Tag: micro poem
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Ode to a Toad
This is more like a limerick than a haiku.
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Fireside Father
In a hearty fire the smell of hickory smoke a boy and his dad. In memory of Glen Duncan (1935-2007).
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No Rain, No Rainbow
after the rain came the sun, in the azure sky turned brown into green He has made everything beautiful in its time. Ecclesiastes 3:10a (NIV) Twenty-two years ago, this summer, my life hit rock bottom. By God’s grace, I’m still here. Friend, if you’ve been there, you can make it too!
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New Morning
The glistening grass a sassy wren sings along with the breeze at dawn Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:22-23 (NIV)
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Spring Surprise
warm wind from the south quickly turns cold from the north weathervane whiplash “The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.“ John 3:8 (NIV)
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Rainmaker
The power of faith.
