GOOD SAMARITAN?
Why do you turn the
other cheek,
As suffering souls
walk by?
You saunter on the
other side.
Good Samaritan, puffed
with pride.
Why do you speak the
words of one
Whose love is not
confined?
You call on Him, but
He observes
The depths within your
heart.
You are already known
by He
Who knows each mortal
soul.
You speak His words
eloquently,
Flawless example to us
all.
Why do you turn the
other cheek,
As suffering souls
walk by?
Good Samaritan? But
too proud,
To view them in the
eye.
Evening, quiet as a cat,
Creeps in search of a warm bed.
Darkness seeps like smoke.
Into crevasses, into corners,
Into houses and neat back yards.
Between trees in the forest.
Spreading its thick blanket,
Lulling life to sleep.
Stillness falls.
Wild creatures retreat to lairs.
Birds settle their feathers for sleep.
Nocturnal creatures, alert, sharp-eyed,
Hunt for prey.
The day departs like a snake,
Slithering silver,
Leaves nightfall in its wake.
The world shifts.
Night awakens.
HAVE YOU SEEN
In isolated forest,
By river chill and deep.
Have you seen him there,
Moving beneath the trees?
Briefly visible, then gone.
A shifting spectral form.
Silver flash in darkness,
A brilliance of wild eyes.
Hoofs softly thudding
Upon the forest floor
Pale moonbeams defining
A delicate silver horn.
Have you seen him there?
Have you seen the unicorn?
STORM
The rain is pounding
Tears onto my windowpane.
Oozing tears into
The abandoned forest.
Wind wails in the treetops.
The forest sways and creaks,
Anticipating the worst.
Water soaks leaves and grass.
The waterlogged earth groans.
Stout storm clouds gather,
Soon to burst.
The storm will happen.
But it will pass,
As it always does.
PHOTOGRAPH
Light was vivid that day. People now gone,
Were not yet lost. Faithful dog at my feet.
Father’s brown eyes, and his quiet way.
Mam smiling in the sun, sisters laughing.
All together before shadows crept.
Stole away that time, leaving only
A distant memory, a fading photograph.
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