God speaks in…

his world and word

his son and spirit

preaching and prophecy

truth and beauty

love and justice

surprise coincidences

faithful providences

miraculous signs

music of planets

rhythm of seasons

acts of service

suffering of martyrs

laughter of children

rustle of wind

rumble of thunder

lightning strike

roaring fire

quiet waters

gentle whispers

still small voice

…are you listening?

familial conundrum

consider fathers and sons,
some have history of hurt:
angry words, intimidation
insecurities, manipulation
of different personalities
and modes of operation
which seem “wrong” but
simply manifest divergent
yet not so simple after all
hurts can build thick wall
will bricks be broken down?
relationship survive rubble?

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Linking to dVerse poetics hosted by Kim with theme of “endings”. I chose to end my poem with questions because there’s uncertainty how relationship troubles might endif they do.

walking wounded

bitten by the snake,
poison circulates system.
venom on the tongue,
with desire to bite back.

why live on blade of bitterness?
if offender will not be offended;
yet stabbed more hearts than one
when chose another over dear son.

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Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written,
“Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.” (Romans 12:19, ESV)

remembering him

 

firstborn son cruelly beaten

pierced, hung on rough cross

dark blood trickles down wood

 

utterly forsaken by God

cries out in deep agony

firstborn son cruelly beaten

 

releases his final breath

pagan soldiers insure death

pierced, hung on rough cross

 

bruised body claimed, wrapped

gently laid in bare, stony tomb

dark blood trickles down wood

 

 


Requiem written in cascade form…linking with Amaya’s prompt at dVerse.

his & her harleys

 

teen-age male on 

testosterone

in search of new 

thrills-on-wheels

dreams of motorcycle;

engine roar combines

with speed’s blur…

wind-in-face freedom.

middle-age parents

experience concern,

envision fragile-ness 

of life-and-limb;

postpone possibility

until son leaves family nest…

 


Forty-four word quadrille for “cycle” prompt at dVerse Poets this week…

obsessed with beams

Ramblings of a Writer tanka challenge: Home & Landscape

 

 

son draws in layers

architectural study

home design project

foundational beginning

building to blend in landscape

 

 

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photo by lynn

name on a wall

 
prime manhood pressed

slender, young and brave

army air force wwII battalion

brought down near new guinea

their one son and only child

lies still in forest lawn
 
 

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 My father’s cousin, Vernon, son of Ben & Hilda of Bellflower CA;  whose name I discovered on a memorial wall in the Veteran’s Museum of Branson MO.

light snuffed out

A poem of lament, in shape of candlestick, dedicated to family of Lukas Monsma

young voice sings to guitar
sweet, yet haunting
oh, my son, I can
hear your song
on the wind

memories
don’t leave us
alone in the dark
nearly pull us apart
by plucked heart strings
strumming addicted to grief
cold, thin, mountain air
stealing our breath
mingles yours
high in sky

i’m sorry for
what was unsaid
life hangs by a thread
as we still wait for you to
turn around and come home

 

 

…and sharing music by David Nevue, “Under a Cloud” and “The Long Regret”