I put the phone in a drawer for a day . So to put myself far away To be lone ,. But not alone Little tappings from the heavens came not like rain nor sun ray But timeless texts from Friends of yesterday I thought I traveled far away … Continue reading UNPLUG ( as in heaven)
Tag: contemplative poetry
Palms Sunday
We remember how you put palms in our hands, palms in our open ,naked hands. Hands that once tapped tapped keep tapping on wood and on flesh. Before these ritual cleansings and gloves ond trash Palms in our hands, hands that once lifted , opened drifted and dropped. We consider all our sins like deadly… Continue reading Palms Sunday
#praying
Could heaven on earth be right now held at bay As the devil sends dirt into these empty jars of clay? As keys and fingers agree “i’ll pray, Prayin, #Pray But souls of our flesh cannot bend knee to obey ! Are there not angels and saints reviewing this score? Can’t someone see clear through… Continue reading #praying