God's silence haiku by steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

God’s Silence

They say be 'still' and know God he is so silent when we need him not to be.    

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It talked to you poem by steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

It talked to you

It spoke through your cradle bars like a phantom passing telephone poles chasing cars you felt dizzy it rattled your helpless world hours uneasy you had a choice in bed pulled your covers over your head couldn't find your voice it laughed floating above toys dancing cut in half dead it's your dove couldn't scream… Continue reading It talked to you

Never Fear the Unknown poem by steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

Never Fear the Unknown

Never Fear the Unknown terrible terrible terrible awaiting full grown heave your body like a cut off limb through to the bone you're feeling wind you had nothing to do with it it happens in your hands the tunnel of light lies flat on a fishing barge flight tidal wave monsoon season trolling water in… Continue reading Never Fear the Unknown

God keeps, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

God Keeps His Secrets

God keepshis secretsto himself.I mean, sometimes he giveswhat I see are hints.yet, I feel he keeps most mysterieson his shelf.we always tend to think people who've 'seen something' (like if they visited 'heaven' orsaw a ghost') couldbeon the'brink'ofbecomingone ofthedevil'stinyevilelves.doeswhatthey'say'theysawmakethem'crazy'?I supposeif they are,Iam,too.what have Iseen?I promisedI'dnevertella soulunderpenaltyof beingsent tohellforeternity.sorry,nocando.anunknownenigmagoesunrevealedwithmetoheaven.

Rich Man Poor Man Bake Me a Cake poem by steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

Rich Man Poor Man Bake Me a Cake

Rich Man Poor Man play patty cake pious man evil man bake me a cake do it with feeling frosting not a good man make can't take it with you for God sake stay fake live in now don't ask how later is coming milking a cow for the young yearn to grow up missing… Continue reading Rich Man Poor Man Bake Me a Cake

Don’t Go to a Bar, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

Don’t Go to a Bar

Don't Go to a Bar. you don't have to go that far. you'll find people like me there hiding behind thickened skins. don't get in a car. a bar is a bar is a bar... no matter if it's rock and roll, country or a classy piano bar. no one escapes the light of day… Continue reading Don’t Go to a Bar

pet to love, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

A Witches Brew

A witches brew something cruel better to do do you believe? distilled in a sieve crystal clear drink it down like a frothy beer throat in knots are we to live? what wasn't caught took my heart last of humanity thought I'd bought hidden inside the wall sanity standing in the high school hall anything… Continue reading A Witches Brew

The Spirit echo nameless, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

The Spirit echo nameless

He pounded the pavement shooting up hitting net ran after the ball got hit by a car became the spirit echo nameless of the neighborhood we all remember it's December and very chilly it is raining clouds are dark no sun in Philly I'm not complaining and the seasons don't stop and you can hear… Continue reading The Spirit echo nameless

The Spirit and the Chandelier, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

The Spirit and the Chandelier

I had to take a walk in the forest this was after that spirit kept dancing around my magnificent chandelier round and round the bridge had been knocked out by the last flood and you could look out and see how the farmland was affected but, that spirit followed me out of my mansion and… Continue reading The Spirit and the Chandelier

The guy who hanged himself, poem, steven james humphreys
Spiritual and beyond

The big city guy who hanged himself (epitaph)

I know others have had it tougher than I but, life is too hard for me in this big city lost in a multitude of men and machines we were born into this not of our own choice nor will... you see, I'm the sensitive one and no one understands that but me and you… Continue reading The big city guy who hanged himself (epitaph)