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“But thanks be to God, who always leads us as captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of the knowledge of him everywhere. For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are anContinue reading “The Aroma of Christ”

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Step I    Dream Avoidance If you sense your dream is coming alive again Lie down until the feeling passesTell yourself about all past failures, and lie down until the feeling passes Think of all your shortcomings, and lie down until the feeling passes. Don’t Dream your Dream No More . . . A Little SouthContinue reading “General Instructions”

The Back Story

Back in grade 2 there was this other boy in class He had made the fist in such a way as to have one knuckle protruding out further than the other 3, and the thumb packing them all in tight. He said something about me and him, outside, and I was dead ☠️. Now whatContinue reading “Nobody Was Watching”

Silt drifts steadily downward over the course of time Layer, by imperceptible layer Covering those relics of sunken hopes and dreams Covering over hurts and wounds Some days, my mind drifts back in time, for one reason or another Peering down from high up amid the surface waves of the now present future’s bliss IContinue reading “Silt”

I’m finding analogies and word pictures are merely facets of the whole. None suffice on their own to describe the dynamics of human experience. I was delighted to get this response from someone I’d written to. One thing about poetry is the effort to allow the indescribable part to remain while being able to trulyContinue reading “Mutually Inspired”

In Grade 9 Wait, I should probably mention grade 7I was bulliedI think maybe it was something that I saidI just remember:He grabbed me by the throatLifted me off the ground, andTold me that I was deadI broke free, I guess, somehow, and ran to the teacherMy parents pulled me from school,I ended up goingContinue reading “Stinky”

Every once in a while I feel this empty, nothing-more-to-give feeling A thought comes into my head: Just hide away Wait and see if anyone notices you’re gone This can often last up to half an hour

Imagine going shopping, and you’re hungryYou push along through the aisles with your shopping cartAs you see something that so moves you, it’s placed in the cart When you get to the check out, you realize that you are going to have to explain what you’ve bought to the wife, and so, lots of thingsContinue reading “Searching My Heart”