Thoughts frozen in Haiku
Saturday, March 14, 2009
"But there can be peace,"
spoke the second, gently firm.
"It's a gift from God."
Friday, March 13, 2009
"Yes, I know you've lost,"
softly came the next reply.
"We have both lost much."
Thursday, March 12, 2009
"How can you say that?"
screamed the first, tears loud, raging.
"You know what I've lost!"
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
"Prayer saved my life,"
said the second. "Cause God is real."
"He deeply loves you."
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
"Pray? What does that do?"
asked the first, irritated.
"What's praise ever done?"
Monday, March 9, 2009
"He saved your life. Twice."
replied the second, simply.
"And I'm here to pray."
Sunday, March 8, 2009
"What do you mean, 'still',"
asked the first, with eyes glaring.
"What's He ever done?"
Saturday, March 7, 2009
"He's always with you,"
said the second, "and has been."
"He's why you're still here."
Friday, March 6, 2009
"That explains your peace,"
said the first, standing, arms crossed.
"So, where is your God?"
Thursday, March 5, 2009
"God's love gives meaning,"
said the second. "He gives hope."
"He's why I'm content."
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
"Life isn't fair, " said
the first, "Nothing seems to last."
"Why does it matter?"
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Each new event wrote.
Lines and age appeared on face.
One friend's eyes were soft.
Monday, March 2, 2009
God carried them both
One saw joy, called it pain, loss
One saw through faith's eyes
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Trials tore the two
Each chose their own distinct path
Neither saw success
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Two youths met as friends
With depth and loss they bonded
Only one chose God
Friday, February 27, 2009
In six days, God spoke:
universe's existence;
His true love for you
Thursday, February 26, 2009
They say journeys start
with the first step; I say they
never really end
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Two forest roads meet?
Each seems a good, solid choice?
Pick the one with God.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Exchanging God's love
for solace, guidance, idols
we always lose all
Monday, February 23, 2009
just as many days
can we sing about complaints
as we can 'bout God
Sunday, February 22, 2009
'twas roaring lion
meeting Lamb in the desert
and He never quit.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
he's born, he cries, laughs
he crawls, stands, walks, jumps, and runs
he's wed, I cry, laugh
Friday, February 20, 2009
precious innocence
oft seems a useless trinket
'til the gem is lost
Thursday, February 19, 2009
there are dreams of life
written in large, bold letters
across sands of time
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
one of the simplest
complexities in marriage:
choosing not to talk
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
no thought is simpler
than taking love for granted
... so hard to rebuild
Monday, February 16, 2009
hearts not big enough
to love the entire world
are charged to love One
Sunday, February 15, 2009
If the future was
written in marble, static:
Would we be less free?
Saturday, February 14, 2009
polysyllabic
vocabularies often
craft tortured haikus
Friday, February 13, 2009
How much of what you
see in yourself and your kids
is only wished for?
Thursday, February 12, 2009
we count days, moments
,
each by memories or loss
:
does it add value?
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
just because you sing
doesn't mean you don't feel pain:
it can bring flowers
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
some syllables count
much faster and brighter than
our ticks on a clock
Monday, February 9, 2009
Finding value is
discovering strawberries
a hint of wisdom
Sunday, February 8, 2009
It only takes one
fighting and choosing to sing
to change all the world
Saturday, February 7, 2009
there are so many
reasons to dance out loudly
songs unsung to sing
Friday, February 6, 2009
Obviously she's
the reminder of a flaw
shown under the light
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Hands building castles
can often ignore their faults
until they're buried
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
gentle reminder
God is in control, not us
votes mirror our sin
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
that you may seek hope
at the cost of your pride and
finding it with grace
Monday, February 2, 2009
it seems like the hours
heard as some forgotten songs
hide within the heart
Sunday, February 1, 2009
One Algorithm
Coded into use at night
won't save the planet
Saturday, January 31, 2009
democratic donks
republican elephants
libertary what?
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