Braun Poems - Poems about Braun

...Hello I'm agent Brown I am not in a good place Hi agent Brown it's okay I'm here for you it's the dark place again I can't breathe that's okay just breathe and talk sweetie I was doi......Read the rest...

...The hourglass is almost empty The candle was almost spent The compass only points one way The clock is about to strike twelve My stopwatch doesn't work anymore The mirror tells me lies I no lon......Read the rest...

...Shut Up! Shut up the hurricane shutters! There's a storm that is ready to blow. Batten down all the hatches! Mother nature is angry, don't you know? There's a man on the watch tower ......Read the rest...

...Plow Every seven years, she's a different person. Every seven years he's having to adapt and learn something new. The farmer must work during the seasons that change with age, to provide for a......Read the rest...

...Pain settles in quite instantly your senses are totally unprepared for this graveness the notion to sleep sets in like an energetic twilight phase the injury abruptly strangles thought my ears......Read the rest...

...Have you met my friend, Earnest? He doesn't come around, Often, except occasionally. But when he does show up, he usually brings his friend, Repent. Earnest is a good friend. In times of trouble, t......Read the rest...

...What be Ye, Preacher or Mortician? A mortician prepares and buries the remains. The hole he or she digs is for a lifeless corps, free of soul. And the eulogy is of poppies and the utteran......Read the rest...

...What does it mean to be man? To wake up every day, and know you have to pray... just to be alive. To find another plan, and convince yourself you can... and to strive. What does......Read the rest...

...Guide my steps Trust in the Lord, first. Nothing of this world survives! Guide my steps in love. by Martin Braun 1.13.2024 He walks with me.........Read the rest...

...A Daunting Mountain Slavery Raised An injured knee suffers in times of rain. Seasons of counting costs raises mountains of debt. Yet... faith can move a mountain, At the expens......Read the rest...

...My Dog Shelbie You make me laugh, my furry butt friend. It makes no difference where we go, you would follow me to the end. And what a disgrace you are! Have you no shame!? You seek ou......Read the rest...

...At Peace A dark cloud of cancer looms on the horizon. Will it simply pass or rest above me, and shower demise? Or will the clouds break with the power of thanksgiving love, And His wonderful fa......Read the rest...

...Cute Little Sea Snail From this cute little shell, you made your home. You take it with you, wherever you roam. So lovely as it is, it is also so sad. There is only room for one, No husb......Read the rest...

...By What Power? Disguised by a limb and hidden in a tree, with what power had you to murder Adam and Eve? You came hither and thither, even spoke with our God above, but by what power had you......Read the rest...

...To You I Sing Here I stand at my pew, Where so many songs of praise are sung in chorus and out of tune, Of beautiful words with loving phrases that glorify. But as I sing and follow along, I wo......Read the rest...