Saturday, June 30, 2012

The Wild Mustang

   Grace in motion. A flawless beauty, a wild passion set free in
one spirited gallop.
   A beauty set free amongst the starry nights and sunny days.
   A lovely voice singing in the still of night as it flies on
winged hooves.
   Kicking up the ground and churning the soil between your hooves.
   The wind streaking through your hair as you canter
through starlit fields and across sunlit mountains. Searching,
straining to find a safe haven.
   Now your beauty, wild grace and gentle voice are in
jeopardy. You are slowing being lost to a growing
world.
   And once you are gone, you will never return.

Friday, June 29, 2012

Imagination

   An eagle soars through the empty desert of my mind. Waiting
for the flood of imagination to come through and sweep it away.
   A flood of water swirls around the corners of my mind's
house. It sweeps through, brushing away cobwebs.
   It sends an electric bolt through my body. Surging through
my fingers, moving the pencil across the page.
   The words surge forth faster than I can write. Thoughts get
jumbled across the blank page. Yet they magically come together.
   As swiftly as it comes, it goes. Inspiration and imagination
gallop away like wild horses, crossing the field of paper and ink.
   Breezes flutter the pages, casting thoughts to the floor. The horses
of imagination cast their silver shadows on my heart. Slowly,
they come back, did they ever leave?
   Slowly, I close the book and put the pencil on the desk.
Save my imagination for another rainy day.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

True Love Lasts Forever

   My one perfect love. A rose among thorns.
A dove among vultures. A perfect beauty.
   Without blemish or spot. A lily
amongst wheat. My bride, my one true
love, a white rose. White, a symbol of
your purity. Red, a symbol of our love.
Black, the color of my life without you.
   We, two, shall stand always. Never to
part. I take thee, my wife, to love in
sickness and health. 'Til death do us
part.
   Your soul is a beautiful song,
full of laughter and gentility. I will
love you always, forever.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The Cowboys

   Roping, cutting, leading, riding into history.
   You left behind legends, songs, stories and techniques.
You conquered the west, and the world, even though you
didn't know it.
   You guided the cattle through the plains. You sang your
songs which echoed through the night and into the day. Even
today, you echo through the pages of history. You are rustic
heroes in a technological world.
   Little boys, and girls, try to be like you. They don't understand
what you did. Your legacy lives through the textbooks
and through a few who are doing what you did. You live.
   Even though you aren't around as much, we admire you just
the same.
   One day, I hope to live a legacy just as great as yours. You
are my heroes and your legacy is what I'm living in my
life.
   You are the cowboys.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

The Swing

   Rocking back and forth, my bare-feet rubbing against the
rough wood of the deck. The sunlight sparkles against the
green grass. The children dump sand, from the sandbox,
onto the porch.
   Squirming puppies crawl all over the green swing. They jump
off, then cry to be picked up. The dog brings home his girl. We
sit on the swing and pet them both.
   Now-a-days one puppy is bigger. He wags his tail so hard
his whole body shakes. Our other puppy ran away. We still sit
on the, chipped, green paint swing. We pet our dog, Hunter.
   The swing rocks back and forth in the breeze, as the
rain pours on either side of the porch. Dark gray clouds come
together, while the children play with their toys on the swing.

Monday, June 25, 2012

To A Best Friend

   How can I repay you for all the times you listened to my sorrows?
How can I repay you for all the hours you spent listening to my
endless chatter?
   How can I repay you for putting up with me for so long? What
could I give you to say, "Thank You"? What words can there be
to express how much I love you for always being there when
I needed you?
   God must have known how lonely I would be on this Earth, so, He
sent you to me! You brought me closer to God without even
knowing it.
   You kept me sane in an insane world. You were sweet when the
world was bitter. When I was down, you pulled me up. When I
cried you were always there to dry my tears and say, "It'll
be okay."
   Love doesn't really cover every area of the way I feel
about you. You've done everything for me, now it is my
turn to give your gift back to you.
   You are the best friend anyone could wish for. I am
the luckiest person in the world to be your friend.
   Thank You! :)

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Sweet Secrets

   Sweet vanilla fills my room. Mixed with sugar, dancing around
the fan. Filling my nose, warm, comforting, strong and safe.
   Tracing lines on the ceiling, soaking into the glass windows.
Sweeping across my navy blue carpet, whispering sweet
secrets to the dust on the shelf.
   Running through my hair, clinging to my clothes. Sending
little love letters in fragrant bursts.
   Sweet vanilla fills my room, warm and safe. Whispering
sweet secrets to the dust on the shelf. Sending little love
letters to my soul in fragrant bursts.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

My Great-Grandmother's Necklace

   It was my great-grandmother's, my mother's and, maybe one
day it will be mine.
   When I look in the mirror, at the jewel hanging around my neck,
I wonder. What was going on in the world when you wore it?
   What were you thinking about? What were you feeling as you wore
the necklace that, now, hangs around my neck?
   Every time I look at this necklace, I feel a sense of history
mingled with pride.
   Even though I never met you, or knew who you really were, I feel
that I know you when I wear your necklace. You left a legacy
behind, for me, in your necklace.
   And now, when I wear it, I hope I am making you proud. I am
your legacy, just like your necklace.

Friday, June 22, 2012

Aslan

   On my bed, lying next to me, is a stuffed lion puppet named Aslan. A fifth birthday present from my mother and step-father. He's lived with me for almost eleven years.
   He was purchased from a drugstore in Bloomington, Indiana. His mane is, now, ratted from washing him, then drying him in the dryer.
   He is light brown, with a burnt orange nose. Over his mouth is a dirty white patch, has white fur eyebrows. His mane and tail are brown and black. His eyes are orange with ebony centers.
   He is care-worn, soft and cuddly. He smells of age and dust. He holds all my deepest secrets and he has been my comfort and constant companion in sad times.
   He was there when my grandmother, Memere, passed away. When my grandparents sold my puppy, when my best friend was killed in a car accident and when my mom lost the baby.
   He is named after a lion in C.S. Lewis' classic stories of "Narnia". Sometimes, when I'm by myself, he and I go to Narnia to play and pretend we are kings and queens.
   But it is late, we are both tired. So, as we say goodnight and turn out the light.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Peace

Peace prevails over
everlasting troubles and tribulations. Our
awesome God provides a way when there isn't one. He
catches us when we fall, and we will spend
eternity praising His goodness and mercy.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Black Fire

   A black fire burning
through the night.
Reflected in the empty,
soulless, eyes of Hell.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Desperation

   Love me, please don't ever leave me
all alone here. I'm sorry for what I've
done to hurt you. I promise I'll love you
forever. Just please don't leave me
here alone.
   I want your touch, your lips pressed
close to mine. And I need your
loving arms, wrapped around me
tight. Please, baby let's never
fight again.

Monday, June 18, 2012

You

   You led me down that broken road. When I didn't think I could make it. You believed in me and showed me who I was inside. You brought me and helped me with the obstacles that stood in my way.
   Thank you for believing when I couldn't see. You helped me overcome the obstacles that stood in our way. You're why I'm here today.
   And when I was down, you picked me back up. When I fell down, you were there to stand me up again. You held me high above the waves of loneliness and now I want to say,
   You're why I'm here today.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Fragility

  A fragile breeze blows through my weary mind.
Then, sweetly, caresses the tender brow of my lover.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Eternity

Entwined forever in His arms, praising Him for
these miracles He continually pours on us. Anything and
everything we need, He provides through His
righteousness. His love tucks us,
neatly, into bed at night. He lets
it pour over us like soft rain. He then
takes the cares of life away and replaces it with a
yearning for Him. Let us rejoice in the Lord forever.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Introduction to a Murder

It started with their murders,
   but we must go back to the
time before that. A time when every-
   thing was right, when they were
alive and the killer was sane. A time
   when life, love and the pursuit of
happiness was just a dream. And
   a time when murderers were caught
and the victims released from their
   prison of blood and bones.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Lightning

  Wild beauty, untamed
by the ways of man.
   An awesome power
no one can comprehend.
   Death and beauty, sin
and holy, build up in
one powerful burst of light.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

A Short Hymn

   Lord, send your glory down, wash me clean
away. Send your glory down, wash me clean
away.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Surrender to Evil

   My spirit flies and then
falls deep into the depths of
imminent destruction.
   The evil that surrounds
us comes from deep within
my soul.
   Each soul fills the
space it's trying to
woo.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Moonlit Prayers

   As I look out of my window, I gaze out into the velvety blackness. I stare at the creamy white moon and whisper a prayer.
   "Dear God, please protect daddy as he works. Guide and help him down this long road called life. Thank you so much for giving him to me. Please, Lord, please guide me." I turn out the light and lay down in bed. I consider the prayer I just said. As the moonlight pours through my window, I sigh.
   "Lord, thank you for mama and how she guides me along the way. Strengthen her when life seems too hard to bear. Protect my siblings, Lord. Even if they're annoying, thanks for giving them to me. In Jesus' name, amen."

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Courage

Continuing, when I can't fight anymore.
Orders fly over me, I see what I must do.
Understanding crowns my efforts.
Running toward what I fear.
Awesome God, protect your servant.
Glory, I want not. God's good grace, I crave.
Everlasting life awaits me at the finish line.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Endurance

Everlasting light at the end of this fight.
Never quitting, as we move toward the goal.
Discouraged, but never destroyed.
Unable to fly? Through Him, I can do anything.
Running when I no longer can, my hope in the Light.
Enduring trials for the King.

Friday, June 8, 2012

Troian and Dante

   On a cloud, golden in hue, lay
Troian, daughter of Passion and Loathing.
Mournfully, she played a forgotten
tune and watched over empty worlds of blue.
   To her weeping eyes came the
shepherd boy, Dante, playing his
stringed instruments and in singing
turned her gaze.
   She cast off immortality and
loved him as humans love. Yet, Dante
returned not her fancy and, in her grief,
cast herself into the arms of the sea.
   Forever she cries, her moans
and tears causing fair foam to
spring from the deep. And no ship is
safe when it be that Troian weep.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

A Blessing

   May God bless your every step and
guide every move you make. May He
bless your decisions and may He always
look over your soul and heart. May He
guide your life to be as it should.
   And may it be a good life well lived, to
the glory of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus
Christ. May you be fruitful and may you
spread seeds of truth, love and the
peace of our Lord wherever you step.
   God Bless You Always.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

My Heart's Breath

   I want to bare my soul and tell people that I love God. That I want to make a difference. I want to see heaven, I want to ride a horse and connect with it. I want to show my love and receive love in return. I want to race down those streets paved with gold. I want to swim in the sea, without fear of the evil that might grab me and drag me under the azure waves.
   I want to cast all my cares upon the one who died for me. To live my life the way He wants me to. I want to gaze at the stars and see God reflected in the lights shining on me. I want to be able to lift my gaze to heaven and feel the sun shining down on me.
   I want to regain pieces of my lost life and right my wrongs. I want to turn the clock back and change my bad decisions. I want to watch my Saviour die on the cross and see Him raised again. I want to be held in His arms so tight that I can't move my arms, except to squeeze back.
   I want life to be exciting, adventurous and unpredictable. I want to sing with the angels and fly with the birds. I want to cast my eyes upon Jesus' magnificent face and watch as He brings those He loves home. I want to hear people say, "There goes a woman after God's own heart." and I want it to be true.
   I don't want to go back to the old self, but want to dance and praise God in the new. I want to caress God's shining face and tell Him, "How great Thou art!"
   I want to understand everything about God and I want to hear His voice in the quiet nights. I want to believe in everything that is righteous, pure and Godly. I want to hear God whisper on the wind, I want to look at the sun and not go blind. I want to touch the moon. I want to float along on the cloud so white and sleep through the day and night.
   I want my life to be worth something to the one that made me in my mother's womb, I want to bring Him something that no one else has. I want to give my life to those who don't know and I want to tell everyone that my God loves me! I may make mistakes, and I may fall, but God still dries the tears I cry. He catches them and saves them for me. He wrote my name in His book, He knows my everyday. He counts the hairs on my head and He knows where it is I hide.
   He sees my thoughts and knows where I go to find comfort. He blesses me, when I don't deserve it, and He catches me when I fall down.
   Like a father, who loves his child, He chides and disciplines me. And when I don't think its fair, He listens patiently and then hugs me tight.
   And best of all, when I think I can't get any lower than I already am, He pulls me up and helps me stand against the tidal waves of life. I can hear Him calling my name and, when I answer, I want to say, "Thank you, Lord Almighty. You are blessed above all You have made."

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Nobody's Fault

All of our lives were changed that day.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.
   Someone tried to get him to put it away.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.
   They say her years numbered sixteen.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.
   She was Northern California's beauty queen.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.
   No one quite knows why Riley pulled the gun.
She didn't even get a chance to run.
   It was all his fault, and nobody knew.
   Some say she broke his heart,
some say they couldn't stay apart.
   It was all his fault, and nobody knew.
   Emily never had a chance.
Who knew it was their last dance.
   It was all his fault, and nobody knew.
   Their graves lie side-by-side,
inscriptions that tell a great lie.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.
   Emily and her Riley forever together,
eternity spent 'neath a bouquet of heather.
Tombstones to stand time and weather.
   It was nobody's fault. And nobody knew.

Monday, June 4, 2012

Blood Taken

   Desperate to escape a pain I
can't describe, longing for a change.
Love has deserted me, agony consumes
me, time ignores me and travels
swiftly on.
   Waiting in the silence,
tears caress the dark.
Deep sorrow, clothed in
blood, I lay here
wishing death would
come soon to claim me.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

No Words

   There are no words
to describe the feelings
running through my heart
and mind. When will I
be able to express what
I really feel? It's
funny how one single moment
can change your life forever.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Time to Spare

Time.
Time is all I have.
I have all the time
in this world, because
all I have is time.
Time to spare.

Friday, June 1, 2012

A Prayer

   Make me useful to the Lord's service.
His Holy word held within my heart.
Make my love be only for him and my
joy in struggling be not in Vain.