As the deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants for more of you. My soul thirsts for more of my God, the living God; Now and...

Overarching through this storm; At beginning, and end, and through are your pure-gold-promises to me. Light flashes: illuminating shadows...

I’ve brought it on myself, Messed up, tripped up, shown up, given up, Climbed high mountain to fall. To fall far; hard. I’ve held on,...

I thought the sun had set. Familiar orange thoughts rested on horizon silhouette. I thought the day was done, And night had won, As...

I cover my mouth with an outstretched hand  and fail to end my breath, As I measure my life with an outstretched hand  and see so little...

The library is silent. There are no words; Hope lays bound. Self-biography falls from the shelf, I forget myself and am hushed to...

I was about to speak. But they ran at me,  Struck me with fists of destruction, Till I stumbled and forgot my lines. I would have been...

Eyes so thick with pride, Sight remains unseen, Thoughts so fixed on self, They refuse to breath. Arrogant in sleep. Hate their ever...

Child I saw you. Where only joy should be found; innocent tears streamed. You could hold your head high in my court,  But there you bowed...

This poem is about the almost inaudible sound caused when we open our mouths. I imagined that sound multiplied 7 billion times as praise...

I start to sing a love song To your rhythm of battle drums O, sound of unprecedented beauty. I start to sing a now song With the rhythm...

At the end of the day you sit on my bed as you always do. But today I am surprised, wasn’t sure you’d come. I messed up bad. Still, you...

There are no gates here. There is no way out here I thought I was trapped here, Thought I would die here. Thorns encamped, Imprisoning in...

You invite me into the dance of three. Encircle with perfect song. I’m beating the floor with my bloodied fist You dance to my rhythm of...

Cordah, vienti, schima to carvi, Ree-amesh so corda, vee-ess, Hammah, toh sandi, vichar-mass shi-manda, Rian toh, sivanka, horem. Sound...

In writing this poem I’m left wondering what David did with the other 4 stones that he took from the river that day. Did he keep them in...

You think you can win? With your million images snatched; Million moments stolen. You might have won before, Sold life for highest price,...

You give me cake. I love your house. Cake for my soul. We sit by the fire. I love your house. A fire in my soul. You start to sing. I...

Tangled in this forest of shame. Snared in the hunters trap I laid. Limping, lost, and wrecked by my own self. I trusted once. I turned...

I’m coming right up. Higher, higher up the mountain of your making. Creating. Desiring. To the place your glory dwells. I’m coming right...