I used to be a poet. Once. A few years back. You've probably read some of the poems I wrote back then. Like this series on Valentine's Day, written in 2009 or this one on the Word of God, written in 2010. I guess I am not being too conceited when I say that I … Continue reading The State of the Art
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A Valentine’s Day Cypher – The Conclusion
This is the last installment in a four-part poetry cypher. If you haven't already, check out Part 1, Part 2 and Part 3 before continuing... THE CONCLUSION GIRL :: A moment of hesitation, A heart full of affection, Crossed thoughts... Confusion, A need for a conclusion, I need to say something, yet no words come … Continue reading A Valentine’s Day Cypher – The Conclusion
A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 3
Continued from Part 2... EDNA :: Silence... He stands there, staring He has that look in his eye... The one that melts the words in my mouth Yes that one... That has my heart beating to his rhythm, The kind that strengthens my will, yet weakens my knees... The type that strings a cold sweat … Continue reading A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 3
A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 2
Continued from Part 1... EDNA :: The cool breeze blows away the last of light... I look around and he is nowhere in sight... I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't prepared for him not showing up. As I go through the same ritual as every evening... At my porch... watching as the beauty of … Continue reading A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 2
The Heart Duel (Duet): A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 1
About four years ago, I got together with an online friend (Edna Thama) and randomly decided to write a poem cypher on a typical exchange between a boy and a girl. It started out as a comment thread, we were not sure where it would lead. But the end product was just as unanticipated as … Continue reading The Heart Duel (Duet): A Valentine’s Day Cypher – Part 1
The Salvation of a Hypocrite
As followers of Christ, we don’t always need to travel across borders to find souls in need of a Savior. More often than not, we don’t even need to step out of our houses to find a soul in need of our witness. And though this could come as a shocker, we don’t even need … Continue reading The Salvation of a Hypocrite
Beautiful Mud
I was a loser, drifting through this cursed planet, aimlessly weaving through broken promises. I was a proud star, scaling the heights of shattered commandments, tip-toeing across sharp pieces of broken trust. I was a loose cannon, a loud cymbal, a lost cause. Love was not a word in my life-tionary, even though it dominated … Continue reading Beautiful Mud
Alien Citizen 