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That a thought can attempt To run the mile and reach The finish line. No thought Can compete nor complete, As another, stifling thought Is trailing, yelling, shouting That something is near, some One is coming – it is not … Continue reading
A body sore With time at war A mind ahead unseen A soul torn Like the earth born Alignment in between Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.
From dawn to dusk And rose bloom’s end, Gift bestowed, goodness Owed, a God-send. A truce of trust, In now for ever, Ends darkened hope, Awaited endeavor. A loud thud by lost Soul and vagabond, True hearts and minds, Near … Continue reading
Troubles are to bind Like tendons, muscles, Good times complete With skin and hair. Yet apparitions stand Without bodies whole, Shredding the soul. Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.
Would you visit me at my deathbed? Oh cast not shadows upon a place of love. Would you remind me of tears once shed? I know not of such times you speak of. Would you hold my hand up to … Continue reading
Green or yellow?, my dilemma, as I stood before the bananas. I hate shopping and my wife knows it. But I’m a nice guy and here I am. I don’t mean it’s woman’s work but I’m an abominable shopper and … Continue reading
Turquoise, like seeds, One hundred beads, Fingered by all creeds, Counting on our deeds, Helping in our needs, Food for the soul, feeds, Praying never misleads, Fear somehow concedes, Uncovered, recedes, Goodness proceeds, A heart seldom bleeds, Flowers bloom, not … Continue reading
You could not have creases on your chest from the weight of hope, softness in your voice from the whispers of prayer, gems in your soul from the depth of feeling, beams in your eyes from the light of right, … Continue reading
Though what you possess is not much To many looking. Knowing not Of those blessed by your special touch. Though what you possess, is not much For a world left better by such A soul whose goodness seems like naught. … Continue reading
Mercy. Essential, Inherent, Compassionate Way of living. Manifested In love for animals. Unspoken Between companions. Strained By way of enemies. Discovered Upon bestowal. Tragic If untouched. Humbled In proximity. Upon my soul May He have Mercy. Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All … Continue reading