Shadow on the Sun
~
In the eyes of day
When the world is bright
And all is right
A shadow glides
As the blackbird flies
Across the sun
~
©DGA 23 February 2012 14:27
Spring Break
I will be away for a week or so (taking on a new project),
but I will be back as soon as it is running smoothly…
Thank you all for your support. I will miss you.
Denise
River of Life
~
It rises in the mountains;
Continually in motion
It flows towards the sea
Obeying the call of the ocean.
Steep cliffs are no constraint;
It flings itself over chasms
In scenic cascades and falls
Plunging into rainbows
To lie deep in pools below.
It snakes across the valleys,
Carves its path in stone
And races ‘cross rocky outcrops,
The water white with foam.
It bubbles over pebbles,
And gushes through the rushes,
It laps on sandy shores,
Its course, its flood, its flow
Sprays the land adjoining
To allow the crops to grow.
~
©DGA 13 February 2012 11:44
What…
.
What makes us rise above the mundane,
Circumstance or happenstance
That separates us from the urbane?
It is the Spirit within our soul
That raises us and makes us whole.
.
©DGA 12 February 2012 07:34
Vagabond
.
Golden vagabond
in a fishpond
aerodynamic shape
sleek and smooth
makes his escape
through dilute air
in a watery matrix
by means of
execu-tricks
.
©DGA 11 February 2012 13:45
Multi Sided
.
My heart is on the inside
But I sometimes wear it
On the outside of my sleeve
And then there’s the wrong side
Or the left side
And the right side
Looking on the dark side
Or the bright side
Being on the winning side
Not the losing side
Is the upside
Not the downside of life
Not to mention the blindside
When you fall in love
.
©DGA 10 February 2012 07:17
Love
.
God is love
and so, as his children, are we
now that He has set us free
from the wages of sin
to place our trust in Him
with child-like faith
to live our life
and live His love
.
©DGA 07 February 2012 06:14
You
.
The heart of my soul
Is a part of Your Whole
A spark of Your flame
A drop in Your sea
You are the God in me
.
©DGA 06 February 2012 05:04
Vampires
.
There are those who walk among us,
Thieves who bleed our vitality,
Pilfer our joy, fleece our contentment,
Then abandon us as they are –
Empty shells –
Poorer for having met them,
These vampires of the spirit,
These predators of the night.
.
©DGA 05 February 2012 07:27









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