A Poem from Pursuit 1: Diamond Dust
Diamond Dust * Late one cold gray winter afternoon, two sundogs shone in the western sky. As I watched, my gaze became transfixed on their rich warm color against the barren background. Thoughts returned of a lost friendship. It was an untimely love which I smothered and cut off. My choice was difficult. In hindsight, it was […]
Places 37: Time’s Fullness
Many years ago, after a humble man of God prayed for me, he encouraged me to write and prophetically said that I’d write two poems about trumpets. I’ve wondered if this is one of them. With feeble cries against God’s time Baal’s priests revert to boys; vast armies turn to toys; tin soldiers shaking sticks […]
Poems from Pursuit
Its light in colors lived and died
uncaptured,
a world apart
from all the raw and strain
upon my dimming heart…