A Voice from Bountiful

  A Voice from Bountiful Prophetic storms, and tempests came, In that first month, on that fourth day¹, To shake, divide, with lightning fire, Fulfilled the warnings of God’s ire². The cities of the wicked burned³, or sunk, beneath the earth o'erturned, This righteous land- now sin depraved, Lay drowned in seas of frothing waves4.…

Crumbling Walls of Stone

Crumbling Walls of Stone The walls of stone around us built by hands of mortal make, have claimed to offer solace from dark storm, strong wind, and quake. Protecting from our foes without, this shelter here inside, constructed by the hands of those who fought, and bled, and died. And for these many years have…

A Humble Prayer

A Humble Prayer My God! Through vessel weak and frail, Wherein thy treasure hides, Come shine thy light through darkened veil, reveal my heart inside, Real power comes through thee, not I, Thy will, not mine, I’ll do, ‘Tho trouble, pain, despair reside, Thy comfort will be true, And when dark hours shall pass me…

A Light to End All Darkness

A Light to End All Darkness A blinding mist obscured the light that shone above the clouds, While God withheld His lightning strike that soon would split the shroud- A blanket o’er the world of man, no light therein allowed- To see God’s purity and truth through apostatic cloud. False men with lightless eyes proclaimed…

The Land of the Covenant

The Land of the Covenant Storm-black skies of thunderclouds had blinded eyes with sinful shroud, and settled down amidst the proud, who’d burned God’s temple to the ground. The covenant people fell. They killed the mouthpiece of the Lord, who’d warned with his inspired words, that soon, all men would meet the sword, of justice,…

Dream Dreams

  Dream Dreams When all the noise of day is gone and silence fills our ears, Our mortal eyes at last we close, and daylight disappears. And as we dream the dreams that mortal consciousness abates, Our minds become the canvas where a masterpiece awaits! We win! We sing! We save the world, with superhuman…

Graceful Faceplants

Graceful Faceplates When the ground below your feet Races up, your head to meet, To smash your nose, and grind your face An epic fail of style and grace! Just tuck and roll, and let it slide! And rise up on the other side, With arms outstretched! Head held up strong! As if you planned it…

Not Papaya Juice

Not Papaya Juice Most fruits, when from the trees are plucked, And then consumed, or juiced, or sucked, Produce a happy, yummy taste, Unless, of course, you've sadly placed, Papaya on your tasting buds, Then, memories begin to flood, of vomit bursting from your lips, and finally, you'll come to grips, That not all fruits…