Christian Poems
I Walk By Faith
“How long, O Lord?” the psalmist sighs
“How long, O Lord?” my soul replies
My heart is overwhelmed, but where
Is God who says He’s always there?
Cross Purposes
The cross, Jesus’ cross, is as ugly as sin
As brutal as hatred’s most devilish grin
As savage as any blow darkness can swing
The worst of the worst – it’s a hell of a thing!
The Cracked Pot
There’s a crack in the pot
Where the love leaks out
Though I yearn to be filled
All I’m filled with is doubt
Though I’m watered each day
Still I live in a drought
There’s a crack in the pot
Where the love leaks out
Can I Not Have This Dance?
Father’s, son’s unholy spirits
Clawing, gnawing at their souls
Each other’s and their own – not knowing
Acid’s teeth gouge gruesome holes