It Is a PrayerEach morning when I wakeIt Is a Prayer2 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Before my feet touch the floor
A prayer rings through my mind
Starting the day with boundless hope.
Each day as I walk the halls
Pounded by the daily grind
A prayer pops into my head
Sustaining the energy needed to proceed.
Each evening as I lay to rest
The sun setting and moon aglow
A prayer precedes my slumber
Issuing in dreams of a better day.
Truth IsTruth is whatever you make it to beTruth Is20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Truth is whatever makes you feel better about yourself
Truth is just words that causes nothing but pain and no joy
Truth is whatever you make it to be
Multiple truths and little lies
Truth is whatever you believe it is
It's been that way for many years
Why does it matter? Truth is never absolute
Truth is found in songs, television, and art
Truth is praised and preached in a philosophy class
Truth is that God is dead and you can do whatever you want
But in the end, we only confused ourselves
Truth is as Holy Week is about to end, a price was paid before we were born
Truth is in one week, two worlds collided in a way never seen before
Truth is a price was paid through a love that is forever true and unending
Truth is a price was paid when the son of God was beaten and humiliated for us
Truth is that we are just as bad a Judas Iscariot
Even in the small things that we do
But the truth is that because the Son of God died for us, you can have eternal life
Easter, 2014I rose from bed this morningEaster, 20147 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
expecting of the day,
a dreary-eyed wondering
of all that comes my way.
I'm lifted from my sleeping,
and woken from my dreams,
walking through the open roads
in sunlight and moonbeams.
I live again in promise,
another day to face,
another way to live this life,
to yearn and smell and taste.
Resurrected in the light
of everything I've learned,
I'm breathing in my second chance,
reborn again, returned!
Cruciantur AnimaeA sweeping calm comes to welcome youCruciantur Animae15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
The grace of relaxation that engulfs the senses
Guided, never dragged, to unknown destinations
Cool air with wisps of fog
Light and free across the earth
Floating over snow
Voices low and sweet
Thoughts no more
Lips stitched shut
Bones now ash
Skin paper thin
Eyes like headlights
You're one of them now
Set to enternal loneliness
Made to haunt moonlight
UntitledSet my eyes on You, LordUntitled20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keep me from leaning on my own works or pride
For who can stand without your Grace?
Let me in Your many promises be assured
For in You all power and mercy does reside
Raising me from doubt unto a better place
UntitledThe fire inside me rages.Untitled11 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In anger I burn myself.
Oil in the water continues to corrupt my soul.
Ash and debris melts my skin away.
Erupting inside and out
This volcano explodes causing chaos and destruction.
anger resides in us all
An Easter Sunday QualmPost Requiem,An Easter Sunday Qualm3 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sanity burn secondary notice of a well hymnal rehearsed 3rd exposure degree in hate delinquent speech, Pretentiously spreading by unintelligible thriving sedated belief children of a hive, Attempting to bell spot of heaven's light toll water's defiant periodic damaged table elements from H20 into late prayer night's lonely filtered out intoxicated sanity wine after a long day dictating the gospel of gossip for God's unholy hypnotised appeal beside the bullhorn street adulterated corner by a voice of intolerant reason.
In earnest anticipation of,
The Rapture of Conscious Sedation
Overflowing Presence, #1Never are you alone, wanderer,Overflowing Presence, #16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for there is no way to escape
the hasting streams of divine trencher
overflowing all your days.
Never are you alone, pilgrim,
though all your dread so declares.
Never are you alone, pilgrim,
where the Spirit always reigns.
Even at night's darkest hours,
when your bones tremble with fear,
when coldness shows its deadly power -
the Lord is close, the Lord is near.
Each little part of your body
He's created, knows it all.
Each hair on your skin He's counted;
He holds you tight, breaks each your fall.
So what's there to be afraid of,
what has you all shaking, child?
Open your eyes: God of heavens
radiates you with His light.
EternelsNotre ego...Eternels8 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Parce que fragiles.
Cette balance, si difficile...
La vie, un cours sur la vie?
Au moins, sur la tienne.
L'on rame si fort, si beau
Sur cette barque qui malmène,
Que même noyés, l'on crie.
Vivants comme cette eau de vie.
Patientant le remous, de rebondir.
C'est touchés, que l'on écrit.
Du malheur au pire,
Dans notre meilleur rire,
Même couchés dans la nuit,
Evenings Long AgoEvenings Long AgoEvenings Long Ago6 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
P.A. Riley (November 2013)
Skies full of tiny golden lights
My small hands, just out of reach
Soft blades of freshly cut grass
Tickling my feet
Staining them green
Miniature paint brushes at work
The occasional firefly of splendor
Its pure curiosity
Yet simple grandiosity
Would provide me a jar ever so bright
Throughout the glorious evening
The summertime season
Of absolute freedom
A young lad in love with his life
Recall, I do, the twilight of long ago
Wild childhood fantasies
These were the best days of my life, until now
PagannessAs I walk in the gardenPaganness20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know my Goddess walks with me.
I feel Her presence.
I feel Her love.
It calms my anguish
And heals my scars.
As I sit by the river
I know my God sits besides me.
I feel His wisdom being spoken to my soul
Comforting my fears, comforting my broken soul.
I feel His strength
And I become no longer weak.
As I walk in nature
I feel the energies connecting to mine
Knowing we are all one.
Knowing there is more than any of us
Could ever try to understand.
As I sit alone
I feel my own soul
That beats within me
That pulsates a different rhythm than my heart.
A rhythm of strength,
Daring to become the impossible,
Willing to become true to my own nature.
A freeing experience to be so one with yourself.
Knowing your dark side and light side are both pieces
That make you whole and isn't something to weed or fix.
For without it you will indeed be truly broken.