Routes Poems - Poems about Routes

...Based on Psalm 23 NIV A Voyager The Lord is my captain; I`ve faith in Him. He asks me to sit down in the stateroom, He steers the vessel away from rocks, ......Read the rest...

...A guide suspended by the thread of time offers itself, Where the soul clothes us in garments of flesh and beginnings. The filigree of words breathes on the parchment of eternity, intertwines, Spea......Read the rest...

...I East I sit,I took up Ansuz , Sunday A dire missive mystically sent, I inquire Defenses down ,dispatch is odd does say Dope states “Don't lose thyself”.. This I admire II Ansuz inspires me ......Read the rest...

...I hope you really understand This is all out of my hands I can't control this situation All my woman's intuition Led me to this secret place I had no clue or even trace My emotions would lead d......Read the rest...

...("Mrs. It Dances Through It", 2014, original pen and ink) Turning Point - Coming of Age - Acceptance at Last Finally at age 65 I reach a turning point Where a lifetime of doing is seen ......Read the rest...

...Can I rely on you, or will you betray me? My heart beats for you, a love pure and true Your love feels distant, like a star out of view. Our bond, once strong as a igloo, now crumbles like a sand......Read the rest...

...If you’re a human, a word of advice Don’t leave computers with cats, rats or mice If these share your home but you need to be gone For heavens sake make sure that you’re not logged on. Some cre......Read the rest...

...This next nightmare also occurred in the day time as well. This is what I now refer to as "my own tribulation dreams" GOD sent me to try and wake me up by stopping my: habitual wool gatherings tha......Read the rest...

...We dwelt together, one hand on a door handle. Keeping rooms --- a semi-settled living, parents still squatting in our heads, rent due spaces, red buses passing below or above, according to what......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ precipices are the routine routes of the unroutine man ......Read the rest...

... The signal to leave is called out urgently. Blue jays spin, whistle, and gurgle. Heralds of the gray days of winter. We climb Hawk Ridge Observatory hill. The rough benches, wooden table, a s......Read the rest...

...You said that I should see a whale - a giant from the southern seas swimming song-lines up the coast, and so I came on board your boat to wait and look. You told me humpbacks follow ancient ......Read the rest...

...Magnolia hearts need not be brave, For their tickets are only one way, Routes unchallenged, straight to the grave, I’d rather chase the vermillion fray. Though, that is not to feign, I seek n......Read the rest...

... January welcomes a new year, still dressed in bright suits. Shy January brings new expectations but also fear. We dream about a new life, we try to find out about new routes. ......Read the rest...

.... . . is everywhere, an eternal, yet distant land. Stretching to the highest peaks, along the way to beach sand. It's home to the mansion and mole-hill, in addition to the......Read the rest...