forgiveness

The Seams Of A Broken Heart

THE SEAMS OF A BROKEN HEART

In walking
the empty streets of
forgivness
and mercy,
the way is not always smooth…
yet always worth it.

2016-04-09
P. Wanken

Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 9.

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Forgiven

FORGIVEN

Broken and irreparable. As I stand,
I look to the heavens
wondering where I’ll land.
Broken and irreparable as I stand,
God sends his angels. They band
together for me, seventy times seven.
Broken and irreparable, as I stand,
I look to the heavens.

2016-02-23
P. Wanken

NOTE: written using the triolet form, combined with choosing the closing line of another poem to use as the starting line of my new poem.

 

Pardon Me…

 

pencil and paper

PARDON ME…

It would be so easy to just log on to a computer and let my fingers dance across the keyboard, or pick up a phone and leave a message. It would be faster—and less painful as the deed is done more quickly (ok, maybe less painful just for me).

But that is not as it’s meant to be.

Before me: paper and pencil. Yes, pencil—not even a ballpoint pen that will let ink flow until I’m finished. No, it’s a pencil. I’ll have to let the thoughts in my head percolate while I periodically take time out to sharpen it; and even though my pencil has an eraser, the act of writing by hand affords me the time to process and choose my words carefully—to decide on just the right way to convey my message. (Hmm…I wonder if he knew what he was doing when he gave me the paper and pencil.)

Staring at the blank page, I know I have (short of any 11th hour changes) only a few hours in which to write my message and I face one problem: how does one fully convey remorse and ask for forgiveness? I know God has forgiven me and I’ve reached a place of peace—how do I begin to help a grieving family find that same peace?

God help me.

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Written for Flashy Fiction — Image Prompt:  A Loss For Words?. Posted for day 87 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.

Everyone Makes Mistakes

 

EVERYONE MAKES MISTAKES
(a shadorma)

She’s made some
big mistakes, yet he
forgave each
that has passed.
After yesterday, she fears
she has made her last.

2013-04-25
P. Wanken

 

Written for Poetic Asides April Poem-A-Day Challenge #25: Everyone (  blank  ). Posted for day 54 in 100 Days of Spring – 2013.