Tuesday, February 16, 2010

REMINDERS

Sunlight seeps through grey sky
A spectrum of filtered shades.
One moment I am free of the lie
In another hope again fades.

The cool wind combs my hair
Blowing circles around my soul.
For a second, I sensed Him near,
Then the next, I have lost hold.

Small wonders tell of something more.
But my eyes still fail to see.
The lamp on that distant shore
That beckons me to the tree.
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Lost Narnian said...

These poems posted this month so far are all older ones...mostly from my very early 20's...they show a less mature, more innocent individual... often wracked with good old protestant guilt. Feel free to skip any of these if you are looking through. Most of the newer stuff is much more interesting. I thought I'd post them all here just to keep the collection more or less complete. I have more to add that were never typed up...and I may or may not do so in the future.

February 16, 2010 at 5:17 PM

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