Investigator’s Secret
Photo ©Deb Feller, 2024
When his mind was full
Too many suspects, details
Clouding vile crime scene
He’d sit beside koi pond, watch
Shimmered ripples become clues
©Pilar Brook, 2024
Photo ©Deb Feller, 2024
When his mind was full
Too many suspects, details
Clouding vile crime scene
He’d sit beside koi pond, watch
Shimmered ripples become clues
©Pilar Brook, 2024
Were it not for God’s
Mercy, holy oil of grace
Poured like soothing balm
Self-sabotaging choices
Decisions maggot-ridden
Sin-life’s leprous wounds
Would have put soul in Sheol…
Savior paid ransom
Robed me in His righteousness
Calls me “beloved”
©Pilar Brook, 2024
Which road beckons heart
Weary mind ambivalent
Darkness pulls, Light tugs
Crossroad ✝ looms in shadows, fog…
Waiting on the Watchman’s word
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2024/05/27/road-3/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2024/05/31/rdp-friday-ambivalent/
Alas, our boat had
Drifted long till days blurred one
Into another
Endless, with salt breeze resting
On hot skin briefly, then gone
What were we to do?
Dream of Heaven, or lost loves?
Make confession…die?
We closed our eyes to calm thoughts
Of Yesterday, Tomorrow
For sundown coming
Nigh was gentle rose-gold sky
To comfort tired hearts
And shallow water lapped boat
As though singing lulla-bye
While stars were dressing
Clouds for evening’s brighter fete
Angels’ wings wispered…
Our boat drifted, drifted still
Souls sifting dreams like fine sand
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2024/06/01/rdp-saturday-boat/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2024/05/29/breeze/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2024/05/29/dressing/
Sea is restless heart
Ever churning what’s beneath
Turning tides within
First high, then low, hope ebbing
Till cleansing froth of wave crests…
Midnight’s dark waters
Settle placid nearly still
Rest ‘neath hand of God
Who is, will remain, Sovereign
As when Spirit beckoned Sea
©Pilar Brook, 2024
Mind’s drummer torments
Harsh arrhythmic beat repeats
Sets nerves ajangle
Soon soul is screaming mutely
Pleading for relief, release
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2024/05/31/drummer/
Photo by sander traa (sandertraa) on Unsplash
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He spends his days here
After chaos of career
Retirement his gift
To girl he’s loved a lifetime
Now he paints, she writes poems
Two creative hearts
Relishing richness of peace
Romance that Time can’t tarnish
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2024/05/31/photo-prompt-1339/
~ for Deb♥
How quiet they are
For such a large flock, singing…
One hundred wee birds
And their hundred little homes
Nestled ’round my heart
Comfort of friend’s faithful love
Sewn amid quilt’s fine stitching
©Pilar Brook, 2024
Depression’s often
Orientation askew
Bleak is not defeat
Some good rest, mind’s screen refreshed
Prayer, laughter can set thoughts right
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2024/05/28/defeat-4/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2024/05/30/orientation-2/
Wife rearranges
Living room furniture: “Now
We have a ballroom!”
Loving husband dares not say
It’s merely space…(they can’t dance)
To bask in her smile
He’d do anything…hold her
Close and “two-step waltz”
Awkwardly across dull floor
Turned suddenly enchanted
©Pilar Brook, 2024
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2024/05/28/rdp-tuesday-ballroom/