July 28, 2026 | Reflection, Poet's Desk
A Poet's Frustration
If my words are not understood / They still make a sound, / My prophetic lines under a hood, / And ignorance is drowned. / Crowned attention deficits keep most from the good, / And most lose what they never found, / Settling for "what is" instead of "what should," / As my anger rests astound.
July 21, 2026 | Reflection, Prayer
Self-Honesty
I would like to say I long, / That I desire to be just. / But I question my intensity. / Do I want enough? / Do I starve for righteousness? / Or, do I snack on earthly substitutes? / Am I content with temporary satisfaction— / The money, health, and comfort? / Do I truly thirst adequately? / Forsaking the aqueduct of the physical? / Lord, fill my emptiness / I lack fortitude, and I am weak. / I look for mirages and don't seek / Who is my true source.
June 2026 | Love
A Morning Thought of My Love
I woke up this morning with a thought of love. / A specific woman of style I had in mind: / My wife of almost 14 years, delivered and signed / From a blessing of a covenant from above / That descended so lightly upon me as a dove.
Under the tree, we find our safety strong. / On the rock, we establish our song. / With the dissolve of time, we redeem our years. / Any sadness will turn into joyful tears.
July 2026 | Human Condition
Barriers
What is the purpose of trials and tribulations? / What is suffering to me? / Why do I act like I have nothing in me worth weeding, purging, burning, pricking, threshing, pruning— / In order to obtain? / What is my withholding my mind, / My Flesh, / My Soul from cleansing, / From refreshing? / Oh, what a barrier the flesh is to redemption! / Oh, what a barrier the mind is to salvation! / What a condition I deem so dear: / My skin. / What a condition I pride: / The limits of the fortitude or mind.
July 2026 | Reflection
Fruit
As I speak, I witness the fruit of my lips. / I see the outpouring of my heart. / Naked are my intentions and integrity. / My words conceal my ignorance and blindness— / My lack. / Of course, by the wayside, I shun the things that I hate, / My desires bearing witness to what I abhor. / Nonetheless, the things I do not desire, / Those very things which compromise my future and prosperity, / I take note of how to smother them.
July 2026 | Love
The Day My Life Changed
The day my life changed. / How I met her at Starbucks. / A band in her short hair, / A flower, / And her smile. / Her eyes were bright as the summer sun. / Dang! / They still are. / Her sound, / Her voice moves mountains, / Yet is soft and quiet. / Her words flow out like waters, / Not out of Meribah, / But from the wells of life. / Does she not move with an elegant swiftness? / A strength as vulnerable as a delicate, intertwined rope. / Her knowledge outweighs her years. / Her wealth is with her. / She magnifies God and defies falsehood. / Still, / She wants me. / She sees me. / As we talk, we feel the future. / We frolic in the music of God.
June 2026 | Love
Repay
How can I repay her? / She has loved me through the thick and thin. / She received my lead-in / And fashioned it into a finer stone that smells like myrhh. / An artist, she is—a breed of connoisseur /
As her dad. A love felt, / Prevalent presence vast as the veldt. / Rest in my arms—these fleshy branches / As my joy avalanches.
June 2026 | Love
Likeness
I never thought I was good / Enough to be blessed with a son / And wife. For what have I done? / Has not the Lord given me more than He should? / Have I not done less than I could? /
Look at his eyes. / Like his momma's. It's no surprise / His smile melts my worries / And his laughter quells my furies.
June 2026 | Praise
His Righteousness
The Lord has always been there. / Never has he left me confused, / My crying pleas for forgiveness not refused. / He handles my prayers and soul with the utmost care— / His judgments and tests: always fair. /
Though I do not understand always, / My soul testifies His truth while my mind betrays. / His goodness is forever the fruit I partake, / And only because of His righteousness' sake.