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Poems

Coming home

Chris Jones

In the cold enclave of self-righteousnessFrom the false confidence and shallowness of human willOut of the mire of self-searching and doubtDawns a new light, brighter still

Child of Mine

Caroline Martin

I have loved you Beyond all time Before there was morning Before the stars did shine Before there were valleys Or mountains to climb I have loved you Precious child of Mine

Be still...

Suzanne Goewert

See Love's view,listen to it, ponder it,even reason with it too;refreshed by its presence,take in its power to renew.

Fish and bread

Ryan, Cassie, Sarah

There came a day when Jesus said:“We need some fish and bread!”“We’ve only got two fish and five loaves of bread.

Skip the sideshow

Elizabeth Kellogg

incessant barkinginsistent harkingnoise and illusioncrooked doorscracking windowsfunny mirrorsphony faces.

Perfect gift

Margaret Zuber

The ad on the computer screen said,“Enter to win … a gift card.

Washed clean

Brian Kissock

Amazing phrasing

Grace H. Carter

Amazing phrasingThere’s no formal history in matterto clutter our Father’s forward pace.

Pure shining

Carol Dismore

If I were a prism and God were the sun,His goodness would shine through mein a spectrum of glorious shades.

A Christmas message

Clare Ham Grosgebauer

A poem.

Higher mathematics

Laura Bantly

Go figure.

A poem of praise

Marjorie