Another Sunday
The day’s faded to darkness
Summer’s heat waning
Category: Poetry
Train Tracks In The Wood
Away through the woods
I wonder about these tracks
Are they neglected?
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So, It’s Now Friday
Time drifting forwards
Relentlessness it’s main thing
It will always win
I Dreamt Of Falling
Dreamt of falling
Into a pool of cool water
Falling slowly
Gently, safely
God wants me to know
That I must trust him
To guide me to where
He wants me to go
Develop trust
That his plan
Is what will
Make me the
Best me
I could ever be
Words echoing
Spirits speaking
I’m unaware if
These words
Have any meaning
Outside of my mind
But the sacredness
Which surrounds me
Speaks to me
Seeing Grace
With gentle kindness r
Seeking grace at every turn
Bettering my life
I try to focus on grace. Avoiding judgement and rage, I seek to jive my life focused on adding joy.
This Modern Age
We can’t agree
On the color of the sky
Or whether up
Is really there
Or if the sky
Is blue always
Or just sometimes
Motion of the stars
Motion of the stars
Life is constantly changing
Though all appears still
A Summer’s Evening
Sunlight has vanished
The summer night’s heat disturbs
My dream’s stay silent
Next to the Shore
Listen to the surf
The wave’s eternal motion
Lulling me to sleep
An annoyance on the day: sunburn
Serious precautions
I am deeply frustrated
For I’m still sunburned
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 