The morning air,Smells crisp and sweet;As a I walk along,I can hear the beat;A rhythm of crackles,Creaks and groans, As the gleaming Sun,Brings life to my home.The morning dew,Feels slick and cool;As I walk along,I can feel life;A covering of water,Replenishing and sweet,As moisture gives the earth,A much needed drink.Just like the air,Your Word gives … Continue reading A Morning of Gratitude
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15 Years
Some said:“You are too young.” Immature."You're a sh** disturber." Don't hide behind God..."How will you pay your bills?"Lower your voice.......What can I say? It's been 15 years and God's been good. We've asked him to walk ahead of us and we live our lives like we should.Every negative word. Every insult and remark...words that were … Continue reading 15 Years
“The Golden Hue”
The Golden Hue of Leaves so bright, Reminds me not of The coming night; It reminds me of You. Blessings, O so great; My cup overflows And fills my plate. Yes, these golden leaves remind me, As they fall on the ground. My life is like the changing seasons— Here one moment and gone again— … Continue reading “The Golden Hue”
Poetry in Emerg
Well, well…greetings my friend. We are back together once again. Honestly I don’t miss you, and to be frank - I really don’t care; but here we are, in this tangled affair, yet again. Yes, your wait times are miserable: Average 5 hours for Urgent and 9 for Non; this relationship is poisonous, like that … Continue reading Poetry in Emerg
The Love of Children
With my hands rested on my head,and a warm tear flowing down my face, this day feels so hard.The overwhelming feeling of failure drips its poison, as the constant lingering pressure starts to bubble forth - yet another mistake to my tally. Another face has tears, much like my own, after I lost my cool; … Continue reading The Love of Children
The Empty Tomb
What was meant to be, the final rest; You said, “No,” this was not Your place. You were on the move. The leaders thought that they had won, Yet, they ordered for guards at a dead man’s tomb. You were on the move. Words written hundreds of years before your death, were now fulfilled - … Continue reading The Empty Tomb
Date Night In Emerg.
The Health Sciences is blocked, And the halls chalked full; People coughing and sneezing, All evening long. An orchestra of sickness, Surrounds our spot in the hall; The wife has a wheelchair, And I got a bench near the wall. The lineup for this getaway, Will keep you waiting for hours; So you might need … Continue reading Date Night In Emerg.
Down by the Sea Revelations
Down by the Sea, everything is simple. Down by the Sea, there’s little noise. Down by the Sea, it’s where I find peace. Down by the Sea, my thoughts come together. Are you drowning in a sea of anxiety? Are you drowning in a sea of worry? Are you drowning in a sea of loss? … Continue reading Down by the Sea Revelations
The Safe Harbour
Like a protective harbour, You are my refuge. I make my way through the narrows, Straight into your arms. Protected by the high cliffs and steep mountain sides, You cover me. A place of refreshing, repairing and mending, You make me new. Unbeknownst to the enemy, I am safe inside the walls. Come weary ones, … Continue reading The Safe Harbour
Ode to Newfoundland Fog
Cold. Damp. Mysterious. A fog horn sounds: guiding you home. One minute you're walking on a gravel path, the next your enveloped in a thick blanket of grey. Landmarks become useless to the 'eagle eyed' hiker. Experienced walkers lose their bearings. The average person becomes disoriented. A fog horn sounds: guiding you home... Suddenly a … Continue reading Ode to Newfoundland Fog
The Eason Clan 