just another jar of thyme preserves...

Bugs fly silently as words fail. I stare through dark sunglasses, trying to find the soul hidden in darkness. We're so similar, yet not at all.  To be or not to be. We get up; walk down a wooded path; blow dandelions like carefree children. And yet, in a way, it feels like a farce. We're not children, and we'll never return to the innocence of our youth. Our antics belie our reality. Time feels frozen, but I know this moment will end. The downy seeds that sprung from canary yellow will be swept away by the winds of time, of life, of fate.

My Brain, Currently

There once was a guy,
Who blogged once a while,
He wasn't consistent,
Or even persistent.

He really needs to read this book,
Or maybe even just take a look,
But he'll surf the web like Spiderman,
And slowly smother his grand plan.

#mylife

Marriage

Christ and the Church,
A love beyond time,
This is marriage's,
Measuring line.

Ephesians 5

Simple Pleasures

Warm socks from the dryer,
Marshmallows on fire,
Angel food cake,
Apple crisp bake,
Donuts,
Peanuts,
Candy

Henceforth, I am planning on putting the working title of my poems into the post title, like I did here. FYI. I'm beginning to think that my blog will be mostly poetry in the future.

Wisdom (a poem)

Candlelight,
Shines so bright,
On a face,
Full of grace.

Round and lined,
Eyes half blind,
Soft grey hair,
Skin once fair.

Wisdom shines,
Through the lines,
Flesh so tired,
Mind inspired.

The Love of God

Looking for love,
In all the wrong places,
When really a Dove,
Should fill all the spaces.

I wrote this poem for a poetry contest last year. The person I sent it to replied that they liked the humor in it and thought I should keep writing poetry.

I didn't mean for it to be funny.

Another Poem

So, my New Year's resolution last year was to post one poem a week on my blog. I probably wrote enough poetry over my Christmas break to do that this year, but it probably won't happen unless my readers bug me. :) However, here's one that I just wrote today. I'd appreciate title suggestions.

I have a dream,
To find the gleam,
Hidden in the eye,
Of the broken and despised.

To know their name,
And feel their pain,
To love like Christ,
Whatever the price.