On this night,
This fateful night
Our joys completely multiplied;
As heaven’s plan to justify
Became apparent to the eye.
As Simon spoke,
My eyes have seen
The one from whom salvation springs.
Let us rejoice, shout praise, and sing
And unto Christ our brief lives bring!
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
With my animals midst the hay,
I feel a very world away,
Near to heaven know I am,
When beside me lay a little lamb.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
For every up there is a down,
For every joy there is a sorrow,
For every life that’s lived,
There comes a no tomorrow.
Bring on your troubles then,
We’ll carry one another,
Until that very end,
We’ll love like we are brothers.
Together count our blessings,
United we will strive,
We’ll learn and in thanksgiving,
As family we’ll thrive.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Every time,
My heart breaks a little bit.
Nothing rhymes,
But I am here to sit
With what remains:
This Grand Boy of mine,
Photos in their frames,
Steep hills left to climb,
The often sad refrain.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
For years it has seemed as though
You know me more solidly than I know myself;
Our time alone together-scarce to none.
How can this be?
I am ever waxing and waning,
As the spectacular moon,
With it’s barren landscape and mystical shadows.
I hold no candle to the glorious sun
As I merely reflect the light.
But you-
You believe I am worth pursuing,
Less light than is needed to do the work,
Yet you see something in me.
I scrunch up my face before the glass..
I concentrate and stare intently..
I hope to get a glimpse of what it is that you see.
Alas, I am at a loss.
I flip the switch to off
And wander away, perplexed.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Sabrina, beauty,
Queen of cats,
Confident, she dines with dogs;
Then makes a meal of rats.
Blue eyes glowing she
Bathes, well-groomed,
Naps, yawns, stretches, glances round;
Astute, the hunt resumes.
L.L. Shelton. Copyright 2019.
Evangelion,
Sweet spoken!
Oh heart of mine
Receive with joy,
Be glad refined,
As gold glitters
Bound to shine!
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
It must be difficult
Needing something from me,
Having to feign interest,
Hoping to stimulate
A desire in me to meet your need.
It is a shame
You are not truly curious.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Who made you God?
Lies surround where your feet trod.
How can you consider yourself so highly,
A created thing like you- unsightly!
Bloodbath at your hand
Will one day rise, shout praise, and band
Together in new bodies stand.
You’ll wonder, too, as all will do
As God Himself reigns right and true,
Bearing witness to your crimes,
To your awful state of mind.
Created thing willing life and death-
As if your worth’s more than a breath!
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.
Over and over and under and out,
Thoughts I don’t think tumbling about;
My mind on its own,
Feelings overblown,
My heart has gone,
It left the shore,
Went sailing after something more
Than it had ever known before.
Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.