The Evil and Salted Slugs
The evil are blind They see not But their own desire They see not The consuming fire They will grind their teeth And like freshly salted slugs Simply melt away.…
MY PRONOUNS
Since you want to know They are I - Me - He - Him - Who And sometimes Hey You. RWOz2
Poured Out
A poured out heart now Leads to fullness of joy when He fills your parched soul. RWOz2
First Tuesday Poem: A Day at the Beach
Diamond strewn glitter Twinkling off and on again Sparkling surf and sand. RWOz2
First Tuesday Poem – Deceit
How deep the deceit And complete the defeat When our lips disguise. (We cease to be wise) RWOz2
how do you find joy
how do you find joy? Joy that’s not temporal but present and overflowing the seed the bloom the betokened Room the plan in its time all to come to fruition…
Poem for the First Tuesday in January 2023
There is none, no none Like unto the Holy One Bred and bled for all. RWOz2