Julie and I are members of a house church community and one of our members is founder and CEO of a small business with international connections. Because of the greed and corruption of our politicians and money lenders, my friend, his family and his business are in jeopardy. Because of systemic sin, his business is on [...]
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The American Way
by
John W Frye
Words dipped in deadly poison
pass for “breaking news,”
While battling political parties
jockey for the most November votes.
Congealed anger replaces considered reason
as political energies
sink
very
low
under the “spin”
of acting so valiantly.
Yet, consider: ballots are still
better than bullets;
And the raucous American media circus
better than most others paths
in [...]
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The Last Election
by
John Haines
Suppose there are no returns,
and the candidates, one
by one, drop off in the polls,
as the voters turn away,
each to his inner persuasion.
The frontrunners, the dark horses,
begin to look elsewhere,
and even the President admits
he has nothing new to say;
it is best to be silent now.
No more conventions, no donors,
no more hats in the [...]
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Torn Curtain
by
John Frye
The sword cuts a deep gash in bloody flesh,
The holy curtain from top to bottom
on the Temple mount
rips, separates.
Two temples purposely damaged,
A Roman cross and the Holy of Holies change places
as God startles the planet.
Last deep breath of the Nazareth teacher
from a criminal’s planks
breathes life to the world.
A seasoned soldier, wearied by death,
sees, [...]
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Posted in Culture, Friends, Ministry, Poems on Jul 31st, 2008
When Old People Speak
by
John W Frye
When old people speak
listen for the ages in their words.
They say “I remember” and we skip
back over Viet Nam, over Churchill and World War II,
landing somewhere in the Great Depression,
feeling the hot dust and deprivation.
When old people speak
honor the silences that carry time,
fragile yet weighted with life;
the silences from which [...]
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Sensitive to Smell
by
John W Frye
They could have heard
a feather drop.
Quiet. Still. An eye blink a thunder clap.
She snapped the frail neck
of the valued jar.
Surprising, captivating smells assault their senses
[...]
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