Loss and Remembrance

Humanity, Poetry, , ,

Will these feelings swallow me whole,
Manage to drown my very soul?
Or will I find to my surprise
Somehow I don’t die inside?

How will I know when they have passed,
Left me here alone at last?
Will it be because I don’t remember
What you looked like last September?

Will I wake up and you won’t be,
That first sweet view in front of me?
And thought of you will not surround
My mind each evening as I lie down?

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.

Found

Poetry

Abandoned in the forest glade,
Feeling hope was lost,
Laid me down on carpet green
To await the killing frost;

Discovered inadvertently,
Or was it destiny,
Your bread and crumb trail evidence.
Here you are, still with me.

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton

In My Rearview

Poetry

You came to me
With a suspicious mind
Oh I hate that I was blind,
And there was nothing to confess.
We were only living
But you sold me short
And I never knew.
You pushed it hard until addressed,
Forced my gaze, begged me to see
That carefully buried part of me.

You came to me
With a suspicious mind
Oh I hate that I was blind,
And there was something to confess.
You were busy dying
But you sold me short
And I never knew.
You pushed it hard, finally stressed
Our back until it broke in two.
I don’t think I’ll be missing you.

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.

Put Them Up Wet

Poetry,

This ground is hard
And the effort is piercing my soul,
Weaknesses rule,
One thing to be sure of control,
Take me home
And don’t spare the horses.

Exhausted heart
And I don’t want to run anymore,
Resources low,
Mind aches and bones are sore,
Take me home
And don’t spare the horses.

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.

CNN and Other Stupidity

Current Events, Natural Disaster, , , ,

Tonight, as I rapidly walk the treadmill at our local Planet Fitness, I spy a headline from CNN (The self-proclaimed, Central News Network). The headline reads:  Church-goers Saved From the Tornado By the Grace of God.  (Did I fall asleep and wake up in the days of the new Constantine?)

I avoid the news at home because it tends to invigorate me to an unacceptable point.  Also, I am intentionally considerate of my younger children, who I am with nearly always, not wishing to subject them to a constant barrage of suggestions for how they should think about the current events.  I avoid channels allowing commercials for similar reasons.

But I don’t suppose it my right to suggest these same strategies to Planet Fitness to aid their fully adult, and hopefully engaged and thoughtful  patrons.

Now to the original intent of this post- exactly how is it that CNN knows the mind of God so very well? Did He drop in for a quick visit with Ted Turner and explain Himself?

Dear Families and Friends of the eight who were killed due to the storm, please know that Our Bible states plainly that God rains on the just and the unjust and that His thoughts are higher than our thoughts, His ways higher than our ways… please know that He is for every man, though He does specifically bless His saved children with eternal life and many other things.  Many choose to be an enemy of God, but God is the enemy of no man.

In truth, we have no idea why God spared those He spared and took those He took. So what? He is God and we are not.

Please accept the sympathy of this Jesus-loving, church-goer over your loss, and may God be with you to comfort and help you in your tremendous grief.

Copyright 2017.   L.L. Shelton.

Home Bound

Poetry

The glint that bounces off your eye-
The one to catch you by surprise,
Skipping briefly freely by,
Brilliant as if to justify
The sparkling shining painful show,
It hurts to look but you don’t go;
That gentle stir among the leaves-
Closest to you, brings the breeze,
Lacey fluttering dipping down,
Never touching low the ground
Brings comfort and a gentle tease,
Wraps round you with tender ease;
Indicate you’re not alone,
Love has come to visit home.

Copyright 2017. L.L. Shelton.