Reigning high from lofty throne Judgment passed, deeds not condoned Peasants scurry here and there Desperate to avoid dragon’s lair Fire breathing, self-righteous ruler No other found any crueler Palace life obscures view Compassion ne’er extended, ‘tis true Cracking whip; obedience forced Fear instilled; devotion coerced False perceptions; diatribes ensue Imprisonment granted for seekers of Read More
Speculation
Tears course softly down freckled cheek Eyes look towards heaven, answers to seek Face contorts, shoulders heave, Daddy, Daddy what mess we perceive Choices made with utmost discretion Path followed by your directions Ultimate goal not what we sought Did we go left, when right we ought? Barricaded, trapped, as if bands of steel Elusive Read More
Precious Daughter
Crafted, sculpted, beautifully formed Father loved before sky adorned Smiling eyes, shiny hair Known before you drew breath of air For His pleasure you were created Arrival on earth anxiously awaited Separated from Mother he knew you would be Created another to love like she Oceans divide, connected in heart Both long for the time Read More
Slow Thaw
Clamped shut, barricaded, sealed A once tender organ now protected by steel Fiercely guarded with might No one breaks through without a fight Self preservation caused heart to flee Days now approached with dreaded misery Heart longs for fellowship, cries alone Never intended to impersonate stone Innocent, trusting, naïve Learned the hard way; others deceive Read More
Breaking My Heart
Reality strikes. The culmination of almost eighteen years arrives. Preparation is futile, letting go is unnatural. Paternal instinct says love, protect, and care; release is never part of the plan. This morning I walked out my front door, as I do five mornings a week. Only this morning was different. This morning the normally comforting Read More
Her Story
Mother’s heart cries out for son Wounded, broken, unsure what she’s done Son’s heart wondered astray Hopes, dreams wrecked along the way Reflective memories of days gone by Bring tears of joy to Mother’s eyes Smiles and laughter replaced by sadness and pain Mother clings to hope; one day son’s heart will change Calloused scales Read More
Dwelling Place
Reflection can be a dangerous activity, one that allows our mind to travel where we did not intend to go. Thus was the case with me one recent morning. It was my first day back on the track in about a month. A temporary detour down a path of lesser resistance brought this epiphany; the Read More