Tears conceived in loss Born in pain Hot they strike Lukewarm they stagger Then cold Only to become An emblem worn On the chest Heavy but valiant
A Poem for Juneteenth
Courage to stand and speak truth To power that has the power to speak lies Lies within a heart of love for neighbor over self All those who speak have God’s image And God with the most power Speaks truth to those he calls his neighbors To those he died for So we …
Micro Poem Monday: Rain
In the moment before rain writes its story on the pavement — Tension, tight with yearning in the air Like a friend with a secret to share. A breeze, a breath, Colder than before, yet somehow warm. And then — release. Tears of truth wet the ground beneath.
Micro Poem Monday: Standing
X marks the spot Where we stand Apart. Our hearts drowned with grief Yearning for buried treasure, For arms crisscrossed around bodies, Not to suffocate But to grant a sigh of relief. We long to feel it But for now we stand.
Micro Poem Monday: Breath
Catch your breath on the wind – let heaven fill your lungs with hope – not fear. And form your lips to the shape of praise – broken and bleeding, torn by the air but still singing.
Micro Poem Monday: Holy Week
All those who knew You Didn't know You Would die and rise You who knew All their thoughts They still forgot And I with them But You remember And You died still And You rose still For us
Micro Poem Monday: Surrender
Tap the reservoir for a drip Only enough to fill my eyes Rather, Relentless rapids I either suffocate or Surrender
Micro Poem Monday: Chasing Feelings
Behold your apathy Your jealousy Your anxiety Stare deep and you will find A twinkle of truth in their eyes Look too long and you will become what you behold But chase them into the rabbit hole You will find them seated At the Throne Ready to tell the real story Of what you fear …
Micro Poem Monday: Anointing
His body, soon to be broken My jar, broken for that day When he pours out His blood for me So I pour out this fragrance for Him Preparing Him for Death While He prepares me for Life Based on Mark 14:3-9
Micro Poem Monday: Eyes
Brighten my eyes Give me a telephoto lens to see You Otherwise My eyes will roll back And I will see only in my head (Psalm 13)
Allyson Howell 