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The Matron and The Man
My attempt at an Orwellian poem while taking aim at George Orwell’s quote: ““Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
Written for the All Poetry contest / Quote Prompt: George Orwell (1984)
Redo, Repent, Recycle
In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 3
Just because I write my shouts
Doesn’t mean you’ll figure me out
Just because I conjure an illicit view
My sins are only on exhibit to a few
Vacation From Mundane Tasks
Sand spills from loose lips onto the matte page
Chiseled stone lips that stole my beating heart
My dry pen smears short loose words that are strange
Scratch a camel, add a cart. He’s my transport
Reprieve From Pain
In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 2
I’m feeling fine
With peace of mind
Knowing that my Savior’s work
Has sown this heart, tilled this dirt
Muttered Words
In the series: Dark Night of the Soul - Part 1
Elevated thought
God who bought
Sinner’s debt
Put to rest
Vampire Farmer
Dry skin within
Parched shout without
Context invites fright
To well-armed farmers
Apple Blossom
Extinguished glowing bar of light—
Her breath reveals the cold of night
Petals cloak the path toward safety
She grips her staff and turns bravely
Peace of Man
He wanted peace but didn’t battle his desire
He missed the public declaration for his soul
They gave him power to bring peace in time of internal war
Submitted to self-pleasure, he gave his enemy control
Steps We Take Together
The joy from the Lord’s grace overwhelms me
Though the hole in my heart is infinite, You are infinite
Though my body cannot contain my God, your Spirit has made me your dwelling place
A Helper so that I may bear that joy and any sorrow
Fear of Pain
Rather than ruining their future by justifying our past we should confess our wrongdoing and admit our shame. Yet the elite do the opposite.