Thursday, March 19, 2009

A Couple of Poems

Mysteries
If I were You
with sighs too deep for words
I’d build a thunder wall
and hide far from
me
“How can it be
you still don’t understand,
refuse to see
or walk too near
Me?”
If I were You
my sighs would bring one less
god bowing at
the altar of
me.

How can it be,
I ask with sighs too deep
for words, You don’t
thunder but call
me?

Perfect
Perfection isn’t always perfect
Beauty shows in crooked lines sometimes
I want to be beautiful
With jagged edges
at

2 comments:

  1. Spencer Troxell3/19/2009 12:10 PM

    Good work Mark, and congratulations on hitting the 4,000 mark. Pretty impressive.

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  2. Mark Daniels3/20/2009 12:19 AM

    Thank you, Spencer.

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