Kindness
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Obscured
I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And clouds don’t last forever. One day… You will standstrongand proud, And I will see you fully,toptobottom, Illuminatedby a never-ending sun. The Pic and a Word Challenge is (usually) a weekly creativity prompt offered Mondays. Photo Credit:Patrick Jennings…
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Then I Will Bring a Boat
It seems my friends have Sorrows fit to Drown; They’ve just enough Pure Joy to stay Afloat.
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and.
This is how it will always be.
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Sonnet XLI – Christmastide
It’s “Boxing Day” which means the season’s o’er? In ‘Murica, again, we have it wrong.
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Don’t Yuck Someone Else’s Yum – #SoCS
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
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Then What?
In general, I find a great deal of peace and predictability in the turning of the liturgical seasons. In other ways, it’s tremendously troublesome. Always waiting. Always looking for what’s next. “OK, that one’s done, and I guess it didn’t ‘work’ either. What do we wait for next?”
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Unwrapping the Gift of Wenceslas
I have to be honest; I’ve never liked this carol much.
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Sonnet XL: Refocusing
The bad’s still there – I’ll let the best abound.
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On Advent – I: Love Has Freed Us All
Life finds a way / Love finds a way / Amor nos omnes liberavit
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awash in truer song – Sonnett XXXIX
My yonder wild still calls, don’t get me wrong; some days its Sirens all that fill my ears.
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Somehow Sustained
“Admitting weakness makes us strong” A paradox for certain How can a “right” seem oh so wrong Revealed by open curtain? They said that healing went like thisI dreamt myself… exception?No messy parts – the gore you’d missThen bandage off… perfection. The time to show – inopportuneI’ve other ventures waitingBut in this state – feel…
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Insides Out
I want to live with Insides Out / Is ever too much Out in doubt?
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I’ve fallen for myself
And in this place / of perfect / prostration, / I discover Love / in abundance / for all.
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A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
The road from here is rocky danger / And when we reach the end – who knows? / A peaceful path perchance yet stranger
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The wheels came off
The wheels came off,And foolishly… I kept driving… When I had a mechanicIn the passenger seat TheWholeDamnTime Wanting So badly To smooth the ride.
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Into the Gray – #SoCS
These days, anyone who says the Bible is “crystal clear” on anything beyond “God is love” is immediately suspect in my mind.
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I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith; I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
defying atrophy 