Life Poem

I have written so many draft posts this week but I have not felt like they were good enough to share. Lately I have been feeling like a terrible writer and I did not want to share it with you and risk the fall out of judgement. As a writer I am going to hit some rough patches. Its not that I don't have something to write about, its just that I can't find the right words to put it all in. So my task for this weekend is to write a poem for my poetry class. I have not felt led to share anything with you but I am going to have to share this poem in class on tuesday so I figured I would just share it now.

Whether you like it or not (please do not tell me its bad because I cannot bring myself to change it right now). Here it is, it is a little bitter sweet but it is an example of how God showed up in my life even through sorrow and pain.

Sweet Child

 

No room for air

No time to call

One too many set ablaze

Fire rising

Inside tired souls

Jumping fast, water ready

Guard the innocent eyes

The pound of a dial,

And the flashing red and blue

Find cover for the tiny one

In a room far away

Tears flow steadily down

Two sorrowful faces

Another takes it all in as

Far off voices fade

And the hand of a tiny baby wipes all tears away

For now that is all I am going to say about that! Thanks and have a great weekend.