Tag Archives: Poetry
Common Grace: A Tree
Mary’s Perfume
John
Love Dwells
If you don’t
Feel love,
If you don’t
Think of,
Those whom surround
You now;
Those who are bound
For Hell.
And somehow
You think,
You have had,
The drink-
That represents
Christ’s blood;
His covenant:
His love.
Then, if I may,
Suggest a Jew,
I think I’ll say,
His gift’s for you.
Repent and believe,
Vigorously.
Mercy you’ll receive,
Continuously.
Love them often.
Love each one well.
He is awesome.
In Christ, love dwells.
Time
It’s been so long since last I played times song.
A song descending and ascending and continuing on.
Propaganda taught me to know time. Continue reading
Smoking Squares
A Dog’s Thoughts
This is the Way

A man walks his dog on a quiet afternoon
This
Is the way
We go to reach
The snow from the Continue reading