‘Broad Stroke’

Artists. God’s workers. Those who listen to that which comes from inside.

Note: The art that accompanies this work is a screen shot of art within a photograph sent to me on November 9th. God’s art. If you have an artist’s eye, then you will see the image.

 Broad Stroke
 
the Lord† has taken my life
made me a symbol in strife
a fighter for the light
 
He's† laid His† pen to strike
each time win is in sight
He† covers each pit of bight
with another tireless fight
 
I struggle in this mixture
so contrite
 
'why do You† punish me–
didn't I live most of my life
walking in right'

 
I cry and cry
day to night
with moments in relieve–
to sit down for Him†...write
as He† pours the words inside
forcing me
to bring them to the outside
 
I can't fight His† might
His† brush reaches me
from every height
keeping me down–
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
each time I refuse
He† toughens His† strike
keeping every body–
out of sight
as I struggle in lonely's stride
begging me to cry and cry
 
'why do You† hate me
I've done all that You† asked
I've never faltered
–my complain and my fight
isn't that tight
keeping me from the write'

 
but He† comes down
in a furious flight
making my body heavy
my will, my spirit
lost in the night
feeling evil all around
lost then found
lost then found
against every silently screaming fight
weighing me down in kryptonite
covering me with sorrowful blight
 
'all I've done for my knights
I get condemned
they get happy and high'

 
He's† taken all away
every love, every pleasure
drowned it all
in my wrestling plight
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
as all the words I write
not being the ones right
 
'yes, yes, yes
–go deep, deep, deep
the truth of Me†
don't leave any to guess'

 
I wobble in my cry
as swollen goes my eyes
I eat 'til I'm high
smoke cigars–
pretend I can fly
wondering over and over
 
'what more do I write'
 
as the emotions
continue its roller-coaster ride
 
'fuck you world
and all your dick-swinging swirl
I'm tired of crying for you
Lord†, I'd rather just die
then a moment more–
for them...write'

 
then deeper goes my ride
'til my head wants to blow
from all the tears I cry
then they all dry
sting...burn rings my eyes
leaving me haunted in why
 
'write, write it down
pen to paper
how I† make you feel
speak truth–
what's behind this deal'

 
writing the truth of Him†
His† broad strokes forcing the hymn
He's† in control of everything
all sadness that stings
all happy that rings
but the artist–
His† most precious thing
brings truth through
that suffering thing
 
there's no running
from His† might
the art comes from His† heart
through the pen
His† messages ring
the truth of the sadder
of the happier things
–that which bleeds life
in the will to fight
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‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
 
you are His† son
a tiny dot of sun‒
that can wage wars
beneath the stars
from so close
yet so far
 
I feel it all‒
deep inside
‒you have
what it takes
undo what's done
‒show the world
your sum
 
you are His† son
larger than life
cut by a knife
bleeding deep‒
from the inside
‒throw it, throw it
far from your outside
grow outward‒
don't hide
 
prove to Him†
you are more‒
than just a son
‒you are a light
shining
from a darkened sun

‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
 
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
 
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
doing
without needing a clue
 
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
doing
for words are not enough
 
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
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‘Anger’s Infest’

Anger wants you steadfast! God wants you moving forward!

 Anger's Infest
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
 
it'll trap you in cussing
it'll condemn you in swearing
pulling at you...probing
wanting your reaction
for it's only satisfaction
 
it'll take all
of your triggering notions
you...down...dragging
as it smiles
in sadistic laughing
craving your giving in
your fight...it's welcoming
celebrating
your mind's condemn
 
anger...evil's infested gem
words, actions
its consistency in playing
wanting you
self to defend
so it can celebrate
in its win
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
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‘Quiets in Storms’

You Be You. Let Me Be Me!

A sample from Book 8

  Quiets in Storms
 
open thoughts
living only once
one...one long moment
in count
which way
which way
to bounce
choices to pound
determines ways bound
 
silence the rush‒
eyes in storms
see alarms‒
which hat worn
determines coming forms
 
stay in hate's way
or let go
just flow
talk...talk a lot
let life know
 
trust in God†
or in silence
build knots‒
life in compliance
 
open thoughts
one life
one...only one
given chance to bounce
 
live in it
or from coveted walls
let it stall
see it
without ever
actually
knowing it
at all
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‘Enjoy the Journey’

One Day At a Time. Don’t Give up!

A sample from Book 1

 Enjoy the Journey
 
struggling to achieve success
unwavering with foolishness
wanting to be the best
forgetting all the rest
unsettling restlessness
 
accepting nothing less
a tangled tireless
rigid, forming mess
without closing
in its materialness
 
turning the page
with  new zest
breathing stillness
leaving out the self―
induced test
 
feeling skin with
gentle caress
listening to the inner
openness
 
gaining comfort
from life’s scared nest
becoming not just a guest
to self’s empowering fest
 
no longer having to second guess
seeing His† awaking crest
 
no longer a pessimist
learning to be quiet to rest
to explore, think less
 
the journey has become
a simple justice
gaining self forgiveness
loosing material cravenness
the journey has become a
willingness
 
no longer a pest
more of an adventurous
a traveling voyage of smallness
 
one tiny step after the other
to forgiveness
one more creation
of vastness
that becomes real and timeless
Continue reading “‘Enjoy the Journey’”

‘The Depths of Me’

Whatever You Do: Don’t Quit!

A sample from Book 5

 The Depths of Me

it's been many years
since God† put me here
from very young
my ears open to hear
from the depths within
a push
a shove
a demand
His† gentle, silent command
I always knew
like so very few
it's not me
but what I do
that is my truth
I always knew
until I finish
this is my sentence
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write
My† child
until you reach the clouds

 
my heart's been broken
it's just a token
He† wants me to feel
all that's real
my pride's been crushed
but to Him†
there's no rush
I have to plow on
even if all that I love
selfishly moves on
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write
My† child
until you reach the clouds

 
He† wants me to see
life's darkest reality
here He† planted His† seed
so I must feed
amazingly enough
no matter how tough
or how many tears I cry
it's still this pen and I
with a continued faith
in all He† has to say
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write

My† child
until you reach the clouds

 
why have you forsaken me
He† cried from the cross
when I feel alone and lost
He† shows me
His† love runs deep
for, I too, cry out
scream anger and shout
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write

My† child
until you reach the clouds

 
for others
I wish no hurt
even when
they drag me in the dirt
here...there's no whip
nor blood to squirt
just silence and evil words
leaving me out in the cold
with no arms to hold
each moment I'm weak
wanting to cry and cry
-just fall asleep
He† makes me see
this is not about me
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write

My† child
until you reach the clouds

 
He's† given me a gift
I can't ignore it
-it's not a selfish whim
I'm being true to Him†
I've been shown
I've always known
many will criticize
many will ignore
that I'm alive
even those who love me
will cease to be
will leave me
will deceive me
as the devil fights
tries to drown His† light
I must not bend
for the Lord† moves within
I must write 'til the end
 
write, write, write
My† child
through every second

through every mile
you can only stop for a while

but then smile
write, write, write

My† child
until you reach the clouds
Continue reading “‘The Depths of Me’”

Anger Controls Your Every Emotion!

A sample from Book 5

Yes, it does. That’s why I felt compelled to write this book. Anger does some awful things to us. When you are going through something you really don’t understand and you don’t have the resources to help you, anger builds.

There was nothing for me to grab hold of. For you, you now have this book to help you understand how anger controls you and how to get a grip. The following is from the Introduction to my 5th Book in My 12-Book series. I hope that this book can keep you from making the mistakes I made.

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