On this page I will be posting some of my poems. Some are old; some are new. They are expressions of hope, fear, love, doubt and faith. They are about the holiness of God, the wonders of His creation and the frailties of mankind. Read on and be sure to leave me a note in my guest book if any of them inspire, challenge or offend you.
Holy Lord of all is He.
Holy is the King.
Holy is His name.
To Him alone I sing.
The clouds above will crown Him.
Praise rises from the seas.
The mountains bow before Him.
And I on bended knee
Will worship Him Who made me,
Who called me by my name,
And know that He Who saved me
Forever stays the same.
Sing not sadly, oh, stars,
For I cannot stand the sound.
Sing not sadly, oh, stars,
Give not my heart another wound.
Sing not care-freely, oh, stars,
For if you do I die.
Sing not care-freely, oh, stars,
Let silence fill the sky.
Sing not, oh, stars. Sing not.
c 10/95Comfort
Zophar and Bildad are my comforters
They blare at me, their mouths as trumpeters.
I thought he was my friend.
He was Joab in the end.
He stabbed me in the side,
And at the gate I died.
I counted you as true,
Instead you pierced me through.
c 4/4/90
A Spider's Web
The silver silk in spiral stretched
With chrystal beads in glory etched
The rays around reflected red
A sacred crown on nature's head
A secret danger lurks within
The spider's art beheld by men.
c 8/94The Pond
The pond lies back at sunrise,
Gold at sunset glaring in our eyes.
Shining silver in the moonlight.
Lying still throughout the night.
The pond, its color always changing,
Like our lives forever rearanging.
c 10/84Clouds
Clouds, whispers, slowly
c 3/5/91
Heart of a Friend
Smile for me and light the way.
Lend your ear and point the way.
Be my friend and give a shove.
Push me on and show me love.
Recieve a trouble; hear a woe.
And help my hands to let it go.
When I'm with you I know I'm free
To be myself what e'er that be.
I know I'm safe until the end
In the heart of a friend.
c 5/2/91Cultureshocked
A butterfly in a box
Like a queen in stocks
Bound by a world
She does not understand.
She struggles with pains
And makes great, great gains,
But how small they seem
As she swims up stream
And round her is swirled
A web of demand
In a world
She does not understand.
From back where she came
It wasn't the same
Secure in a world
She knew how to command
Not made alone
By words unknown
Happy and free
With security
Singing a tune
To the light of the moon
In a world
She knew how to command.
Princess, be brave
While deep in the cave
And find yourself
With new found wealth
In another world
You now understand.
c 4/29/91Mamihlapinatapei
I look at you and you at me.
Is that the end and must it be?
I want to tell you how I feel.
Could we both hurt together heal?
What is that look within your eye?
It seems to spark and quickly die.
I've seen your eyes and you've seen mine.
Is that the end, the finish line?
You know the words I want to say.
We both begin to go our way.
Perhaps if just a word I spake,
Or could you do it for my sake?
You turn away. It seems so slow.
Can't you see I hate to go?
Another chorus to the ode.
Another feather on the load.
c 9/90Going
The time was measured
You now return from
My heart like lead it
Because of all the
I keep you in my heart
I'll keep you there
I don't know what the
But on it files;
I pray it brings me
And one day dawns on
That's friendship old that
c 12/92
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