A Time For Reflection
Now it’s time to break bread.
Tornado by Josh Phillips
The skies turn black,
Bright bolts of lightning,
A distant thunder crack.
Wind begins a blowing
Howling through the trees,
An imminent storm growing.
Spiral rotation up above
Animals begin to scatter
Away fly a bevy of Dove.
A giant funnel to the ground
It’s coming straight to us
To the shelter we bound
It sounds like a freight train
The winds wreaking havoc
Ending with a torrential rain.
Destruction all around
Debris scattered everywhere
Even trees thrown to the ground.
The storm was abject
Hard days are ahead
It’ll give all the neighbors a reason to connect
Better days are ahead
We all came together
Now it’s time to break bread.
Jolly Old Friends by John Wallis
These two trees started as jolly old friends.
They grew up, joined,
and became Siamese twins.
No One But You by John Wallis
It’s been many years since I’ve seen you.
Yet, you’ve entered my life once again.
You promised to love me forever,
But you destroyed my existence instead.
You took me on a fantastical journey,
Up and down – rollercoaster style,
then left me in ruins, destitute,
a broken reflection of self and hostile.
With you I became a prostitute of,
Pimping all my dignity for your love.
Thank God I was Able to be rid of you.
Now, I have no time or need for you.
I see you for who you are, too-
A manipulative, destructive persona.
A shallow friend and tainted ex-lover,
who, in the end cares for no one but you.
Do Better by John Wallis
Today is another chance for me to do better
Take up my challenge to be a joy spreader.
As I slake off the mistakes I made yesterday,
I take on the promise of a new day.
Thank you, LORD, for your grace and mercy
for giving me another chance and opportunity.
I want You to see me do better,
To be who I should be – Your Good News spreader.
So, I shake off the doom and gloom of yesterday
to seize on the promise of a new day
Take up my challenge to be a Gospel getter
Because today is another chance to do better.
Mechanical Love by Josh Phillips
You take me high
You take me low
Sometimes you force me to call for a tow
Your beautiful body
With all the right lines
I saved you from the crusher just to be mine
I’ve spent countless hours
You’ve kept me up late at night
Just so I can experience your newfound might.
You’ve taught me patience
Although I’ve let some curse words slip
And I’ve gotten bloody knuckles when the ratchet didn’t grip.
All in all it’s been quite the journey
With patience, pain, and strife
I have given my project car a new life