From Dust to Dust Return

By J. Randal Matheny © 2015

From dust to dust return
the rise and fall of man
to life with empty hands
and when upon the sands
of time he spills his last
regrets he’ll go alone
a spirit who leaves behind
his goods and lands and deeds.

Cloudburst: Their Face

By J. Randal Matheny © 2015

Energy, matter, time and space,
In Genesis One, we see their face.
With God all things exist and start,
And nothing lives or moves apart
From Him, his power, plan, and grace.

Abortionist Holds Baby

By J. Randal Matheny © 2015

The only time this child was held
With utmost care and full concern,
Newborn — the doctor slashed his face,
Removed for research his tiny brain.


 

The video has been out there for some days. This headline quote prompted the quatrain above. Careful meter, no rhyme for this this cruelest and most vile act. Sorry, no image either. Doesn’t seem fitting.

Cloudburst: Wisps

Wisps above inch slowly out of sight,
Ants march in form to enter hidden holes,
The woods conceal the beastly paths from light,
To unmarked graves go all anonymous souls.


A Cloudburst offering.

Cloudburst: Take Note

The UPLift poem this week was a day late. This Cloudburst verse is a day early, so the two of them meet here today on the site.

I’m sending this one early, because I travel tomorrow to speak at the Northeast Christian Lectureship (Congresso cristão do nordeste). I’ll return, Lord willing, late Monday night. That means you’ll likely not hear from me until sometime next week. (No cheering, please.) Continue reading “Cloudburst: Take Note”

Cloudburst: Always ‘Tis the Season

by J. Randal Matheny © 2014

Always ’tis the season to be sharing,
After Yule, who freely gives is daring;
Follow Christ who died and now is living,
The Lord who gave his life and still is giving.

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