Our Way

Our Way

By J. Lynne Moore

Love, gentle, is not our way…
Passions, volcanic, upon us play.

Flippant desires, humbled lust;
Sheepish kisses fall to dust.

Only the tides rival our soul;
Spinning cyclones out of control.

Bow to our feverish rapture;
Jealous, our love to capture.

Weep those who cannot see,
The adoration betwixt you and me.

Beyond what, the universe can convey,
Love, gentle, is not our way…

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Wake Me Not

Wake Me Not

By J. Lynne Moore

Wake me not until the dawn…
The tides have writ the final pawn.

Moon glow cackles along the waves,
To the horizon with shadows paves.

Minutes whisper as they fade away,
Lost to history and memory’s fray.

Wake me not until the dawn…
When the rays, yellow, cheerfully spawn.

And bid the amaranthine a fond adieu,
Sprinkling, soft, the day’s first dew.

My eyes will then upon you be cast,
Our love complete at long last.

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Wrestling Words

Wrestling Words

By J. Lynne Moore

Put this in your pocket,
Give it a little smoke.
Who cares anymore…
If the logic is all broke?

Wear me down with lies,
That never seem to stop.
Put them in your pocket,
And hop kangaroo hop.

No more wrestling words,
No more poison thoughts;
This is where we draw the line,
On you wicked little plots.

Turn back now, you canker…
I won’t say it again!
We’ve all be there before,
And this is how it began.

Take your final pink slip,
Bend someone else’s ear.
No more will we wallow,
In your tar pit of fear.

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Mustard Seed

Mustard Seed

By J. Lynne Moore

Crushed and battered,
Bug under a shoe.
Rat race shattered,
Lips black and blue…

Retching over the rail,
Now the rabbit died.
Eyes hollow, face pale,
Baby daddy lied.

Searchin’ for super glue,
Mustard seed of hope.
One and one makes two…
Hold on to that rope.

Baby, ride that wave!
The Carpenter will call;
Answer back, be brave,
Zion’s grace stands tall.

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Connection

Connection

By J. Lynne Moore

Rose of perfection,
I see thy reflection,
Feel my affection,
Please no rejection.

Give closer inspection,
With deep introspection,
I harbor no misdirection,
Only sincere protection.

Pass not upon retrospection,
Forgive my imperfection,
Welcome my predilection,
Accept my humble resurrection.

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One Winged Angel

One Winged Angel

By J. Lynne Moore

Oh my one winged angel,
Dark and brooding…
Seen through my eyes.
My child of the night,
Born in the secret place.
You crafted my heart.

Oh my one winged angel,
Once left, twice returned.
Oh fatherless son of mine.
My moon, my stars,
Following the unseen path,
Fear holds us not.

Oh my one winged angel,
Love’s paradox cradles us;
Holding us hostage in time.
My breath, my life’s blood,
Heaven’s flightless angel…
of the shadows.

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