My Poetry and Prose Blogology
The Last Stand
“there comes a time in our life expeditions
when we must stand up for sheer goodness…”
Children of Peace
“sculpting peace requires only a few small words
words mirrored in the divine gifts of happiness
but unleashed—fierce tongues spew evil spells…”
Endless Stars of Hope
“blessings yearn for steady streams of pure hearts
patiently refined in the flames of God’s Spirit
hearts that grew up—suffering in the furnace of life…”
Mercy is Grace
“my scorching faults burn beyond enumeration
these torrents of rules taunt my rebellious bones
yet who among us has no challenges and trials…”
Hunger Hurts Hearts
“if your heart is hurting—avoid the machines—
social media, pundits, politicos, reality TV
prophets who mold nations on indignations…”
A Path of Meekness
“humble—reverent spirits who suffer
for possessing soft and generous hearts
walk simple paths of mercy and grace…”
The Poor in Spirit
“God patiently teaches me
the forgotten blessings of attitudes
in authentic—broken souls like us…”
I’m a Stranger in a Strange Land
“the days are getting shorter now
as dark storms spin a cunning entrance
gathering fears below my autumn realm…”
A Fish Out of Water
"shivering apparitions of early morning mists
softly settle on their deep—quiescent waters..."
Billions and Billions
"how many of your beloved stars do you know—
who stare through the cold molasses of night..."
WEBB NGC-604 photo courtesy of NASA and STScI
Evanescence
"you linger in dreams
immersed in a placid teal sea
protected in the chest of my heart..."
Starfish Wishes
"merciless breakers of rolling rage
born beneath lost—lonely rainbows
churn deep colors into hoary froths..."
Every Creature
“God carved alabaster art out of dark space
a magnificent—reflective moon
to shine a standard of beauty and peace…”
Three Superpowers
“this divine therapy shaped me well—
three indomitable powers of time
molded into water, ice, and wind…”
My Old Eyes
“now—as my old eyes fade into flint
to humbly close in a fading entropy
I hope to carry one precious virtue
to a never-ending world of spirits”
Mothers’ Day
“who taught us how to love
in a love-forgotten world
who spread their beauty
upon nature’s own beauty”
Becoming Infinity
“I linger in the light
squinting in silver curiosity
exploring the snarled calculus
of this mystifying universe…”
Quiet Angels
“there's a perpetual sadness stirring
the pure hearts of our whispering waters…”
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Visit his Website at: rcoakley.com