When the Towers Fell

By Eliza Downer

One normal autumn day

Lurking darkness flew

Few knew of the coming evil

Morning coffee, rushed goodbyes, final hugs

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Clocked in, ready to work

Lunch break, stay or leave?

A loud crash, confusion, unknown

Run confused to the light

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Night and Day

By Isabelle Evans

There she stood,

Tall and pale in the moonlight,

Pearlescent eyes glowing,

Silver scales shining.

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The dragon queen,

Glorious majesty,

Hatched from a moon,

Fathered by a star.

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What Life Is

By Mariposa Aristeo

What is life? What defines it?

Even the dictionary can’t describe it.

If you had to define it, what would you see?

If it was left up to me, this is what it’d be:

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Life is more than writing and reading a book,

More than eating and learning how to cook,

It is more than watching movies and having fun,

More than buying merchandise by the ton, [Read more…]

I, Windkeeper

I, apprentice of storytelling

Seeking to hold the wind in a cage

Broken by trials unending

The world will not fit on my page

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I, windkeeper, am searching for answers

How can I spread wide the truth?

Wisdom directs me to singers and dancers

And old men regretting their youth

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Daeus is the published author of two books, Edwin Brook and Treachery Against The House Of Fairwin. He is a Christian seeking God’s face when he remembers to and finding that that is all he was seeking when he seeks for something else. He is a joker who takes himself too seriously and a sack full of ambition who likes to relax. Among his top interests are poetry, reading, philosophy, theology, gardening and permaculture, athletics, marketing, psychology, and interacting with his friends. You can also find him participating in such activities as ranting about the glories of frozen raspberries or making impromptu music for every occasion.
He also is a fanatic over The Count Of Monte Cristo. Be thou forewarned.
If you would like to sample his work, you can get a free copy of his novella, Treachery Against The House Of Fairwin at the link below.

My Testimony

By Natalie Griffin

That glorious day I felt a stir,

One in my heart that I’d never heard.

It was the Word

Coming to intervene in my lost, broken life,

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To be a light in my darkness and a relief to my strife.

Although it’s fair to say in my eight-year-old circumstance,

I didn’t give the true meaning of “new life” a second glance.

It wouldn’t be until several years later [Read more…]

Streetlights

I see the world two different ways.

Day-old tea and dried petals, spilled and scattered.

Broken mirrors,

envelopes left unopened.

Blotchy smudges of newspaper records,

and the words that left paper cuts.

Artificial flowers and smiles.

Bloody battlefields and fractured families.

Dusty picture frames, and memories

favored,

faded,

forgotten.

Streetlights

We use streetlights

to pretend the world isn’t so dark.

But this is not the only way.

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Cindy Green is a Canadian homeschool student who wants to live in a world where rain is colorful and mint chocolate chip ice cream is acceptable for daily consumption. But she is contented to live in one where dogs exist, fireworks are a regular occurrence, and trees are climbable objects. She began scribbling out fiction and keeping a journal at around age seven, and last she checked, hasn’t stopped. Aside from obsessing over the arrangement of words, Cindy spends her time playing piano, looking at pictures of outer space, loudly singing along to music, exploring the dictionary, attempting Highland dancing, and reading. She hopes to someday publish a book of her own, learn to skateboard without getting scraped, and witness the aurora borealis in the Yukon. Most of all, she wants to live her life colorfully and passionately for the glory of a good God and to point to her Creator as the source of all joy.

The Divine Letter

By Mariposa Aristeo

God’s Word is very special indeed,

More than anything I’ll ever need.

It is a pillow of comfort to rest my weary head,

The satisfying food with which I long to be fed,

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The water that quenches my strongest thirst,

The shelter that protects me from the worst,

The loving teacher who guides me to the path of light,

The law that informs me of what’s wrong and what’s right, [Read more…]

Wonders of the Wind

By Grace M.

The wind whirls

Curls

Shakes

Quakes

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It pushes the seas

And causes the breeze

It flies the kites

And stirs the nights

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The Sound of Redemption

The idea of sound

has always been

one of my favorites.

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To watch fireworks

as they hit the top of an inky black sky

and shudder delightedly at the boom that follows.

To touch the frosted window

as the snowflakes dissolve into teardrops

and hear the howling of the wind as it kisses my cheeks.

To leap into

a heap of fire-tinted leaves

and hear the crunch as well as feel it.

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Cindy Green is a Canadian homeschool student who wants to live in a world where rain is colorful and mint chocolate chip ice cream is acceptable for daily consumption. But she is contented to live in one where dogs exist, fireworks are a regular occurrence, and trees are climbable objects. She began scribbling out fiction and keeping a journal at around age seven, and last she checked, hasn’t stopped. Aside from obsessing over the arrangement of words, Cindy spends her time playing piano, looking at pictures of outer space, loudly singing along to music, exploring the dictionary, attempting Highland dancing, and reading. She hopes to someday publish a book of her own, learn to skateboard without getting scraped, and witness the aurora borealis in the Yukon. Most of all, she wants to live her life colorfully and passionately for the glory of a good God and to point to her Creator as the source of all joy.

Perfectionist’s Prayer

By Kate Flournoy

Lord, give me the courage to accept that I am human.

Give me the confidence to plod in the path You’ve given me,

Even when others soar,

And the peace to wish them joy with a whole heart.

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Remind me that I am where I am

Because You placed me here,

And that the plans I have for myself

Aren’t necessarily the plans You’ve had for me from the beginning—

Plans for good, and not for evil, as You promised. [Read more…]