Entrances with a name,
Cities with a name,
We have a name!
Let us take a chance
To give our entrance a facelift,
A sandblasting and polishing!
Our name, too, must be engraved
For the season ahead
With the Name above all names!
We'll stand on the land
Where we were once scarred,
And go through the blockade
To the other side.
Stepping into a new place of peace,
Our path will be secured and blessed.
Categories:
sandblasting, encouraging, inspirational, peace,
Form: Free verse
The promise and the pain of yesteryear
Come rushing back as I retrace my steps
Though time has passed, I see them, oh, so clear
And take a mental pause , where tears were wept
At crossroads I see faces join and part
Recalling circumstances good and bad
Then feel the heaviness upon my heart
To lose my only brother and my dad
And then I come back to reality
A mother who no longer knows her son
The sands of time, sandblasting memories
She sees their faces in her setting sun
The thought is bittersweet, ironically
But smile because I know they'll wait for me.
by Daniel Turner
Categories:
sandblasting, age, death, meaningful, sad
Form: Sonnet
The sky, the water, a mix
of battleship gray and gunmetal
and dreary
sandblasting wind biting
away the tears
and eventide reflections on life's direction
diluted by a passing squall
of not much intensity, not as
a relationship requiring the focus
of a knife fight,
in a phone booth.
Thoughts slowing to a relative crawl,
the seventeen miles-per-hour I'm taught
focuses the narrative of elsewhere
in the eye inside my eye,
there's more vista
and less twist of road
as I am extra,
as language is to prayer.
Categories:
sandblasting, betrayal, heartbreak,
Form: Free verse