Posts Tagged the storms of life

Can You Feel It?

As we go about our lives in this world of chaos and strife, we cannot avoid all its pitfalls and trials. But, we can have peace. Jesus came so we might have eternal life with Him and the Father, but He also came so that in Him we may have peace.

We must put our trust in Him, knowing when the storms pass, the Son will shine. 

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I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.John 16:33

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A Sudden Fall

This poem is one about love and how the storms of life can suddenly cause it to be torn from our lives. It is also about those times when we have loved but not been in love. True love is the key, and when it is false, it cannot last. True love is not a game, it is the giving of oneself completely and unconditionally. Without the deep roots of commitment, the weak tree—false love—will surely fall. Read the rest of this entry »

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Fragile Cloth

I don’t know if this quite fits the theme Charles is looking for over at dVerse Pots Pub for the “What’s the Buzz” feature, but it seems so. In any case, I hope you enjoy it; it’s one of my older ones. Read the rest of this entry »

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Fragile Cloth

This is another of my older poems, but seeing as I just returned from a wonderful vacation, and haven’t had time to write anything new, this will have to do ya! I think it fits the theme of Gooseberry Garden’s Poetry Picnic #5. We’re supposed to look at an object and then write about what we see, or what it makes us think or feel. This poem was inspired when we stopped to look at an old abandoned house–the same house, in fact, that my poem, Where No One Lives was written about. I hope you enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Farmer’s Lament

It’s been a long, hot, brutal summer here in Texas, and as if that weren’t enough, wildfires are flaring up all over the state, fueled by the dry grass and parched trees. I wrote this poem many years ago—probably during another drought—but it sure fits this year. Most years, I’m sorry to see summer fade into fall, because I love to go play in the many lakes around the state. But this year, I’m ready for summer to be gone; I’ve had enough heat and fire, and Lord we need some rain.

Posting this on Kellie Elmore’s Magic in the Backyard blog for the Free Write Friday feature. Stop by and visit Kellie’s blog if you have time. She’s one fine poet! Also posting to Gooseberry Garden’s Poetry Picnic. Read the rest of this entry »

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I’m Your Huckleberry ~ 9-10-11

Years ago, I remember folks talking about subliminal messages on television. I think they were actually happening, but I don’t know that for certain. The idea was that an advertiser would flash a message or image on the screen for a split second—one we did not even know we had seen—and we would react by wanting to purchase the product that had been flashed into our subconscious. Read the rest of this entry »

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I’m Your Huckleberry ~ 9-9-11

It’s been a long, hot, brutal summer here in Texas, and as if that weren’t enough, wildfires are flaring up all over the state, fueled by the dry grass and parched trees. I wrote this poem many years ago—probably during another drought—but it sure fits this year. Most years, I’m sorry to see summer fade into fall, because I love water, and I love to go play in the many lakes around the state. But this year, I’m ready for summer to be gone; I’ve had enough heat and fire, and Lord we need some rain.

I know this isn’t my usual thing for the Huckleberry, but this poem just seems so fitting for what we’ve been going through this summer in Texas:  Read the rest of this entry »

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Farmer’s Lament

It’s been a long, hot, brutal summer here in Texas, and as if that weren’t enough, wildfires are flaring up all over the state, fueled by the dry grass and parched trees. I wrote this poem many years ago—probably during another drought—but it sure fits this year. Most years, I’m sorry to see summer fade into fall, because I love to go play in the many lakes around the state. But this year, I’m ready for summer to be gone; I’ve had enough heat and fire, and Lord we need some rain.

Posting this on Kellie Elmore’s Magic in the Backyard blog for the Free Write Friday feature. Stop by and visit Kellie’s blog if you have time. She’s one fine poet! Read the rest of this entry »

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A Sudden Fall

This poem is one about love and how the storms of life can suddenly cause it to be torn from our lives. It is also about those times when we have loved but not been in love. True love is the key, and when it is false, it cannot last. True love is not a game, it is the giving of oneself completely and unconditionally. Without the deep roots of commitment, the weak tree—false love—will surely fall. Read the rest of this entry »

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