Poem-a-Day Challenge #26: Evening Poem
When the evening comes and the light fades,
the heart’s curtains are drawn; its candle dims.
A heavy cloak draws around wounded limbs;
dew beads on the ground, watering the shades
that emerge like weeds that come out to play
when the evening comes.
No dressing or salve applied in the light
of day to ward from fever’s red-flushed heat
means a festering aching will deplete
the health and clarity of solar flight
when the evening comes.
What is a Rondine?
Riddled with Your bullet holes I feel life fading.
Enemies show up to mock, kick me while I’m down.
I have nothing I can say so I plead with You.
I confess my many sins; help me, my Savior.
What is an Imayo?
at your own stores laid bare––
empty shelves of forgiveness––
think and again
how so often your head
hangs low while you confess your sins
than five hundred
long ago passed by––sped––
eases the surprise, each confessed:
What is an Alexandrine?
you are and
need to be is
never a straight
Faster, better, more efficient.
Statistics and campaign promises
can’t hold a candle to the lie
that technology does things
faster, better, more efficiently.
I see my typo.
Abba, Father, can You hear me?
Did the ships make it to Tarshish
And carry me beyond Your reach,
Beyond the jaws of Your great fish?
Abba, Father, can You
Slap these husks from my hands
And feed me with real food?
Make this pig slop be bland?
Bring me back home;
There’s no other
Place now to go.
I can now see
You always hear cries of,
“Abba, Father, can You hear me?”
Inspired by Psalm 7 in Harps Unhung.
Whoever lives with integrity fears Yahweh,
but the one who is devious in his ways despises Him. Proverbs 14:2 HCSB
One of the ways we play with my daughter is to “hide! hide! hide!” with her under a blanket, while the other one of us “sneaks up” on who is “hiding.” The absurdity of hiding under a blanket is the precise grounds of its cuteness (especially since the blanket can’t suppress the giggles underneath).
Continue reading “Fig Leaf Couture”
It’s not often that Music Monday will come with free albums, but the extremely generous gents from Beautiful Eulogy have made the entire album Instruments of Mercy for download at Noisetrade. (Their debut album, Satellite Kite, is also available at Noisetrade.)
Both the song and the video (above) masterfully present the plea of the repentant believer. Verse 1 begins with Psalm 32:5 ESV, “I acknowledged my sin to You, and I did not cover my iniquity.” The verse then discusses the reality that God already sees and knows all things; hiding from Him is as foolish as it is impossible.
The twin extremes of repentance are flippancy and wallowing. Beautiful Eulogy expertly navigate between these dangers by taking sin seriously, but by finding hope in Jesus’ cleansing and forgiveness.
Give me the faith to believe what You say
And to trust in Your word when I’m tempted to stray
And to patiently wait for the day You return
I hate my sin; it burns
Oh God, my sin is great–there’s no escaping it
I hate my sin but I still partake in it
I begin to better understand confession
When I understand the weight of my sin and its effect
How it’s a direct revelation of my selfishness
And recognize God’s correct assessment
I don’t have to hide behind my own pride
Tear myself up from the guilt inside
Because I’ve been given everything I’ve ever needed
To stand clean and forgiven when I received Jesus
Please, please take advantage of an album that is food and medicine for your soul. These men passionately love Jesus and are world-class wordsmiths.