Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

2015

  • before thy, we do…

    She wore it, very literally, and as it draped at her throat, and pressed to her chest: It listened It learned the very beat of her heart, the count between breaths and the exhales of firmness It has become one with her very being, and as it changes hands and ownership it carries the echo… Read more

  • Grace 444

    The light settles low over the grass, warm as a hand laid easy on a tired shoulder Wind moves through the field in a slow, plain way, carrying the scent of dust, wild bloom, and summer heat She lies still as if the earth itself has made room for her rest Nothing asks for hurry… Read more

  • Ineffable

    She is ineffable, beyond words, beyond measure. The kind of presence you don’t try to define. She’s like a wide Oklahoma sky at dusk stretching farther than you can follow. She is creativity itself, both moon and sun, steady and shifting, radiant in every phase.There’s something old in her, something that hums quiet and deep,… Read more

  • With but one…

    Here I sit, whole yet broken. I once could fly, I once could soar,I once could reach heights unknown.I once could do so much more than now but with one wing left, I am hurt; I am alone. I can breathe, I can see, I can speak, and I can hear, yet I cannot reach… Read more

  • Memory, Tribute,

    Written at a time of National mourning, leadership, and sacrifice. Penned when Abraham Lincoln was assassinated….. O Captain! My CaptainO Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,’ The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting: But O heart!… Read more

  • She is home

    Longing for wholeness, searching for love;to be one, to be united, to be free, to be safe She walks the shores of doubt, yet carries a quiet hope within her, nothing but clouds, breezes, and damp earth beneath her feet Then: His voice She stops She turns She runs to him At last, she glances… Read more

  • Check your vision

    To be Christian toward another person is to be willing to walk with them all the way to their Golgotha, and to remain long enough to witness their resurrection. Love does not deny or scoff at a person’s flaws, habits, or present struggles. It simply refuses to believe that those things are the whole truth… Read more

  • My response

    As someone recently asked me, actually today, what I believe without all the fluff and stuff… or the miracle spring water or the ‘new and improved’ miracle spring water, and other such lunacy and lies My response is simple, true and this is what I replied with: Sola Scriptura  means that when we are speaking… Read more

  • Right, Left, Stop

    Some people actively believe or actively act and think that standing up for what’s right isn’t always easy. In fact, they feel it’s one of the hardest parts of following Jesus, many people hesitate because staying quiet feels safer. They worry about upsetting others, losing relationships, being misunderstood, or facing criticism. But throughout Scripture, God… Read more

  • Even

    The chair once occupiednow sits empty, alonekept company only by flowersand a flickering candle. Quills lie abandoned in their baskets,their stories unfinished. The mirror, once alivewith dress fittings, careful hands,and reflections of quiet beauty,now offers nothing backonly a hollow, singular stare. There is an ache in losing everythingthat most will never know,but for the hundreds… Read more