peel open… only He knew why

Lion of Light

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just a wisp of dandy perfection

this tiny feathered flight

such is God’s amazing design

His little Lion of the Light

with a feathered flower seed

to float on boneless wings

for a Grace-filled rebirth

just like His Lion of All Kings

even as a dusty desert rose

the only beauty in rough sand

her seeds are beyond precious

dancing across the driest land

growing by seeds in a milky cocoon

butterfly children are painted

born with a bright life in mind

their acceptance of color sainted

as ever amongst nature’s life

from massive to micro-Glory He shines

for no one has God’s creative heart

or can fathom His Holy designs

Faithfully

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through the forced rain

trampled without thought

bending her elegant bow

abandoned to rot

lying alone she trembled

her color fading fast

the cold creeping about

her future lucidly cast

unable in any way to hide

unwilling to spiritually stray

her natural light shines

before a pallet of gray

her sole purpose ingrained

giving life to others fully

God’s Glorious plan

her soul purpose Holy

never waning once

grasping no longer growing

now quenched of thirst

faithfully she’s glowing

The Naked Trees

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resting on the branches

as if tired somehow

leaning closer to death

pining for us

to see the wisdom

in a symbiotic breath

 

outlining a gentle touch

or caressing an arm

tickling in the breeze

you brighten each

wooden smile from stem

to last to leave

 

clearly molding

an organic love

hovering to tease

yet bound by choice

wildly embracing

the stark naked trees

Each Step

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following footprints into the past

at the edge of an ocean unimaginably vast

across stepping stones jagged and raw

led by a brilliance beaming with awe

toes sinking into a swirling mist

of wispy strands in a pinkish blue twist

my path across the sea a brave step away

if only my faith would finally hold sway

over my fears of literally no escape

wrapped in a darkness like a doubting cape

until light pierces my soul into soaring

far above the evil baneful and roaring

as I float across a graceful green blue sea

each step I take ripples back to me

Sage

lake seaweed

 

reflecting in

the deep darkness

cold and beaten down

never quite reaching the warmth

… just hovering above in the sage light

smothered in silt

shifting with regret

despising its own wailing

still muffled and useless

… buried with the dead even so

not wise enough to realize

it will divinely thrive

drawing closer to what it needs

out of the raw lonely depths

… needful of just patience and peace

Flit

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blown

or escaping

grazing a cloud

not knowing how to be

a second of joy

a wisp of a whirl

or in a flit of rage

it holds

wings lay bare

feasting

fluttering in fire

a blazing stretch

and it breaks free

only drawn west

by a graceful instinct

to follow the light

The BEAUTY of GOD’S TEARS

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of Majesty His middle name

and Light becoming His Heritage

kneaded with amazing sired into Glory

One Creator the beginning of His Story

dreaming in a brilliant rainbow of hope

in an infinity of sky only required

a fall of millions of years Fathering

the eternal beauty of God’s Tears

Opening Innocently

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the depth of pure white

the ghost of a love

wild with curiosity

allured by the light

attaining the striking beauty

of the rare honesty

in a radiant soul

pales into a blush

as it believes in truth

opening innocently

only to the Son

CRIMSON

red maple 2

 

 

we celebrate

the day it started

with palms and fronds

piled at His feet

reaching up so far

as to blind the people

gloating in alleys

planning to hurt

blades rising up

stalking His Grace

craving His Glory

green with a sickness

soon to be passed over

in a perfect crimson

reeds bloodied by burden

shimmering beyond on high

the Light of a Savior

given the shaft

Creation

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pulling the clouds down to make mountains

a swirl here, a puff there

the dark ridge to the left mimicking an earlier creation

of a mountain ridge covered in snowpack

but they’re just clouds

clouds making my heart flutter

hanging low just above the rise of earth

as darkness and light decide who’s in charge

their gentle battle rarely causing harm

yet creating a pastel of unbelief

shimmering, hanging in the balance

by the greatest hand to ever wave across the sky

to show us

what Heaven must truly be like

ah… but the Glory of a Sunrise…

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Ah… but the Glory of a Sunrise saying “Let there be light!”

I often wonder does God give us sunrises just because He loves us?

I can’t imagine any other reason for them being so utterly beautiful.

So blindingly incredible!

Does He just want to remind us that He is here, or He is just waking up?

Does He want us to see the Glory and stop for a moment and say “good morning”?

Or is He just showing off His amazing talent? Talent I’ve never found anywhere else.

Talent by us, who have never ever even come close.

The beauty takes my breath away as I stand there in awe… and finally after I

frantically get my camera out, take multiple shots, hoping to catch the best shot…

I inhale the Glory slowly… and say…

“Good Morning God, and a beautiful day to you, too!”

Daring the Air to Weep

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the earth felt it deep in the vibrating stone

with each crash echoing as thunder cracked the sky

rolling darkness swirled into being

while the son fought to gain entry

heat rose fuelling the clouds daring the air to weep

as the pure beacon of light broke free it streaked across Heaven

scorching the mountain

and became Him

exploding in a glorious burst

for it had found the reason it existed

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YESHUAH!

sand twinkled in the moonlight

oh but it was a silent night

you could almost hear the world sigh

as peace descended from on high

the animals paused all together

birds sat quietly in a flock of feather

ancient men softly repeating hosanna

as angels sang a glorious Hallelujah

~~~~~~~

and right before that very moment

in an instant of pure unsurpassed love

a tiny baby was being born

the Blessed seed from God above

~~~~~~~

not a cloud appeared in the deep blue

only awe and anticipation grew

as a bright star above pulsed rapidly

its pure white light shining intrepidly

as the wind ceased to gust and gale

a full moon rose in an aura of pale

for nothing on Earth had ever come close

to the Glory and Will of a Heavenly Host

~~~~~~~

and at that extraordinary moment

in an instant of unparalleled Deity

a tiny baby named Yeshuah was born

the most Blessed Gift from God Almighty

~~~~~~~

Happy Birthday Yeshuah

and

Merry Christmas to all!

The Eve

awe, tis the eve before the Lord’s birth

none could fathom its unequaled worth

a little Mamma would hold her babe tight

the others looking up at the bright light

soon snuggling up to her breast he took

his eyes opening with that very first look

the breath that began a life long event

a veil pulled aside and later to be rent

but for now the greatest joy rose from above

as God Blessed Us All with HIS AMAZING LOVE

A Frozen Soul

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when confusion sets in over a frozen soul

locked in a spiral floating in the wind

a shadow standing dark and long

looks on at the blinding light

not quite understanding warmth or a touch

its icy indifference a crystallized drop

among a trillion cold tears falling silently

gathered together yet acres apart

a crust of vanity chilling to the core

where wisdom is shattered by a breath

and greed becomes a frost of evil dusting

Long Before Time – The Moses Beings

I wrote this poem today, to use in my second book,

Long Before Time; the Moses Beings.

Every four lines in a stanza are inserted at the beginning of each chapter. Yes, I know it is very long, the longest poem I have ever written, as each stanza is a short “poetic representation” of the chapter it heads. It is more like a short story, but there are 29 chapters in the book. lol

Enjoy, and I will applaud you if you make it to the end without falling asleep!! 🙂

 

Long Before Time

 

Embroiled in a desert

yet frozen in time

life sparked in a fire anew

amidst a pulverized grime.

 

A journey began in darkness

creeping below a cool moon

searching for a hazy hope

waning in the afternoon.

 

An indigo hint of life

sprinkled like spring flowers

barren of song or soaring

emptiness fell in showers.

 

Danger near at every bend

yet faith endured echoing

a promise from beyond

nigh a spirit of knowing.

 

In sickness and in health

‘til death do they part

striving to survive

unrivaled love fills the heart.

 

Taunting moments

endured for too long

shifting into joy

erupting into song.

 

Praying for comfort

kneeling on a mountain temple

abruptly desolate and alone

accepting far from simple.

 

Reaching a river’s edge

a black swirling menace

fighting back the tears

only calm on the surface.

 

Starting over

an inconceivable cost

devastation unbearable

wandering and lost.

 

Still life finds a way

while painful to the weak

crafting laughter gently

for the humble and the meek.

 

The birth of all things new

from trees to life in the sea

outshines deaths’ stroke

as a bird soars free.

 

Winging its way to the ocean

heading into twilight

the day escapes in a flutter

a journey fashioned in flight.

 

The crushing of the waves

a thundering travesty

a pretense of floating beauty

brilliant as an eagle’s majesty.

 

Just as the mountains range down

reaching for its pebbles fallen

the sea grips life in a tide

rolling engorged and swollen.

 

Like bricks pounding

or a seashell of pearl

the ocean rages inward

in a deadly savage swirl.

 

Like the madness in a horse

eating until it’s bursting

a briny sadness fills the soul

and sorrow leaves it thirsting.

 

Similar to a wandering spirit

days turn into weeks of pain

the folly of a vagrant life

becomes a brackish rain.

 

Yet even Dahlia’s suddenly close

before a miserable storm

sealing up a meager home

their dwelling safe and warm.

 

Despite the unusualness

of the moon controlling the tides

announcing a novel presence

an owl rarely hides.

 

Survival means its hunting

nightly hour by hour

watching life above a darkened trail

eyes wide open and dour.

 

Prepared for the unexpected

option for an offered meal

like a bear or any other predator

an owl swoops in with zeal.

 

Known for their protectiveness

guarding against danger in the night

this spirit beneath the pale moon

only rests in bright sunlight.

 

Truly as the twinkle of stars light

an ancient well-worn path

this bird of prey knows not

to incur an eagle’s wrath.

 

As he soars above all

a surveying menace in his domain

spiraling down to his mate

safely nested his children remain.

 

Thus he journeys far and wide

he will die to shield and defend

his offspring from any calamity

with almighty talons to rend.

 

For she has birthed

the greatest glory to God

majestic and grand

for all to applaud.

 

Then he will teach them

every skill he’s ever known

how to reach the almighty heavens

just as he was shown.

 

For nothing is greater upon this Earth

than reaching Almighty God above

rising above the windswept skies

and receiving His Almighty Love.

No Greater Father

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No Greater Father

6-15-14

 

for God so loved the world

His amazing love unfurled

as He gave His only begotten Son

to a world He had already begun

that whosoever believeth in Him

no matter your faith or goyim

shall not perish

for He will always cherish

and show us the way

up that glorious stairway

to teach us the truth

from a beginning like Ruth

and have everlasting life

never ending without strife

there is no greater Father than above

He is the meaning of True Love

~~~~~~~

Happy Father’s Day

He Did.

He says, “Come to me as a child.”

Innocent, open in wonder.

He says, “I am the light.”

Bright, leading the way.

He says, “Forgive.”

For your self to live.

He says, “Just love.”

Simply, everyone.

He says, “I Am.”

Just like His Father.

He says, “Behold.”

To see the truth.

He says, “I Am the way.”

And was with every step.

He says, “I will die for you.”

And He did.

What part of that don’t you get?

a gentle nieve

“oh what a tangled web we weave,

when at first we practice to deceive,”

words of wisdom I didn’t write

still these words you can truly believe

like the words I write will spare you not

for I rarely give a moments reprieve

from the insightful beliefs I share

my only goal I strive to achieve

is shocking you with a faithful mind

I never ever aim to try to relieve

I desire to wake your sleeping hope

leading some doubters to often grieve

but much like the horror and screams

remind you of a swastika on a sleeve

or the death of a single Son shows you

if you love deeply darkness will leave

I want you to search your soul instead

my only aim the light you shall receive

sparing you from an unnecessary death

as a child who continues to disbelieve

No Matter the Darkness

Boring people to tears on a Sunday

I never really wanted to be a preacher

I’d rather be a happy camper example

much like a bubbly first grade teacher.

Filled with love and great joy each day

passing along my happiness and cheer

bouncing around the room like colors

of a rainbow splashed across a mirror.

When I write the truth I smile inside

filled with a sweet holiness to bursting

trying to pass on to those missing out

who plainly to me I see are thirsting.

But this wall they place firmly around

not only blocks out my flowing love

but they don’t see how it isolates them

in a bubble of loneliness also from above.

They don’t need any silly beliefs or faith

they continue to say they’re fine this way

they’ve got money, a nice house and car

a good job, a family and their friends all say,

they’re a nice person just leave them alone

they passed on their useless fortune instead

giving the only thing they thought worthy

then died and were buried with few tears shed.

They passed on nothing of real true value

they left behind an empty cold shell

not realizing their selfishness and determination

would lead them in the end to a cold dead hell.

Sadly they never know that this is not all

they will end at this moment in rotting bugs

when instead they could’ve made one last climb

to spend eternity filled with love and hugs.

They were so sure that this was all there was

just this short 100 years of painful existence

having no idea it was just a short test

to prove they were worthy of God’s Presence.

So each day I continue to shine my light

no matter the darkness I run into each day

my rainbow colors sparkling across the sky

I reach out reflecting in a warm array.

Hoping to teach and reach just one person

my quota low in 5 billion souls unconscious

knowing if I shine bright enough I might save them

from their final death, already paid for by Jesus.

Rising Within

its always darkest before the dawn

someone once said

but what about the dark that creeps

inside our head

clawing its way out screeching

in despair

blocking the light that resides

already there

do we let it tunnel around

our eyes

or wash over our every

thought

or do we open our mind

and reveal

we already know it was paid for

and bought

with dark crimson dripping

down a pale skin

punctured hands and soul

rising within

while lightning streaked across

the sky

showing us clearly darkness is

all just a lie

ok, I feel like I must repent for my last post…

hehehe, nah! twas a long time ago, and well, I’ve matured since then. Not grown up one wit, but aged enough to know I was a stinker! So this one’s for God!

 

sun shinin’

like Yeshuah’s eyes

sparklin’

across a soft pond

reminds me

light

spoken one night

first dawned

sprinklin’

like dew

over the tiny

leaves of a frond

brightly

echoing

a life long

bond

Night Light

Night Light

1-22-14

Plagued with tumors for years

I am still radioactive waste

glowing like a lightning bug

I light up the desperate night.

They continue to form freely

each new nightmare tries in vain

to make me waver just enough

to turn away from what is right.

Prayers keep me mostly sane

praise lifts my senseless worry

until I streak across empty canyons

I am an eagle soaring in flight.

This world can’t contain me

or hide me in the shadows

or smother my hope with pain

for I am filled with Glorious light.

Glimmering across flower tips

at the edge of dead cold caves

through the murky dull clouds

beams touching darkened sight.

Two new tumors this morning

threaten my human life again

but my healer rises stronger

giving me His sword of light.

Knowing why I twinkle here

spreading love across waters

raging and lapping at sinking feet

not once needing to fight.

~~~~~~~

I know what’s inside me is right

I’ll always shine radioactively bright

blinding the edge of your wavering sight

for I am now the Lord’s night light.