On days clouds mask transparency,
when sprinkles/gales quell meadow’s song,
before Spring’s green, post Autumn’s fall
of colored leaves (that flirt with tones of Prelude’s whites),
I wait for you (and doing so) find new delights!
On days what’s right (what’s left’s not clear),
discordance jars the inner ear,
I trust the harmony for all
that God provides, the love we share (makes right what’s wrong),
I wait for you (why hamstring with inerrancy?)
I wait for you, trust you’ll be near when time is right,
for die is cast, an inner compass guides our flight.
We both support what we need be
to bloom the ways God’s plans mature
in gifts we’re dealt our day of birth.
I wait for you though seasons pass, poles flip on earth
(in one day’s time), the oceans freeze (one last, “Bonjour!”),
the sun’s end fades to more maybe.
I won’t begrudge its fleeting glow!
Look for lips poised with love’s, “Hello!”
Long Tooth
November 6th in 2022
Categories:
inerrancy, celebration, love,
Form: Rhyme
Your life is the full world, the stars, sun, and moon.
On your own, you can fight the tough times real soon.
Unsteady moves can't let you up the ladder; never tone down.
Rarely will we meet; we set the lousy goal to impugn.
Tacked and seated, man has doubts around his destiny.
In the universe, all is set by its needs, not by inerrancy.
Memories of agony and misery are not murky.
Emotions disguise behind words, extort repay.
Important to be happy, do what you love, and you will succeed.
Share your calmness, work for success, and greater reward.
Love the holiest stars; you will get a reverse welt.
In the trials of life, sync up to the ethical dealt.
Muttering stops; the sun has faded to that extent.
If your core tilts to life, brave vitality, faith will last.
Time is short; live the life of no one or precept.
Enduring one's own goal, expect to aim too tight.
During your life, believe yet not fall into the urge to defect.
3rd place winner
Categories:
inerrancy, allusion, analogy, assonance, character,
Form: Acrostic