Martin Braun Poet Rhyme

The Color Purple

The Color Purple

Lightning bolts across the sky
casting shadows for you and I
to witness and marvel with delight
or cower and tremble from our fright
of God's awesome power on display
humbling us as we give thanks and pray.

Dear Lord up on high
forgive us our debts from they and I.
Teach us to love and cherish the blessings you share.
Let us count them all if we dare.
And let "love each other" be our yearn
with peace and charity in return.

by,
Martin Braun
6/11/2020

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Geoffrey Brewer June 14, 2020 at 6:10 AM I take this as a more reflective corollary to your previous poem: ‘I am dead...‘ It gives a welcome positive slant on current life. Well said, Martin. Martin Braun June 15, 2020 at 6:58 AM Thank you! Whatever I witness and the Holy Spirit dictates I put to pen. I pray whatever I put down draws the best from everyone who experiences it.

Darlene De Beaulieu June 11, 2020 at 5:06 PM Hello Martin Braun, Wow! This is a great poem. Enjoy your evening my friend. So nice to meet you. Enjoy your evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu June 14, 2020 at 10:37 AM I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Enjoy your day my friend. Martin Braun June 11, 2020 at 8:37 PM Thank you Darlene. You are so kind.