Floating in the possibilities of what I could be

 

Sinking into the doubt of becoming nothing

 

Am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Jumping into the water of opportunity falling into the waters depths of rejection

 

Am I sinking or am I swimming?

 

Eyes open wide, the water is clear, showing the many wonders of the ocean

 

Eyes closed shut, Darkness is engulfing, w...

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Faith is fear with wings

It soars high as my breath quickens

As eggshells tuck safely into my shins 

As I kneel, seeking recompense 

 

I make peace with convenient fantasies

Like a film reel, unspooling per my instructions

Till I inevitably slump into my hypocrisy 

I am a heathen without the conviction

 

A gold rush of beliefs

Cheapened by my constant negotiations 

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You've gotten by without it.
Tucked away.
But now,
It's a rainy day.

 

 

 

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May 8, 2025 – Eighty Years After War, Still Choosing Thrones At 6:08 p.m., the crowd looks on, “fumus albus“— thick and strong. Sistine‘s roof, where smoke ascends, A signal: power, that never ends. “Habemus papam“ then rings aloud, The vacancy‘s now sealed and done. A man is crowned, the crowd is proud, As if his rule were heaven’s son. A billion souls to "Papa" sworn, By cardin...

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“The Bitter Cup” reflects the themes of enduring hardship and finding strength in the face of suffering, inspired by Dietrich Bonhoeffer’s “Surrounded by Good Powers...” The sonnet explores the idea of accepting life’s trials with quiet courage, symbolised by the "bitter cup," and trusting that even through pain, we move towards light and renewal. It echoes Bonhoeffer’s own spirit of res...

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I walk this walk in winter’s fog

along the path to fill each day.

Each stranger I see barely nods,

they pass by without aught to say. 

 

Against the cold I wrap my coat

while trying to ignore the sting

and thoughts of all the miles ahead

that passing through this season brings. 

 

I still recall the trees in color.

It seems like just a day ago.

I dream of time i...

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Leaving Egypt behind to follow the God

Who set you free.   Humbling... frightening...

To those accustomed to the yoke of slavery;

Because in the comfort and misery of bondage

There is not much need for faith.

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