This child limping
Long for Jesus’s power
To heal with a touch
poetry, prose, and photography
This child limping
Long for Jesus’s power
To heal with a touch

The colors of dusk
A crescent moon ascending
Autumnal air brisk
Evening moves to night
Cold and silence dominate
Autumn’s grip secure

History in bricks
Such elegant stateliness
An autumn sunset
“Broken Dreams” by andziadesign
Every so often, I like to challenge myself with my poetry. Today I logged into Bing Images, grabbed the first one, and crafted the haiku below.
A heart bursting forth
Anguish is encompassing
This near winter night

Love this autumn day
Which has crested into night
Now rest, finally