Poetry Where You Live Poetry and photo site with over 1,650 poems and 660 pictures, along with many links. At least 500 of my poems are faith based. Member of United Methodist Church. Statistics Unique Visitors: Total Unique Visitors: Outgoing: Total Outgoing: 0 0 65 2207

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Solomon Where Are You? 2007-07-30 13:03:00 “She took away my invisible bandwhile we were in the middle of a song!”Such was the exclamation, the shoutlet out as I was walking up the stairs.Oh if only Solomon were here,he would have a field day,answering the charge of the middle childagainst her little sister, who was gleefully,loudly, thundering past me up to their room.He would know how to respond,to diffuse the shouts, the anger,the phantom squabbleover imaginary friendsJuly 30, 2007 14:03 ...

Dripping Orange 2007-07-30 12:36:00 Dripping OrangeThe flowermelted downonto itselfliquid colordripping downto the groundrunning colororangefallingdownJuly 30, 2007 14:53 ...

Scent Memories 2007-07-30 09:06:00 Rich memoriesflood with scentscascades of momentsof family and funwrapped in the smellsof our livesMay we implantrich scent memories,powerful examples,witness, testimonyof the love of Christin our walking, in our actionsin the ways of our livesMay we, in our living,be like scents,flavoring the worldaround uswith loveJuly 30, 2007 10:06started July 30, 2007 7:40am2 Corinthians 2:14-17 ...

The Speed of Creation 2007-07-30 07:04:00 The slow calving of a glacier,the sudden eruption of a once dormant volcanoThe birth of a rainbow at the end of rain,the crawl of a land tortoise across the parched earthThe slide of a snail, the dive of a hawkThe sprint of a cheetah, a light yearThe speed of sound, the pounce of a leopard,The stride of a giraffe, the slither of a snakeThe growing of a sequoia, the breaking of breadA hummingbird in flight,the birthing of a starThe beating of a heart,the rising of a cicadaThe discovery of the coelacanththe pace of extinction.The growth of a wildfire,the dawning of a new day.The crack of lightening,a human life and eternity.These are the speeds of creation.Finished July 30, 2007 8:03started July 11, 2007Genesis 1 ...

Sounds of Creation 2007-07-30 06:57:00 Crashing waves on a rocky coast,rain falling on parched groundThe cry of a newborn baby, the call ofa fledgling Emperor Penguin chickon the pack ice on his mother’s returnThe crackle of wildfire, the bubble of lava,the roar of a lion on the savannahBranches clacking in a primordial wood,slaves of the windA caw of a macaw in the virgin rainforest,a polar bear in pursuit of his dinnerA shriek of a hyena, the cacophony of the urban jungleThe beating of a hummingbird’s wings,the buzz of an angry beeThe thundering splash of the calving of glacial iceTrumpets of elephants in dangerA tree falling in the wood (whether heard or not)The haunting call of the loonof a foggy summer nightA thwack of a beaver’s tailThe deep hollow crack of thick ice underfoot,the attack of a mosquito,The words of a child’s prayerThese are sounds of creation.Finished July 30, 2007 7:55started July 11, 2007Genesis 1 ...

The Wet Garden 2007-07-29 11:52:00 ...

Cast Off Your Shackles 2007-07-29 11:37:00 We are free from the restraints,the bonds which haveheld us captives,Free from the snaresthe limits, the temptationsof our mortal lives.Jesus has set us free.By His death we dieBy His resurrectionWe live; we are raisedfrom the dead with Him.We who were buriedare raised like HimWe are baptized,spiritually circumcisedinto the family of God,free from the ledger of our sinserased and made clean.July 29, 2007 6:00amColossians 2:6-15especially Colossians 2:12-13 ...

Hero 2007-07-27 19:40:00 I called her a hero.She blushed, a little bit,demurred a bit, laughed.Because she is what I said she is.a person who went out on a limb,sacrificed, persevered,stayed the course, carried her crossand fought the good fight.She knew the risks, the cost, and stood her groundand was counted when it counted.Her mettle was tested,in the crucible, the refining fireof the law, the trialand won a victoryfor us allJuly 27, 2007 12:27 ...

Textures of Creation 2007-07-27 19:30:00 Smooth glass, clear, or in the prism’s spectrumCool of polished marble in Washington’s monumentssmooth of a baby’s skin, freshly powderedSoft of a ripe peach’s fuzz, feel the fruit underneathsoft of a sheep’s wool, warm to the touchsoft warm ocean water, running off my hot skinRough oak bark, below its broad leavesThick tough alligator hideCoarse granite stone, solid, or appearing sorough, light pumice rock, light and airySharp thorns of a rose bush, protecting the delicate bloomssharp quills of the porcupineGritty sand, between my toesMoist humus, under the forest canopyslippery oil, sticky pine pitchAlgae covered broad leaf seaweedscaly snake skinHard sea shells, baking on the shoreHot coils on the stove, glowing redcold ice on the pond, for skating, pierced for fishingBrittle ancient pages, crumbling under my touch,pearls of, rivers of, sweat on my skin in the hot sunRough sawgrass, gelatinous bullfrog egg massFuzzy bunny fur, spiny sea urchinThese are textures of creation ...

Shopping for Gifts 2007-07-27 19:21:00 Little baubles, trinkets,t-shirts, something formy girls, for my baby.Mementos, toys, thingsLittle gifts for themfrom the traveling father,just as my daddy didwhen he was awaywhen I was their age.July 26, 2007 22:17 ...

Networking 2007-07-27 19:19:00 Hi, how are you,nice to see you,what brings you here,what are you gettingfrom what the speakersare telling us;How far was it for you,are you staying the whole time?I’m new at this whole thing;here’s my card,call me if you need somethingNice to meet you.July 26, 2007 10:20(50 cards handed out in the 4 daysof the conference this week) ...

Cobble Stones 2007-07-27 19:13:00 Streets of stoneirregular, throw your anklestreets, side streets,fun streets, wherehidden treasures liein the middle of the city,the old port,where fishermen,where captains tread;Ancient whaling portwith stories in the stone streets.July 26, 2007 10:15 ...

A Well-lit Rosa Rugosa 2007-07-27 19:12:00 The falling sunbathing the islandfalling down, towardthe horizon, lightingbeautiful rose bloomstreaming through the rose skin,the living fabric, translucentsmell of the rose perfumeon the sea breezegaze mesmerized on the flowerablaze in colorJuly 25, 2007 22:30 ...

The Enemy 2007-07-27 19:07:00 I met an enemyan opponent, believing,championing, parrotingdangerous lies. Perniciousand sugar-coated, liesof causation, of statisticsof blaming the victimsstanding up for their rightsRights fought for,long held beliefs,discounted, disputed,in the party line;dangerous liesthat must end.July 25, 2007 22:25 ...

In Grandma’s Lap 2007-07-27 19:02:00 A truly special placeof safety, of security,of love, nestled inGrandma’s lap she laywarm and secure,feeling love, contentment,in Grandma’s lap.July 25, 2007 22:23 ...