My Prayer. A poem.

My prayer is for today And yesterday and tomorrow, For every lost soul counting time, Standing rooted to the spot. Perhaps one day you’ll learn To get on the road And into the headlights Of a truckload of realisation, That may, somewhat ironically, Bring you back to life. For more Poetry, click here. For moreContinue reading “My Prayer. A poem.”

Until. A haiku.

My soul is rooted In selfishness and conceit Until You lift me For more Poetry, click here. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The All or the Nothing, available in print or e-book formats. Click here to find out how to get your copy.

Too Many. A poem.

Too many regrets upon my worn and well-used slate, to be reviewed when l stand alone at Heaven’s gate. No just reward for me, I’m told. The chains won’t break that bind me to this certain and uncertain fate. I’ve tried my best, or so I thought. Never too late to reverse the course, toContinue reading “Too Many. A poem.”

Life, Finally. A poem.

My wanderings, part of me, intrinsically. My wonderings, ostensibly necessary. My heart and head, as one, not separately. My head and heart, all I need, invariably. My turns of phrase never lead me astray. My phrasing, beguiling, when it turns that way. My life is finally, where I want and need to be. My life,Continue reading “Life, Finally. A poem.”

Cast. A poem.

Line cast before the storm, Sent and received Let waters churn Offer up your burdens And your soothing grace So that the tide might carry All concerns beyond This harbour’s boundaries And out into the wide And yearning sea. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered andContinue reading “Cast. A poem.”

Elixir. A poem.

The elixir that drowns is a draught without measure, a flood like no other, an unstoppable well. ‘Tis the sweetest lifeblood, and an undying treasure brings me all the more closer to the place where He dwells. For more of my poetry, check out Poetry for the Sad, Lonely and Hopelessly Endangered and The AllContinue reading “Elixir. A poem.”

Merry Christmas to all!

My favourite Christmas carol (okay, it’s only part of it, but I still love it!) Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright. Round yon virgin, mother and child, holy infant, so tender and mild. Sleep in heavenly peace, sleep in heavenly peace. Merry Christmas, one and all. May we find grace, joy,Continue reading “Merry Christmas to all!”

Tonight. A poem.

Am I mad and destitute on this anxious road to success? Or am I lost and found again in artless vanity and regret? Is this path I walk alone of the living and the dead? Or a marathon that leads me on far from a shameful mess? Do you hear my silken cries or feelContinue reading “Tonight. A poem.”

Nothing Less. A poem.

I left myself in such a mess, recovery mode and nothing less. Drowned my sorrows in emptiness, succumbed to my own thoughtlessness. But now I see the road ahead. You light my way to more than this. I guess this all was just a test, Your way of saying “Just do your best”. Now, IContinue reading “Nothing Less. A poem.”

Step. A poem.

One Foot In Front Of the other Every day Step Forward Trying Not To step back Every day I Move A Little Further Forward Every day I move a little further To where I need to be One Step Closer To you I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from myContinue reading “Step. A poem.”

Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.

The Promise Holistic vision: a promise swaddled in truth. Future redemption. Haiku is a Japanese poetic form with a strict 5/7/5 syllable and line structure. Cheers Steve 🙂 I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my heart. Many don’t appear on this website. For more of my poetry, check outContinue reading “Haiku Friday: The Promise. A haiku.”

Your Road. A poem.

Before me is asphalt, an active metaphor. My journey’s just begun, never ending or undone, upon this path I’ll drive, forever sanctified. On the eternal road of life Your cross will be my guide. I write a lot of poems, some from my head, some from my heart. Many don’t appear on this website. ForContinue reading “Your Road. A poem.”

Eternal Grace. A poem.

Upon the cross, through time inured You gave Your life, so pure and true. For mankind’s untold sins and strife, You left this world when time was nigh. Beyond the pale of man’s disgrace, bequeathed the world eternal grace. I write a lot of poetry, some of which comes from my head, some from myContinue reading “Eternal Grace. A poem.”

The road gone…but not forgotten.

It’s been a few years since I disappeared in a puddle of self-limiting self-destruction. It seems my years of wallowing and despondency are coming to a close. That’s not to say my depression has gone away. My favourite black dog is right beside me as always, although his ever-present bark is lessened somewhat by theContinue reading “The road gone…but not forgotten.”

Anew. A poem.

All my dreams returned to dust whence they sprang, embittered and tweeted into the ionosphere. I am guilty of a life lived lost, of times counted down but launched anew, in an empyrean embrace. The All or the Nothing is my first e-book of poetry, available at most online book sellers. To find out howContinue reading “Anew. A poem.”

Consequence. A poem.

If I had my chance again, would I change the things I did? I am so invested in this pain, and have lost, yet gained so much, it was surely meant to be. And if I had my chance again, would it truly set me free? We only learn from hurt, it seems, from bitterContinue reading “Consequence. A poem.”

Back to Life. A poem.

The sun shone through, my hope returned, and I drifted on rays of sutured miracles that stitched the dark and light together. And like the Creator Himself, brought me shining back to life. The All or the Nothing is my first book of poetry, and at just $5.99 for 62 poems, that’s less than 10Continue reading “Back to Life. A poem.”

Night, Again. A poem.

Night, again and here I am, pondering the specificity of my unctuous requests, enraptured and Heaven-sent on the backs of clasped palms, no random incidental tests of charm. Every night I thank Him there, for faith and hope and grace, every single day I share. all part, this humble life under His long forgiving stare.Continue reading “Night, Again. A poem.”

Focus. A poem.

You are my focus. Without you I am a blur, a hazy remnant lurking on the periphery of this sun-scorched existence. You are the prism through which I shine. You are my multiplicity of light, an enchanted, technicolour spectrum, illuminating my darkness, and showing me the way. The All or the Nothing is my firstContinue reading “Focus. A poem.”

Christmas. A poem.

The lights shining on the tree, the streets filled with gaiety, presents, goodwill; how it’s meant to be, not always reflecting reality. He was born on Earth, a miracle being. He lived and died, for us, you see. His loving grace, it set us free, so rejoice in Him, on this day of peace. Faith,Continue reading “Christmas. A poem.”

Crowd Pleasers. A poem.

We all, a crescendo of broken hearts, slivered by degrees, like fractured performance art, played out in front of voyeuristic crowds for residual affirmation and a single denarius. Come join me in the circus round so that we may hug and huddle and consider matrices of dulled theatricality: that every cheering onlooker should feel asContinue reading “Crowd Pleasers. A poem.”

Abraxas. A poem.

Abraxas, find me sullen and scathed. Take thy mighty vengeance and bury my soul with all the rest, deep below whence it won’t be found. And bellow my name from your golden walls, cast my pain in chromium steel upon pilaster seeds. Curse me forevermore. And here I will sleep In misery.

The King Spoke. A poem.

The King spoke upon the mount to thousands who’d come far. His words would change the world. Did he know how much? Yes, he did. The same way he knew He would be betrayed, and on his cross on Golgotha, His Father would forsake him, then raise Him from the dead. Did He know HisContinue reading “The King Spoke. A poem.”

Invincible. A poem.

I’m alone against the storm, wearing custom-fitted armour, courtesy of the Lord. I’m a lone wanderer in form, but my way is assured, courtesy of the Lord. I’m a fighter on the boards, wearing gloves of solid steel, courtesy of the Lord. And I’m invincible, a man of principles. Courtesy of the Lord. . IContinue reading “Invincible. A poem.”

Haiku Friday. Three haikus in a row.

Congregation This congregation What secrets are kept in here Hidden agendas Tai Chi Slow and graceful moves All mindfulness and mystique Far too many forms Prayer Bend my knee to Thou Communicate by steeple Wait for an answer . If you’ve followed me for a while you will know I absolutely love Japanese Haiku, withContinue reading “Haiku Friday. Three haikus in a row.”

Online Dating Sellout

Okay, okay. I admit it. I sold out. I downloaded Tinder. If you have read my previous online dating posts (here, here, here, here and here), you’ll know that I was vehemently opposed to Tinder because of the considerably biased rep the poor app, and its users, have (note how I am now sounding moreContinue reading “Online Dating Sellout”

A Question of Purpose

Sometimes life kicks us hard. Then it kicks us even harder. While life is kicking us we have to learn to get up and either get out of the way or let that boot keep cracking our ribs.
That’s not actually what this post is about, but maybe it caught your attention. If so, please read my post about purpose and humility. And stupidity. You might even enjoy it 🙂

Rebirth.

Yesterday was the three-year anniversary of the worst day of my life. Those of you who are regulars will know that I celebrated (rather insanely) by walking 24 kms. But before I did that I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and had an epiphany. Despite the fact that three years ago I lostContinue reading “Rebirth.”

Family Lost. A poem.

There are rabbits in my back yard Each day they rise to greet the light With eager noses, seek daily bread While the alpha, tall and bright Watches oh, so protectively Together, the family eats again I had a family once like them It now feels like so long ago I loved them so, myContinue reading “Family Lost. A poem.”

Grave. A poem.

I am promised eternal life But am I worthy? I have His grace And for this I am thankful But I still carry guilt For sins forgiven Something I Can’t forget or forgive And so I thank Him for His grace But I will carry this pain To my grave

Perspective.

So, what are the rules of life? I guess, when it comes down to brass tacks (that’s an old-fashioned saying, youngsters, cause, I’m, like, a bit old and stuff), there aren’t really any. Or are there? I’m sounding suspiciously ambiguous and much less wise than I originally thought I would, but bear with me…   NowContinue reading “Perspective.”

The Yoke. A Poem.

The yoke weighed heavily I toiled the fields of my responsibilities I saw others dance and play all day and night And I was filled with envy And I longed to cast it aside So that I too could be free And one day I did I cast the yoke unto the dirt And myContinue reading “The Yoke. A Poem.”