Category Archives: Poetry

LIQUID

Posted on May 23, 2022 by Misha

Looking through water at the slantedrock above which a trout trembles.Mayflies dance daringly, destinedto do what they do deftly. Herehuman feet part dappled water,body passing through into breathlessness,as exhales stop. Reversal. Gasps almostgiggle with pain. Experience saysit will pass. The … Continue reading →

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The LORD’s my Shepherd

Posted on August 30, 2020 by Misha

The Lord’s my shepherd even when it all gets a little too real when no still small voice calms the storm no pick axe can thaw a frozen stream… when you flick the switch but the light never comes on … Continue reading →

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Suspense

Posted on August 17, 2020 by Misha

I hang on to God the same way a raindrop exhales its goodbye to the branch.

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Fields

Posted on August 16, 2020 by Misha

Don’t reap to the edge of your fields leave a bit for the weak. Whatever your best field yields let a part of it speak of Him who will always provide. Don’t reap to the edge of your day, leave … Continue reading →

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Through Your Eyes

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Misha

Jesus, tomorrow, I would like to see. Show me Your world as it’ll one day be. Peel back the layers of indifference and lies and let me see through Your eyes. Jesus, forgive me, when I look straight through people … Continue reading →

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Reality

Posted on August 15, 2020 by Misha

I look and I try to not judge but just love. I listen. To the noise. The swear words. I look and I stop trying and just love. I listen and God hears Himself as I forget my heartbeat.

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Our Father, who art in heaven

Posted on August 14, 2020 by Misha

Flying bird in crystal river. Hallowed be Thy name. Butterfly dumbs nodding nettles. Hallowed be Thy name. Shadows dappled. Rays of sinking sun. Thy Kingdom come. Rings of trout. A kiss. A hatch of flies. Thy Kingdom come. Willow. Willow. … Continue reading →

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Posted on August 14, 2020 by Misha

The Lord is my rock and my hair has still got lichen in it from leaning on Him. The Lord is my fortress and my deliverer. My God is my rock and I climb onto my favourite resting place and … Continue reading →

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Sh’ma

Posted on August 14, 2020 by Misha

There is God in the garden here among the hens and the trees, tucked away almost perfectly so that no one sees that the Almighty has found a playground where no one judges His skill and all that happens to … Continue reading →

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Love

Posted on August 14, 2020 by Misha

Love incarnate came to redeem His creation, and evil rose like a towering wave of rage against the Word that was with God from the foundation and spoken over the waters at the dawn of the age. Love spoke truth … Continue reading →

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