Category Poetry

The Well Rose

Oh Rose thou art well. The invisible worm, Who flew in the night In that howling storm Found sweet forgiveness For your crimson joy, Climbed out and flew away A much happier boy.

Affirmation

And every word returns to the sea of thought, offering nothing new except the action, the sender seeking affirmation before returning to the void.

Water

The wind ripples across your back and the sun infuses your depths in gold for as long as the clouds permit on a warm, forgotten morning.

entanglement

a particle of truth endured          in my sea of fiction                  somehow it called to you      and you heard identification demands recognition the most fundamental of forces       refuses to be denied unencumbered by fear we dance    on our own frequency in a universe that knows no time *** Both an eternal student and

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A Boy’s Gift: On the Building of Welcome Church, Summer 1943

(for Burtis Dorning) But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.  John 4: 14 As fearless farm boys crossed an ocean to fight and die in a war like no other before it, you, a child too young for battalions and brigades, performed

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