Category: TCK Poetry
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Scars Last
A friend showed me his skateboard the other day He said every mark it bears tells a story. Each story carries meaning, emotion, life significance— It reminded me of scars.
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Have You
Have you ever tried a fruit, Tasted its tangy sweetness And known it’s the most delicious thing in the world, Only to taste it again another time, in another place, And realize that…
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To My New Friends
There is not enough time. There is never enough time. From the moment we meet, I am thinking of the end; maybe because I have done this before. I’ve done this too many times before and every ending is too soon so there are two choices in response to that truth:
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Not My Home
Gazing out the window Of a house built on blessings; Straining my eyes to the horizon, I will them to defy nature.
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Gleaning
Do you ever feel overcome with emotions that just keep bubbling to the surface? Have you not wanted to go there, not wanting to feel the depths of your anguish? Are you carrying such an overwhelming yearning for the promises of God to be revealed that this very yearning has become too painful to even…
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vagabond
dirt beaten into a line by many feet that traveled by leaving something and running to another, learning along the way.
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Trance
It must’ve been a dream swirling torches, whirling faster and faster under the light of the moon a bright half turned on its side shining down on the dangerous dance
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Letter to a Friend as I Leave
And I wonder what you’re thinking As I leave you I wonder if you’re wishing I would cry or show emotion I’m pretty sure you’re thinking You’ll miss me too…
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Saying—–
Whether many or few Sometimes embraces are shared Or kisses or clasped hands Sometimes smiles are brave And eyes are dry But people hate to say…
