Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Poetry Catch Up

Prompt: Hanging

Although I rest in the palm
Of my Father’s hand
Still I cling to the hem
Of the One who
Hung for me.

Prompt: Clouds ______

Clouds of Reprieve

I never realized what a blessing
clouds could be
Not dark and dismal
But a reprieve
For the parched soil
of my soul
After roaming
in the desert heat.

Peace today,

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