Yep sirree on here two days in a row. Miracles do happen! Problem with yesterday after taking what felt like hours in writing the post, the internet or the computer don’t know were taxing my patience and it collapsed when it came time to find out all of the juicy news on WordPress. Think I managed three bloggers, such a let down and that Nook is still iffy. Must be the high winds and a small town the lines are above ground not underneath like in the normal cities.
It’s all a test and I might be getting a little better, tried and failed in getting those pics in. I have so many adorable Riley photos I want to show off and can’t get them in. One day that will be all anyone sees for days, her sweet little pumpkin face and no you will not get a shot of her in the devil costume her mom put her in that first Halloween!
On the other side of blogging that has been inactive I had taken a chance on writing a poem and here is the second one in which I will make everyone suffer under. Just have got to find my cadence in the words to get back to constructing stories.
A Day
There was a day
a moment
I had a say
it was a quiet spell
time for reflections
to tell
in order to make the corrections
By speaking
that doesn’t hang by the tongue
chiseled curves in lengths of long
worn by the beatings
Then to tear down the impulsion
built by these repeating
renewing my convictions
isn’t this to be decreed?
But who will this be?
the one to repair misguided foot steps
would it be me
the creator of the mess?
listening for the voice
looking for the guidance
through the void in the noise
could there be allowances?
i need ears given to the deaf
needing the words for my illiteracy
please before the hailing of death
can this my idiocy?
But this is the repetition
isn’t it?
a completion
of my cycle, circling the hit
Recognition
are keys
keeping focus raised to the acquisition
so the goal could come with more ease
are the needs
there will be a day
a night
that I will say
to my guiding light
at the end of the long dark passage
and see what couldn’t be seen
understanding the unyielding messages
lurking behind the scenes
The words full of mercy
thankfully for someone like me
who worries in misery
even when all that hasn’t to be done is to believe
There will be a day
a moment
I had a say
Overcoming ill wills
in the peace
in the day so still
all my broken pieces
they had gone to a well
There was a day
a moment
see Jesus Christ
Our Lord
my Savor
he had my broken pieces
mended
showing me what was brought
giving me favor
over what I had sought
There was a day
a moment
He had a say on how He fought
so I could be saved
Because there was a day
He took up the cross
because of my bad ways
so I wouldn’t be lost
He suffered the nails
that I wrongfully caused
and it should have been my wails
on that day
that will never be
for the believer in Thee
Out Lord and Savor
found in Him.
Learning My Path Towards God 