Lent Prayer 6 – March 10

Posted on March 10, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 6

dark night, black

yet calm. like the

inside of a soul

that has not yet

seen the light

but knows

that it is

coming.

 

thank you Lord

for the impulse

of creation.

 

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Lent Prayer 5 – March 9

Posted on March 9, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 5

the sun shines on

my frozen world

the ice melting

through.

 

may it be so

with my heart.

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Lent Prayer 4 – March 8

Posted on March 8, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 4 

I’ve fallen and I

can’t get up…

 

I’ve fallen and I

can’t get up…

 

I’ve fallen and I

can’t get up.

 

please Lord…

help me up.

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Lent Prayer 3 – March 7

Posted on March 7, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 3

Let me this day be

open to what I can

let go of and what

needs to be

taken up.

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Lent Prayer 2 – March 6

Posted on March 6, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 2

Failures, a part of our stories

whose burden we bear, by

whose grace we have

grown.

 

I give thanks to you Lord

for these moments, these graces,

that touched down in my life

along the way

 

to save me.

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Lent Prayer 1 – March 5

Posted on March 5, 2014 by landl30

Lent Prayer 1

Ashes speak to me

of what matters and

what does not.

 

Remind me of the heart

of my heart and that I

and the ones I love

 

are more than what

will dribble into the

ground.

 

May I be thankful

that I await not just

the ashes

 

but the Phoenix.

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stabbings and slashings, O my – March 3

Posted on March 4, 2014 by landl30

3.3

Stabbings and slashings,

and shootings and poison

days full of trauma and

nights of purloining.

 

Murder most fondly,

most fouly most cruel,

to watch wickeds’ caught

is just love to this fool.

 

We watch every showing,

next episode please,

to see villains halted,

with skill and with ease.

 

Sherlock or Watson,

Barnaby or Marple

it matters not which

as long as they’re sharple.

 

Justice will out

is the name of this tune

bringing to baddies

the sure touch of doom.

 

For otherwise danger

would too present be,

that the universe cares

is what matters to me.

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who knew – March 1

Posted on March 2, 2014 by landl30

3.1.2014

dogs barking barking

barking. suburbia

with pets. unless

they don’t count in

our perfection.

 

and then we call the

cops.

 

pigs stinking stinking

stinking. where the farm

was first before the

developers arrived

for perfection.

 

and so we complain

to the council.

 

cougars and deer and

racoon. who eat pets

and gardens and small

crawly things and spoil

the perfection.

 

and so we sue

whomever.

 

who knew.

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a door opened – February 28

Posted on March 1, 2014 by landl30

2.28.2014

a door opened

a stair climbed

when do we find

the way to

heaven.

 

a path blocked

a sign missed

how far do we fall

on the way

down.

 

grace needed

more than striving

a break a risk

forgiveness all

around.

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fat red cardinals – February 27

Posted on February 28, 2014 by landl30

2.27.2014

fat red cardinals gnarl

onto the tube perches

amidst bitter cold.

how do they do it

Lord.

 

how do they put up

with what we must

flee and hide from

inside our brick and

wooden caves.

 

are they more blessed

than we with their ability

to withstand the cold

or more cursed

 

or does it all feel different

to them with feathers

and fur and nerveless

beaks

 

while I have to put on my

hooves and fur to walk

doggie in the morning

and put out the seeds.

 

blessed and beautiful

birds. little leftover

dinosaurs with hollowed

bones that have survived

eons. how does it seem

to you.

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