Thursday, May 5, 2011

Magpie Poetry Prompt

What lies ahead.

The secret thoughts scare me.
The lonely thoughts I know will come
When I close my eyes.
The silence is immersed
With the sound of your voice.
Your face is pasted on
The backs of my eyelids
Like a billboard for

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Tuesday, May 3, 2011


Take a moment with me and reflect. Look at him hanging there on that cross. He is broken and despised, hated and rejected, afflicted and alone; all for me. He hangs naked and humiliated. He hangs between two common criminals; all for me. He Died For Me. Think about it...