A Question

For a need to know
Lasted for so long
Sadness seeds sorrow
Drizzled by a song
A query then hushed
Held back by deep fear
As sound mind ignored
A heart’s impaled ever
Answer‘s in the air
Seems now vanishing
An aye for a lair
Or just a nose swing?

I Love Them

All of my time with six of them

Words of this wandering mind

Flow to the beats of their rhythm

A soundless heart’s song goes so fine

I could let them work in tandem

Or just let each one take a turn

Or, two, up to six at a time

Hit them hard, they never complain

They’re tightly tied, top to bottom

So-hardly pulled from every end

I pull, slap, hammer them

Only, they’re good when they’re fine-tuned 

A Journey with Jesus

They blew horn
My veiled rant
Heart with thorn

I gazed around
I became out
Flock was gone

Lost and found
Restless heart
Now so sound

HIS LOVING WHISPER

Eyes shut then open
Ears are always on
I wondered why then
He must whisper soon

Long wait it has been
I'll hope 'till I'm gone
I know He listens
Then I'll have it done

Maybe in the rain
Maybe through phone
Or break of silence
Does not matter when

SMILE FOR PEACE

It’s a gorgeous face

In my mind, I gaze

It’s in every place

Tender like blossom

Freshness when lights bloom

Brightening my room

It’s its sweet smile

I saw for awhile

Calms my heart in rile

 Memoirs may wither

  Like coating’s luster

 Oh, let it linger

A mind that’s weary

Found in its journey

Serene scen’ry

TIME IS RUNNING

Tic, tic, tic a slow beat

      By hands and not by feet

            I move in such a beat

                  Running to one, two, three

      Up to twelve there you’ll see

            That’s what they think of me

                  Find me slow when you wait

      Fast as you’re getting late

            But I am always right

                                                  

                  People sometimes hate me

      No way, they can beat me

            Not fast to race with me

                  They cannot let me wait

      For I run to complete

            A turn that marks a date

                  To shove me, to drag me

      To do it, they’re not free

            So they must let me be

KNIGHT OF PEACE

Oh, I wish

To become a knight

Of the humble King of all kings

It’s patience

Armor to protect

And to make foes lamenting

Love, kindness

Weapon in the heart

Enemies’ blood may stop rushing

It’s meekness

A Tactic of might

A tyrant’s heart would keep melting

Clash for peace

Within me I’ll fight

To become victor through conceding