View
219
Download
0
Category
Preview:
Citation preview
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
1/32
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
2/32
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
3/32
In the beginning God brooded over the formless void
What plan would be deployed?
Surround Himself with changeless cheer
Or risk it all to strangers here
Who may well miss the whole intent
The hoped for, planned, Creation's bent.
Decision made, the world displayed
A freedom fraught with hellish choice
Would the earthbound occupants
Hearken to the Father's voice?
God sends the Light for all to see
Then bends low, and listens, for doxology.
In the Beginning 11/13/2008
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
4/32
In the beginning God brooded over the formless void
What plan would be deployed?
Surround Himself with changeless cheer
Or risk it all to strangers here
Who may well miss the whole intent
The hoped for, planned, Creation's bent.
Decision made, the world displayed
A freedom fraught with hellish choice
Would the earthbound occupants
Hearken to the Father's voice?
God sends the Light for all to see
Then bends low, and listens, for doxology.
Good morning, God.What? You stayed awake again?
Didn't the mandolin make you nod
And doze?
For us, life froze, entranced in the music,
Mingled in flow with River Time
Dancing in eddies of memories sublime
The metronome of sawn lumber
A rhythmic drone
Disguising escape of soft murmurs and moans.Afloat on Your ocean we easily miss
The incredible constant that buoys our bliss
Heavenly bodies move through the night
While we rest assured, in the morning, there's Light.
Good Morning God 11/13/2008
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
5/32
I reached out a handTo this willowy strandMy heart weptAt time's cold demands
Then opening my eyesTo a world undisguisedI saw millions of soulsOn curbs of demise
Will I come to their needIn prayer and in deedThe question lingersShould I intercede?
Should I intercedeAttempt to impedeArrows
And risk my serenity?
Safe in my shellShould peace be unquelledFor souls teeteringBetween Heaven and Hell?
Would it be cruelTo just think of jewelsAdorning my crown?Would I be a fool
If others want fedAnd knowing there's BreadTo sit here in silenceAs still as the dead?
With a heart of flintI passed one agedAnd bentThe burden of time evident
The Question Lingers
The Question Lingers 11/7/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
6/32
To be loved by God
A lowering of walls
Erected at the limit of our
Understanding
An opening of the door
To the prison of our language
A releasing of the senses
From rules that limit approach
So that a heart, encroached,
Can hear, hearken, imbibe
And be strangely warmed
While mystery and history
Are broached.
11/9/2008 RR/CT
To Be Loved By God
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
7/32
New Wine
11/8/2008 RR/CT
The road to God
The road to Me
Curves by this distillery
By the banks of Living stream
Where my waking and my dreams
Are bottled with a pinch of yeast
Then coddled there until the creased
And furrowed brow of bygone days
Dissolves amid the newfound ways
Of taking all my grapes of wrath
And setting all on different path
With Living Water added in
Then settling out of silt and sin
As Time is asked to purify
What casket would have putrefied
So when I reach my end of days
I'm all poured out and spirit raised.
New Wine
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
8/32
The colors cascading over the hills
With shastas and sages and brilliant bluebells,
Converging and merging, impressionist splendor
Silently, vibrantly, praises they render
As millions of photons burst through my lens
And millions of photos are stored in the bins
Of memories sweet
Resisting defeat
Cascading Colors 11/7/2008 RR/CT
When the snow and the sleet
Try to sneak.
For Endless Summer is glimpsed in my mind
And though I grant life can seem so unkind
There's something immortal 'bout beauty ingested
Providing a portal for hues with the message
That somewhere outside us a marvelous Hand
Patiently paints in hopes we'll understand.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
9/32
Swirling, floating, drifting on summer breeze
Without a care, but with great potential,
Fresh from a launch provided by a sneeze
Gifting the velocity essential.
Some in disdain will call them common weeds,
These puffballs white that call out to the wind,
But if they knew the power of the Seed
Why certainly their judgment they'd suspend.The progeny that lurk in this one float
Could grow in fields flung far across the earth,
Their journey no less marvel than the mote
That, against all odds, ended in your birth.
So when you spy the cotton floating 'round
Embrace God's wind that favor with you found.
11/7/2008 RR/CT
Potential Potential
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
10/32
Your blues and hues do unconfuse
When life has left me quite bemused
The distant skies release the sighs
That seem to creep when dreaming dies
When hope just seems to fly awayAnd land in some forsaken place
When all my efforts seem at loss
To clear my vision's dreary dross.
The way is slow but on I go
Encircling to the towering top
And vistas there effect repair
Dissolving inner mental blocks
So no obstructions will deter
The message streaming from the viewThe color coded words confer
An epic tome that's always new.
6/16/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
11/32
God, let me open to you
Bloom where I stand
Await your command.
Let me dance
while its day
Embracing the way
You've Life arrayed.
And when night is come
No fear, for the Son
Still shines when life's done.
6/2/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
12/32
I searched for YouI searched for You
In the furthest reaches of my consciousnessIn the furthest reaches of my consciousness
And one night I heard Your call.And one night I heard Your call.
I was enthralled to know that somewhere You existed.I was enthralled to know that somewhere You existed.
I ached to see Your faceI ached to see Your face
So I persistedSo I persisted
And one nightAnd one night
In glimpsing Your lightIn glimpsing Your light
Hope was rebornHope was reborn
Faith refreshedFaith refreshed
Courage recalledCourage recalled
And though I stalled many timesAnd though I stalled many times
I kept You in sightI kept You in sight
Until Your lightUntil Your light
Led me into safe harbor.Led me into safe harbor.
Safe Harbor 4/25/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
13/32
As gentle as the ebbing tideAs gentle as the ebbing tide Incoming thoughts recedeIncoming thoughts recede Reconnected to the earthReconnected to the earth
You now are partYou now are part
Of something much bigger than yourself Of something much bigger than yourself And like the vast expanse of seaAnd like the vast expanse of sea
It is full of mystery.It is full of mystery.
4/20/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
14/32
Refracted redsRefracted reds And scattered bluesAnd scattered blues
A ruse from Uncreated HandsA ruse from Uncreated Hands
To make us choose?To make us choose?
A beautiful accident. Premeditated joy.A beautiful accident. Premeditated joy.
4/16/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
15/32
Breathe on me with fire, Holy Spirit,
You who were present at the dawn of time
Awaken in me that which
Weaves its way through all time
And space
And connects all of Life.
Let me flow before you
Nourishing even as I am nourished
Transforming even as I am transformed
Submitting to Your will.
4/15/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
16/32
As smooth as glass
As clear as a mirror
I shiver in awe
All my life has brought meto this point
Food, oxygen, activity, rest
Have all sustained tender tissues
So reflection, refractionElectrochemical reactions
Could feed my soul.
All I can do
Is humbly bow
And say "Thanks!"
4/8/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
17/32
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
18/32
"Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden,and I will give you rest."
Find a cool place, my guest
And let me warm your face with the sun.
Feast your eyes on beauty
Feed your spirit with wonder
Fill your senses with everything that surrounds you
Act like a child again, PLEASE.
What and how much you take with you
Is entirely up to you
Stay as long as you want
The beauty and wonder of creationare ALWAYS here.
3/26/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
19/32
10/30/2008 RR/CT
The Radical Fanatical The Radical Fanatical
The radical fanaticalThe stone from Galilee
The Master like a meteor
Beyond our galaxyCrashed into Earth and virgin birth
Shook us to the coreOur mantle pierced
Unleashing fierce
And fiery molten roarsThat pour a living liquid skin
Encapsulating lifeFor those who choose a Waterloo
And undergo the knifeOf Spirit's fire so all desires
Can once again alignWith source of Holy Meteor
On Whom creation dines.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
20/32
Little friends who visit my window sill,
Shivering in the winter,Chirping in the spring.
All life before you is set
And implanted within you are all the tools
You will require.
I, on the other hand, must look for meaning,
Must look for purpose,
Am restless, vigilant,
Constantly sifting ideas.
Your quick little movements fascinate me,
And give me pause:
We share the same Creator.
You, it seems, have learned to completely trust Him.
Sparrows Sparrows
10/31/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
21/32
"Come unto Me,"
The words linger
The finger no longer points
But beckons.Offering a manger
For those who would feed
On the Goodness of God.
Lingering Words Lingering Words
11/4/2008 RR/CT
"All you who labor,"
The favor of a loving Lord
Proffered, like a dripping gourd
So all that are thirsty
May drink
In one accord.
"And I will give you rest,"
The Living Water on your lips
As sweet as honey, will eclipse
The hunt for money
(The haunt of many)As Fount of Plenty's
Unparalyzing drenching
Restores to living
The disposed and oppressed.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
22/32
The stone was rolled away that dayAs a spray
A sprigA little twig
Made its way into the world.Thus unfurled a plot
A planTo scan for every fallow, fertile heart
And band them all together With strands from a single vine.
In timeWell coalesced and blessed
And pressed into every nook and crannyIt seemed uncanny
But trueThat the root stretched back to that empty tomb,
From which it grew,
And even further back in timeInto the sublime
Where the heart of the Father First reached out to yours and mine.
The Vine The Vine
10/28/2008 RR/CT
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
23/32
A thief once stole my childlike viewThat used to sit on polished pewWith open, eager, willing eyesUncluttered with a world disguise
A Thief Once Stole
Unmuttered were the words of hateThat later would around me skateInscribing on a frozen poolThe mantra of a tribe of fools
Untattered was the cloak of loveThat seamless seemed to darkness shoveConnecting to a force aboveProtecting those in shadow of
But all that changed when slippery thief Broke in my world and stole belief Left me open to the spears
Of life and doubt and frets and fears
Until sore wounded I would crawlAcross the ice with curses scrawledWith tattered clothes that reeked of sinAnd mattered eyes with vision grim
I found the blood-soaked battered feetThat walked the death reversing streetRestoring Life to those who chooseA second time...the childhood pew.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
24/32
The Lord of the Dance
is dying for help
as oceans of kelp
await harvest hands
fields full of grain
in mirrored refrain
swaying and praying
en masse do attain
the eye of their Maker
whose Calvary heart
is softly beseeching
the workers to start
the World is the Harvest
that ripens e'en now
blessed those who harkest
ahead of the plow.
The World is the Harvest 10/18/2008
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
25/32
man...man... a quasia quasi --cosmic pluripotentialcosmic pluripotentialpropagated by limitless recombinations of progenitor peptidespropagated by limitless recombinations of progenitor peptides fraught with hazards biologic, environmental, political, financial, spiritualfraught with hazards biologic, environmental, political, financial, spiritual tossed into cycles of growth and decaytossed into cycles of growth and decay
molded by millions of minions of current culturemolded by millions of minions of current culture the miracle isthe miracle is
this precious piece of protoplasm seems providentially propelled to:this precious piece of protoplasm seems providentially propelled to: seek its rootsseek its roots find the truthfind the truth
discover a way to slip the noosediscover a way to slip the nooseof mechanical livingof mechanical livingthen bask in belief of a pristine beginningthen bask in belief of a pristine beginning
New Birth 10/14/2008
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
26/32
Who are we but reflections of Your love
Awash in the beauty of Your Creation
In transcending our senses
You reveal Yourself Every good gift comes from You
In the serenity of the moment
Absorbed in the miracle
We cease to exist as separate
Humbly accepting
That eternityis now.
Every Good Gift 10/14/2008
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
27/32
10/8/2008 RR/CT
On Even Even Eveof Manf Manf Man
On eve of Man, in garden sweet
The Lord debates His final touchA vibrant world all mixed and matched
Does it need a human such thatThere's a chance all could go wrong
With power of choice and strength of mindAnd hearts so prone to wanderlust
The human may incite his kindTo travel down forbidden pathsUnmindful of the dangers there
Against the grain of Master wrathWhere lives are lost and souls are snared.
He deigns to make the man with risks
And wants and needs and fears and strengthsAnd factors in a back-up plan
To prove how marvelous the lengthsHis love is willing to embrace
In order to achieve His endOf endless joy immersed in grace
With freely choosing mortal kin.And so Pandora's apple is pluckedIgniting waves of righteous anger
Simultaneous comes the cryFrom the baby...in the manger.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
28/32
A plunge expunged doddering doubtsA plunge expunged doddering doubts Reason released, tradition trounced,Reason released, tradition trounced,
My world opened up to the truth of the trout:My world opened up to the truth of the trout: In Him we live and move throughout.In Him we live and move throughout.
While trudging, drudging thru lifeWhile trudging, drudging thru life
I happed upon a pool of delightI happed upon a pool of delight Rimmed with evergreens,Rimmed with evergreens,
high in the mountshigh in the mounts
A shimmering, glimmering,A shimmering, glimmering,
reflected scenereflected scene Doused through and throughDoused through and through
with aquamarine.with aquamarine.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
29/32
I find of late, in quiet times,With softer step and gentler rhythm,Miles apart from madding crowdIn introspection I am biddenTo slip the rough protective coatThat useful proved in growing upBut now impedes the tender shootThat seeks new light on which to sup.The fingers of Your warming smileAre gentle on my spirit's husk As slowly opened to the dayMy world of drear eternal dusk Dissolves to find a richer lifeAnd root descends to depths unknownTo anchor there mid ages pastWhere sage's paths are wont to roam.When duly anchored, growth begins,At first I feel so meek and thinBut bursting from my earthly tomb
My cotyledon now ascendsTo heights that give a different view,A different world, a different read,Than what I dreamed of in the earthWhen I existed as a seed.I seem forever in the LightAnd in Your smile do fully flower Leaning down You deign me kissAs all around my fragrance showers,On and on this dance sustainsA life I thought would never endBut then one windy day in fallI find that I begin to bendAnd getting lower to the earthI see where time is going to leadAnd so release into the windThe quintessential gift...a seed.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
30/32
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
31/32
Afloat amidst the Milky WayHis Majesty's ship The Stardust GravePacked and loaded with utmost care
With everything needed to get us "there"A ponderous ship, fully orbed
And ready for all the rays to absorbFueled by forces that work unseen
Steered by a star whose constant beamOf attraction detracts from its impulse to fly
Unleashed to unexplored parts of the skyWhere ominous agents do lurk undetected
Attractive black holes with a Siren objective.Round and round and round this star
Endless encircling with nary a mar To disturb the distance or indent the cycle
That's worn an invisible rut in the psycheOf passengers wishing for more than this measured
Revolving involving the death of their treasuredDreams to escape this rut and attain
A view that's not tied to this orbital plane.But, Oh!, what a ship we've found ourselves onWith rivers and oceans and singing and songs,
With loving and sighing, and though there is dyingLying in wait are the young ones supplying
The life and the joy that gives our life meaningImbuing the seasons with laughter, redeemingThe heartache we'd felt from being tied downTo the mast of this endless Merry-Go-Round.
So mysteries abound on His Majesty's boatAnd though our whole life may encircle a moat
The Word is the center's not really a star But One who just spoke when Time was ajar
And started it all with cycles and such
Enhancing our ship with His own special touchSo when we feel burdened and vision is dim
Our cycling can cease, centered on Him.
8/14/2019 Roadrunner Poetry
32/32
Holy Shepherd...we are Your sheep.Holy Shepherd...we are Your sheep. Mighty King...to You we cling.Mighty King...to You we cling.
Most High Priest...though stained our fleeceMost High Priest...though stained our fleece You have granted releaseYou have granted release
And restorationAnd restoration To Your Kingdom of Peace.To Your Kingdom of Peace.
Holy Shepherd 11/17/2008
Recommended