May 30, 2016

A wooden sign nailed to a tree

Warped and weathered to such degree

It bears no message to passersby

Of what was said, by whom or why.

Its paint long faded and peeled away

There’s nothing now it can convey

As it stares out on this country lane

For reasons it cannot explain

To this lone trav’ler journeying by

Tho’ it did manage to catch my eye

And offer reflection oh so clear

On why God chose to put me here.


May 18, 2016

Come, get inside my head

Lover mine.

You get into every other part of me

Now try between my whys,

Whens and wherefores

Which make me up, inside and out

And beside myself.

So much to choose from, I know

But you won’t lose your way

Expert that you are

At nooks and crevices

And secret aisles

No one else has charted.

Come, conquer what’s within

So this part that is so many me’s

Can’t live without you either.



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