It's OK, it's only Mark again the little ghost child who teases he pitter patters running through my hallways pounding on the walls scratching crayons penciling in his artistry one time, he drew a cat a very lovely cat with beautiful golden eyes it meowed, licked its fur and curled up in a ball and… Continue reading It’s OK, it’s only Mark again
when my heart feels heavy with impending doom I ask God, 'why is this so'? he is silent but my doves have landed again returning from who knows where without fail, a wordless answer is given when my doves perch on my wall and coo their coo I have learned to cup my hands and… Continue reading Coo of the dove
what if... when we die all that happens is we wake up into a new life more real than this forgetting everything before and all the mistakes we made... or maybe we would have a choice it would be a re-run of all of this and we could begin again and do it right next… Continue reading what if…
it stands beneath the lamp-post light gnashing teeth ambiguous night waiting for a bus of ghosts it pulls up he's the host filled with beings painfully green oozing puss dire and mean all sitting dressed in capes no hiding no escape they love darkness like ghouls do thou must repent in church to save their… Continue reading Church pew
sun setting as it should day is dead gone and good something runs in the woods doors are closing creatures wake something walks by the lake flapping wings shades are pulled tractors parked miles away farmer dogs barking loud howling things wearing shrouds starlight glistens through the clouds around our heads spiders weave trapping webs… Continue reading something runs in the woods
it speaks of peace every day listen to nature in what it says wise things come from wordless ways the teacher learns from those who pray.
willow tree by my window shade my eyes in curtained symbols enlighten me in steadfast ways it's easy now to walk away.
This thing called death comes by surprise but I don't like surprises not even birthday parties yet there never has been anything bad I have heard said by those who've caught a glimpse of the other side they recall it was quite pleasant and they were never alone up there and were surrounded by beautiful… Continue reading this thing
before here when I was not alive I had a real mother and a real father who loved me I had a real family and it was up there I always had the feeling I was never of this earth and didn't quite fit in it still feel that way even though I did want… Continue reading before here
God will have me outlive everyone I ever knew so that no one will miss me when I am gone and I then will have no reason to stay behind and this will have been my training in wait because no one can ever earn their wings it is a given thing but you will… Continue reading it is given