Free-Falling
The fog surrounds, as the mist clings to my skin. Dampening the fuses, I struggle to see again….
Amarillo Sol
out of darkness  ~ rising amarillo sol ~ lights our daily way ~Mark Schutter ©2015
I Got Nothing… Really?
I posted the poem below in black text yesterday morning in a flurry of free-writing in the midst…
Do Angels Dream?
Late in the night the only light, shines from the forsaken Christmas tree. Each forgotten little sparkling white…
Tomorrow – extended haiku
Wrapped in fatigue Strength a million miles away Trusting in my faith Dawns tomorrow a new day Fear…
God | Life | Photograph | Poetry
Battles We Face
Just because you don’t see anything happening doesn’t mean that something isn’t happening. ~God The battles we face…
God | Photograph | Poetry
Shattered Theology
His ‘grace unveiled’ each morning shatters my theology. Morning’s GRACE Brightly shines Into the dark Of my heart…
I am tired, so tired …
I am tired, so tired; of drinking the sweet poison of the false infinite. I am tired, so…
I do believe, in Santa Claus
Just a soft touch, of a gentle hand. A moment in life, where time stands. Believing in fairy…
Mercy Triumphs over Judgment
Judgement may seem necessary but it cannot correct or change the past. However, the ability to show and…