here's some i prepared earlier

thanks to all who have commented on my writing style.... v. kind of you... in order to supply your demands here are some i prepared earlier.... a couple of highlights of 2006.... easily copied and pasted for your viewing and comments.... i enjoy writing but have never really believed in myself as a writer... but it's something i should continue to do - hence the blog.... hope you enjoy...



Above me
is a small square
in the sky
far above
open
showing a reflection
of heaven glimmering
as i lay with outstretched arms
i see your spirit descend
a dancing dove
as my soul rises to meet it

glimmering
shimmering
rays of light
as the dove
and my soul
intertwine.
this is prayer.

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There is but one true lover of my soul
significant
long standing
the other half
who makes me whole.
Surrendered totally
unconditionally
even when His love
is unreciprocated
by my hardened heart.

He loves me
softens my hardness
with a kiss.
Owns my heart.
Holds it freely.
Yet I withdraw it not
though silence prolongs
the inevitable choice
to reciprocate His affection.

I sigh
I begin to yield.
He loves me
and I love
and desire Him...
even when I fool myself
that I can close my heart
to Him.

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Sunshine
My body longs for sunshine
Direct glorious sunshine.
Rays of light
To pierce the darkened gloom
And reveal the tapestry
Where each stitch unveils its own hidden narrative
Beneath the story’s whole.

Each story has a hidden narrative
A subtext
Like today when he stripped me bare
With one carefully loaded blow
The type that pierce deeply the hidden locations
That can only be penetrated from a position of trust
Of all your pain.

To cut and deform
To be made into the image
That they alone can comprehend
Control and decry.

Revealing your sense of worthlessness
To be again rendered worthless
By another who takes pleasure
In the depreciation of the body
Where once they lay in appreciation
Underneath the fullness of the sun’s shine
Shadowed by the room
Whose walls secretly witnessed
His rapture of every inch of my skin
Whilst he revelled in the flesh
He sought to possess without fruition.

When the sun comes again
I shall rest in the shade of my true love
The apple tree whose fruit is sweet to me.
Sunshine – ripen me.

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I am naked before Him
Stripped to my very essence
With a marred heart and a bruised constitution.
I am not delighted by the suffering I endure
But willingly lay myself down to Him.
I run to the secret place
Where once my soul rested contentedly –
A butterfly cocooned that learnt to fly.

I am in the womb of my maker
Naked
Revived
Becoming refashioned
Rebirthed.

I am the clay in His hands
Formless
Undone
Becoming reshaped
Remoulded.

I am within His heart
Resting
Safe
Becoming part of His heartbeat
Eternally.

Yet now I am disfigured
A colourless sense of abandonment
That runs deep within
Whilst my eyes see the reality of Him.

I am never forsaken
Nor abandoned
But forever accepted by Him.
He is my lifeline –
The umbilical cord between eternity and the real me
Which is curled up within
Awaiting my birth.

My soul runs deep with a passion for Him
Yet I feel the constraints of my present reality
Confined by my humanity.
I am so bound to my natural man
That my heart cries to see the chains broken
That my heart may run free.

I am desperate for the time
When I can reverse
That which has been imposed on me.
My whole inner being cries out for the day
When I shall truly be free.

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Listen
there is a voice calling
Listen
there is a voice whispering
Listen
there is a voice comforting
Listen
there is a voice instructing
Listen...

Listen through the woods
and the path of unknowing.
Listen in the pastures of peace.
Listen as life unfolds its great adventure.
Listen as life seems worthless.

Listen when the dark night of the soul approaches
and silence is the only sound.
Listen as the new dawn awakens
and we herald a new horizon.

Listen as the last trumpet
begins to sound
and the call becomes even stronger.
Listen as the Spirit
awakens our souls
to rekindle and revive our attentiveness.
Listen to the sound of oil lamps burning
ever ready for the bridegroom.

Listen to the still deep peace
as His voice exudes within our hearts.
Heed the call of the voice
to obedience and instruction.
Await His guiding voice.
Listen every day without failing
and focus yourself
to listen.

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intricately
i am formed by the hand of God.
fashioned with purpose
for the will of God
designed with care
and eternal qualities
in mind
made as a dwelling place
for his spirit
to enable me
to ever live
in his presence
to choose him
above all else
to choose truth
over falsehood
the divine
over the earthly
and destiny
over my choice...

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I am so loved by You
Deeply enriched
Daily clothed in love’s banner
Regardless of conscious contact.

I am so adored by you
Termed blessed
A lily among thorns
The apple of your eye

I am so esteemed by You
No stone cast
No eye removed
Just wholly forgiven

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Certain disappointment fades eloquently
Whilst striking its deathly blow in my mind’s eye.
Sorrow stalls
Where the river flows.
Mountains stumble
Sunsets fade
Horizons blur their view
All the rewards of nature
Hold sweetly
The serene diadem bereft
Unconsciously.

So so suddenly
Without reprisal
Without scandal
Or superficial rationale
Besides the trowel
Where history digs deeply
Is unveiled the one true warrior
Of sanctification.
Whilst streets hold still their latent breath
And civilization pauses in a collective sigh of exhaustion
Take me to the higher ground.

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Why does sorrow hold my heart
Like a tenant
Uninvited.
Why does my heart beat onwards
Aching
For that withheld company
So far removed from me.

Why is despair not my friend
In this hopeless
Wrestling
For what is not imminently mine.

Why has my life so loveless been.
It is only in giving love that I am truly loved.
Love loves me
But a physical companion withholds.

There is none so perfect
Who can to my standards attain
To the romance I long for
Or its sentiment sustain.

I am lonely
Undecided
Aching
For love.

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How can one keep warm alone
When the winter winds surround the soul
Ferociously
Embedding it with
The longest, darkest, coldest night
It has ever known.

It seeps within my very being
Reminiscent of the little match girl
Lighting match after match
Envisioning a divine warmth
For eternity.

How can I keep warm alone
Without someone to hold me.
The longing and yearning for his touch
Consuming me
With its desire.

My head cupped by his hands
Whilst his legs surround me.
Cushioned in the warmth I long for.
Held
Exhaling
Warm.

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You alone satisfy
My heart resigns
As self-satisfaction evades me once more
And I find the fullest contentment
In one second of your presence
And the presence of your peace.

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