Time Prose Poems

Q:  Why is that Satan would not care if cursing people used: his own name, Allah or
      Mohammad or...

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Licking my wounds.
Recovering from the pain.
Is it supposed to
feel this way?
Empty, cold, and dejected.
Ashamed of not enjoying it.
Radiating heat filling me up
from my pelvic floor.
Somehow,...

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Q:  Why do not all roads lead to the kingdom of heaven and we all end up on 
     ...

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Q:  Besides the anti-Christ's unholy spirit of deception that is ever increasingly
      becoming more prevalent during the end times...

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I write again because I have a reason to write and I have time. But given all the times in the world and all reasons...

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Q:  When some Baptist missionaries went to China why did they discover their 
      people cursing God in another...

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I had been feeling restless for some time, 
But today, I awoke in the afternoon 
Feeling truly at peace for the first time.
 
A sense...

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It sounded like violent thunder
Like Thor’s hammer beating triple time
We watched the hill, wondering if it was them
We had heard about the five wild mustangs...

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The antiquated train tunnel had not been working for years.
Paranormal researchers asked about it, but we did not encourage them.
No one I knew had seen...

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I was from a poor rural county in Iowa
The kind that drafts young men during wars
Back in the late sixties many of our men went...

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I know what,
But I don't know when.
I know where,
But I don't know when.
I know how,
But I don't know when
I know who
But I don't know when.
I...

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When the apostles of Jesus Christ, after his ascension into heaven, spread the doctrine
of Christianity throughout the ancient Roman empire.  Those who made their...

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I love women who gracefully dance
And sweetly sing; and women who 
Avidly read and who brilliantly think;
I love women who love to love—

And who despise...

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The antiquated train station in Omaha could make a marvelous house
Are you kidding? My spouse asked. You are kidding, right?
I was not kidding, my mind...

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Well, here I am again… at my crossroads
I can tell they are mine
The marker I.D. reads “Between a rock and a hard place”

“What a shameful...

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