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  • Claudia Lehman: Interlude

    You dressed in common clothes, and walked
    beneath the galaxies You made.
    You bore the whispered insults and
    you wore a borrowed father’s name. Continue reading . . . “Claudia Lehman: Interlude”

    Kyle Lehman: Passion

    His shirt came off, and every man fell back
    Before the scrawl of skin and bone. His rack
    Of ribs we counted one by one, and knew
    This man, exposed. He flung His arms from beam Continue reading . . . “Kyle Lehman: Passion”

    Lynn Michael Martin: The Feast

    Come, said my Father, and I came,
    but as a stranger and a guest,
    for he had pledged eternal rest
    and the protection of his name. Continue reading . . . “Lynn Michael Martin: The Feast”

    Obi Martin: Confront Me With Words

    confront me with words
    when there’s every reason
    to do wrong, or worse, or nothing.
    when every emissary Continue reading . . . “Obi Martin: Confront Me With Words”

    Roger Biehn: Benjamin Gate

    (Jeremiah 20)
    Lord of Hosts, 
    let me see your vengeance upon them, 
    let me see it. 

    This is the trick God played upon me—
    I sought to be reason and thought,
    inspiration, the man of the generation;
    the voice of comfort and tower of strength, Continue reading . . . “Roger Biehn: Benjamin Gate”

    Sheri Yutzy: Healing

    Let your proud eyes fall
    and let the world fall
    from your shoulders.
    For one moment Continue reading . . . “Sheri Yutzy: Healing”

    Sheila J Petre: The Manic-Depressive

    This is what I mind the most:
    When I tire of medication, everybody knows.
    I sit at home and sulk, and mind it,
    Missing bits of something, one thing at the most. Continue reading . . . “Sheila J Petre: The Manic-Depressive”

    Kenneth Godoy: A Miracle on Tuesday

    Kenneth Godoy: A Miracle on Tuesday

    Continue reading . . . “Kenneth Godoy: A Miracle on Tuesday”

    Roger Biehn: Set Me Alight

    Oh, to pull up shades and hidden light,
    to swim from darker pleasures of irony
    to rebuild the child-like desire to touch, feel
    say wow to the sunlight of the world Continue reading . . . “Roger Biehn: Set Me Alight”

    Lynn Michael Martin: Adam

    Two leagues to cross this lake, and twenty toward
    The place the sun arises in the east
    On midyear’s day. The sign’s not moved or ceased,
    Nor has the river, nor that wet-kneed ford Continue reading . . . “Lynn Michael Martin: Adam”

    Claudia Lehman: Snow

    The skies are slowly, fully falling
    into the forest’s lifted hands,
    breath-soft whispers of a language
    friends of stars could understand. Continue reading . . . “Claudia Lehman: Snow”

    Sheila J. Petre: The House We Used to Live In

    Someone else has taken up the house we used to live in,
    Filled it with their dreams and things and pictures on the walls.
    Someone else was given what my people had been given:
    Room to keep a thousand books, and echo shouts in halls. Continue reading . . . “Sheila J. Petre: The House We Used to Live In”

    Jeremiah Stump: Light

    Illuminating rays,
    Of constant stream from distant stars, and near;
    Creating, energizing earth and space;
    Still gently clarifies the lunar face. Continue reading . . . “Jeremiah Stump: Light”

    Sheila J. Petre: A Brother’s Funeral

    We did not only let them sing the song
    to praise the God Who made the one we loved.
    We helped them. All good mourners long
    to fill the air with hope, nail-scarred, Continue reading . . . “Sheila J. Petre: A Brother’s Funeral”

    Chadwick Miller: Like a Rose Bud

    Behind the galaxies and
    between the stars, I wish
    I could step
    and see the heavens Continue reading . . . “Chadwick Miller: Like a Rose Bud”

    Gloria Kurtz: Advent

    As color fills the dome of azure skies,
    The frozen lengths of empty twig and blade
    Scratch bare against unbounded barricade.
    The pulsing sun burns west to rhapsodize Continue reading . . . “Gloria Kurtz: Advent”

    Samantha Trenkamp: Planting Hope

    Dry.
    Land so dry.
    The skies are filled with smoke.
    Fires rage in the nearby hills, Continue reading . . . “Samantha Trenkamp: Planting Hope”

    Lynn Michael Martin: A seer has tasted of the world’s delights.

    A seer has tasted of the world’s delights.

    incidental poem to Bach’s Brandenburg Concerto No. III: I. Allegro
    by Lynn Michael Martin

    Sing of what is and has been,
    and can sing and cannot sing,
    and in my age, I will tell you
    that singing is being, Continue reading . . . “Lynn Michael Martin: A seer has tasted of the world’s delights.”

    Matthew Cordella-Bontrager: Assurance

    Suspicions be damned. Know this:

    He gave His decree to the Sea
    when He appointed the foundations of the earth, Continue reading . . . “Matthew Cordella-Bontrager: Assurance”

    Roger Biehn: Daybreak over Sinai

    On the summit when the breeze hit my back
    I turned to take the wind on my face;
    the moment of triumph dissolved in capitulation,
    in wondering why I had made the climb; Continue reading . . . “Roger Biehn: Daybreak over Sinai”

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