poem Archives - Page 5 of 5 - Of Psychology and Psychosomatics

September 23, 2008

All Hands Lost

With weighted brow and purse’d lips I worry on in favored winds Refuse to breathe or meditate Yet sails will blow in good or no My spirit stays its hand for none And wooden decks incinerate Below the feet of keen watchmen As tar, in seeping puddles, drips. To err is fatal; man be cursed!…

Creative

gale, maelstrom, metaphor, poem, poetry, ship, shipwreck, storm, typhoon
September 19, 2008

With No Peace

With no peace, comes no desire For desire is what causes us to leap. When we leap, we leap unhesitatingly, Aspiring to land in peace and safety.

Creative

desire, god, grace, love, pain, peace, poem, poetry
July 29, 2008

This Road

I struggle on in effort’s submission Can’t control the lust for peace Stay up late, searching for something Quiet in abnormal treatise

Creative

christian walk, hard, journey, poem, prayer, psalm, secret poem
June 29, 2008

Dry the Fleece

Hide my hands Hit my knees Close my eyes Pray for me.

Creative

god, poem, prayer, psalm, song, worship
April 16, 2008

Ever Near

Sullen ocean Tepid moors Flying colors Lifting sky

Creative

dive, faith, falling, jump, poem, poetry, reach, swim
March 28, 2008

The Impossible Dream

The impossible dream I had last night Left me standing in a room. I looked to the left and the right But I couldn’t see past the gloom. And suddenly, out of the darkness, a light That brightened the atmosphere and gave me sight.

Creative

dream, heart, poem, poetry, sacrifice
March 16, 2008

And Your Praise Goes On

No matter what my day is like Or how I choose to spend No matter how I use my time Or keep it and defend.

Creative

life, poem, prayer.praise, psalm, worth
September 14, 2007

Stand

Wrong? Maybe. Heart not cleanest yet. Sting? Perhaps. Offense is taken, though… Think? We know. It’s something we don’t touch. Be? If not. I guess it becomes reletive. Stand? Or fall. Choose which side you’re on.

Creative

blurb, fall, poem, short, stand, wrong
August 16, 2007

Bring the Rain

It’s another long day of sunbeat And my head feels as worn as the sand

Creative

poem, prodigal son, rain, redemption

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