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You are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. James 4:14

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April 4, 2020 at 2:27pm
April 4, 2020 at 2:27pm
#980227


I wonder,
Have I caught the virus?
My usual diabetic cough,
Seems a bit more severe,
Than before.







April 3, 2020 at 11:14pm
April 3, 2020 at 11:14pm
#980163

I thrice write,
To hide my dark envy,
Of certain talented creators,
Whose views on God's Heaven,
May differ.

April 3, 2020 at 10:21pm
April 3, 2020 at 10:21pm
#980159




My Heaven,
Exists for more than name,
Or waking on beautiful mornings,
Or lasting memories,
It is God.








April 3, 2020 at 3:43am
April 3, 2020 at 3:43am
#980105
I am dust drifting on the gentle breeze,
Fine as pollen, I explore every crevice and surface,
Invisible to some, an irritation to others,
In the great cosmos I am nothing,
Yet, I'm given life and shaped into the image of God.





April 2, 2020 at 6:28pm
April 2, 2020 at 6:28pm
#980079
She and I are lovers of spring,
New butterflies and midges,
And all that swim in the sea of pollen,
On the banks of the Blue River,
We slumber together as if one.
April 2, 2020 at 5:56pm
April 2, 2020 at 5:56pm
#980077


White curls tinged with gold,
He whines to get his way.
His tongue welcomes fatty treats.
He appreciates grooming, baby talk,
And tickles under his chin.

April 2, 2020 at 5:41pm
April 2, 2020 at 5:41pm
#980075
My adopted mother was no saint.
She delivered me from certain ruin,
On the outskirts of a small midwestern town.
She took me in at the age of three,
Because she loved me.
April 2, 2020 at 12:20pm
April 2, 2020 at 12:20pm
#980023
Wake naturally,
Appreciate each day,
Learn to identify bird songs,
Wash your dishes,
Endure the pain of retirement.
April 1, 2020 at 11:01pm
April 1, 2020 at 11:01pm
#979962
All who're sensitive are not weak,
It takes courage to tread quietly,
To live in but separate from the world.
To record honest observations,
While in fear of responsibility.


March 28, 2020 at 12:02pm
March 28, 2020 at 12:02pm
#979412
Dread! I turned the tap to pour water for my morning coffee and NO WATER! Why does disaster always fall on a weekend? Suddenly the loss of my jack-of-all-trades brother-in-law to liver cancer hit me on a purely material level. What mistake was made? The list is never-ending. Poking the water pump's relay I discovered it was frozen shut. I opened it. I checked the water and it flowed! I don't know why. I don't know why it didn't before. There're too many things I just don't know except I need to make an appointment with a professional.

No water for my coffee.
A death in the family.
Mistakes born of ignorance.
The fear of failure, again.


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