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I BelieveI Believe
He dropped to his knees,
Gasping for breath.
His open palm leapt to his chest,
He felt the cold grip of death.
His blood was not hot enough,
To counter the chill of death's claw.
He fell forward in shock, but not
Of the reaper, something else he saw.
A comforting peace and warm strength
Filled him with blissfulness.
Death cowered. The man embraced
The shining figure - Jesus.
24th June 2007
My Greatest LoveMy Greatest Love
I embraced her,
She embraced me,
I loved her,
She loved me,
I stroked her hair,
She licked my face.
The bond between man-
And his best friend,
Is greater than all,
And will last to the end.
20th June 2007
Tulip ScornedTulip Scorned
21st March 2006
As I walked along the pain-struck road
I stumbled across a mound. Growed
There a tulip, I slashed it down-
It grew no more. It was killed. With no frown
I trod it into the ground. Neer again a flower
So sweet, will I allow to purge my power.
With scorn and anger I travelled on,
Nothing to bear but the heat of the sun.
A figure stepped into my path.
I reeled back in disgust there a tulip lay upon his chest.
With fury, out my fist flew,
I met its stem, and then I knew
No man could stop me. I turned anew
And saw a bird spread wings and I grew
To love the world and all its nature.
I loved all earth learnt not to hate her.
By Jack Stevenson
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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