Three months, they gave you...
We saw her when we gazed on her with Neolithic eyes
and felt that close connection to the stars in deepest skies
but the closer that we come to her, the more we drift apart;
'Don't Throw Away', written 13 June 2013
Materialistic, lonely, lost;
impressed by One who showed
real interest, – and this welcomed Guest
salvation grace bestowed.
ch: He met with Jesus Christ, and now
You'll find that
the priest isn't
praying for you, or
Prayer in poetic intercsession to the Virgin Mary for people who have to work very hard .
Sometimes we need to slow down and escape from the daily grind of a busy working life . We need to look and listen and escape from the hustle and bustle of life .
When death comes who can say no ,
I am not ready to go .
All love is a liquid it surrounds you
amber as pure eastern sunlight
all love is a guide if you listen
inside you; there is a dove
her wings are preened moonlight
Sadly, a sleeping child must wake;
tranquility must pass;
sadly, a soap bubble must break
that looks like gleaming glass.
Gentle perfection cannot stay;
it’s dancing stillness rests.
On the island’s south side
a solitary town fizzes
like overloaded circuitry
on dark, motherboard hills.
Across a sticky, smooth-tiled walkway
an amusement arcade spills
I still ask myself this question.
You who saved me from the terrible weight of my sin,
breaking my soul down,
surfing down from the handiwork of the stars
to save me, Lord
walking alone on the gibbous moon.