Poetry: Literature that evokes a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience or a specific emotional response through language chosen and arranged for its meaning, sound, and rhythm.
The Veneer is Gone. The Veneer has rubbed off our culture, Exposed are our hearts, our hate, our self-serving ideologies. Where has compassion gone, where has understanding gone? Gone. When we think we are god’s we judge harshly and hate what we do not understand. We are wrong. We are powerless to so much, but … More Veneer-less
The Puritans believed & trusted- through and through, “We” started with them, not perfectly, thoroughly. We have been left with veneer. Many and long are the shadows since them. Veneer stripping is our work today. Stripping away the veneer of good, The veneer of righteousness, The veneer of godliness, We call it tolerance, stripping away … More Veneer Stripping
Seasons Greetings ~ Wreaths of ice enveloping welcome Frozen hearts begin their melting The circle of seasons begins its closing Providence showing the way home. Renewing, returning, restoring, The circle of seasons begins our rejoicing! Image and inspiration by Rochelle Clinton
Your life is a story like the wind, Like the sky, Like a river, Or a ship on the sea. Harder still to understand; Let if flow this story, let if flow. Search the sea’s, search the skies; Search for the Spirit of the great heart, The Spirit of the great heart to … More Your life is a story like the wind!
I am that I am, said He. I was, I am, I will be-There! He was there, at the mountain. He will be there as promised. If you doubt, go and see. It is there as He will be, until the end of time, and Beyond!
The mountain is simply there. The mountain of God is where the word say’s it is-in Midian. Was it a matchstick formed at the creation to be sparked by the Presence in its time? Is it an idea formed in a religious time? Is it a symbol formed through the sands of minds? Whatever it … More Reflections of Sinai II
I live now under the shadow of Mount Shasta. I moved here from the shadow of Mount Sonoma. It was a long hard shadow for me, hard but good. It is fading. For I have been to Mount Sinai and camped before it’s shadow. It’s shadow is across all lands, all minds and all hearts. … More From the Shadows of Sinai
Peace of mind, comes with time out of mind. Time out of troubles, time beyond time. Time spent walking in the realms of wonder, time spent beyond,leads to peace of mind. Peace of mind comes with time out of mind.
These vast vistas, the wide empty; Many pass through, pass over, pass by; Missing the simple magnificence. The simple can see, the pretentious and conceited are blind, blind to the beauty of solitude. They preferring the clap trap noise, the clutter that is able to silence, silence their inability to perceive the simple magnificence. … More The wide empty
She a wise old woman, I a forlorn and wondering youth. Wisdom was her tutor, wisdom found in the deep abiding waters of true life. Wisdom spoke. She listened and shared. I youth then, older now, yet younger than when we spoke. I was older then, I’m younger than that now. For I listened to … More Go back to where you last heard…
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