~Poems~

Twelve chickens going through the motions
One chicken showing her devotion
Eleven chickens come in to watch
Why the one chicken is sitting in the box

The first egg a beauty of perfection
The second shell weak its defection
It takes time for this special act
To test the paces and get to the facts

Ten chickens down by two
That hawk was a monster
What were we to do?

In truth, he only ate the one
I must confess I ate the mate
It was her fault you know
I gave her lots of time to reconsider
And leave those eggs alone!

Nine chickens slightly confused
golf balls, plastic eggs and porcelain ones too
Nope you taught your tricks
We tried, you persisted and now
You’re in my stew

Eight happy chickens
Won’t touch those eggs for sure
But now they’re running on the farm
Having a blast with the Roo’
 
It's all around,
The pain and sorrow.
All,
It surrounds,
Today and tomorrow.
Small,
It can be.
Always there,
I can see.
How well will I fare,
Through this despair?
The temperature is rising,
Growing and sizing.
Everything all around,
Starts to burn,
At the sound.
I can't discern,
What my next move may be.
The stillness sets in,
And nothing is what I see.
Nothing but sin.
I pray for relief,
And I feel something beneath.
Beneath the rain,
I see a light,
It shines so bright.
If only I could touch,
The edge of the sun.
I see it as such,
Such that will run.
And I'll be too late,
But I know my fate.
As long as I push through,
Everything this life will do.
I know I will make it,
I know I can take this.
And I will not sit,
As long as I'm stuck in this abyss.
 
A man can be innocent and kind,
But all that will change
When a good man goes to war.

He may have left a lover
But fear and dismay will change him
as they fall upon his shoulders
When a good man goes to war.

The heartbreak, the anxiety and scarring
Of two men on the battle field
Battling to the death
When a good man goes to war.

The pain
The fear
The love

Will all leave
When a good man goes to war.

War will change a man,
Though he may pretend it has not
Behind that makeup is something different
He has seen and done too much
When the good man went to war

The love, the light that once shone so bright
Has all faded into darkness


The tears have run dry
And can run no more

No more
 
A man can be innocent and kind,
But all that will change
When a good man goes to war.

He may have left a lover
But fear and dismay will change him
as they fall upon his shoulders
When a good man goes to war.

The heartbreak, the anxiety and scarring
Of two men on the battle field
Battling to the death
When a good man goes to war.

The pain
The fear
The love

Will all leave
When a good man goes to war.

War will change a man,
Though he may pretend it has not
Behind that makeup is something different
He has seen and done too much
When the good man went to war

The love, the light that once shone so bright
Has all faded into darkness


The tears have run dry
And can run no more

No more

oh my gosh... that's.. beautiful David....... :')
 
The stories of a life unfold
Through bitter battle with relentless foe
The struggles garnered find the passion
As we sit and look amid the ration

A bit, a piece, a memory
Guide the journey till we cease
Liberty, a freedom gained
By looking back at our remain

A toast, a cheer at recognition
Of the battle fought and heart transition
Still to see His face and sympathy
He bore our pain upon That Tree

The Cross of Calvary held in the face
Of relentless foe put in his place
A fiercer fight could not be found
Than the one held upon that ground

The Perseverant Savior, Relentless in His Love
Purchased for us our right to live, free, to look above
Our eyes cast up to seek His face
The ever present taste of Grace

No changing, no fading, no turning in Thee
As we cast our heavy burden from bended knee
You loved us once, You loved us twice
You loved us when You gave the bride price

You loved us once before the fall
You loved again in spite of all
You loved us as the curtain tore
You loved us with abandon glee as You declared our dignity

Now claimed and washed, freely forgiven
We stand in awe of all You've hidden
Promised, yes, You really will
Unfold your knowledge waiting till

The Bride of Christ, clothed is She, wrapped in perfect unity
We appear with You, part of Your glory
We appear with You, part of Your story.

7/11/13

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