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Dear sky/ I heard all your utterances of the night like God, herself came and choke out all the evil on my street. It was clean bolts, pounding, and the wreckage was just what we needed to keep the peace around here. – Krissy Mosley
Falling Straight — A Poet’s Vision -
All this time, I thought I’d been writing something good. Heck, something great! Turns out, all I’ve been doing lately is staring at the page. Thinking. Hoping. A little prayer here, a little prayer there. And when I looked up after all this manic -suffering.
I think, I still believe,I’m meant to be a writer…❤
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I can’t say I have one favorite book , that’s just not fair to the many others. So charge it to my head & not my heart. This week I spent some much needed time reading.
- “For Colored Girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is Enuf” by Ntozake Shange
- To honor the late~ great Cicely Tyson Just As I Am (still working my way thru this one)
- “The Color of Law” by Richard Rothstein
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Prayer Poem by the author of this blog
to the God that holds our bones together, holds sanctuary in the soul,
while we are at times are broken, troubled waters, wells have run dryHear our prayers O God…
allow us to put aside our pride allow this very prayer to suffice God you are my only devotion you are our ultimate supplymust tell Jesus, when the pounding ache, of our lives becomes too much, when the loneliness, of our prayers spill out
We dare not bear these burdens alone
God bottled up precious tears for angels to touch
you shut up the mouths of darkness, you bring hatred to its’ knees, you catch us even when we fall,
“you are wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities: the {h} chastisement for our peace rest upon him; and with his stripes we are made whole”
I must tell Jesus, Jesus alone, gathering the weary, lonely, downcast, down hearted touch all those who are bereaved
God you are our devotion, you are our ultimate peacesis, Krissy Mosley
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WOW!! This is so powerful. Maren, such a beautiful leader& Poetess, I had to re-blog. Maren’s work, https://giftsinopenhands.wordpress.com/ Check out her blog, there’s prayer in a poem and so much more…
It’s often just a small detail in the shiny story
about Jesus and the mountain –
getting to talk to folks
who have been gone a long time.I would like Harriet Tubman, please,
that Moses
to walk and talk with me.
I want Langston Hughes,
dreams deferred in a still small voice.Heck, I want Mark Twain,
Shakespeare and Emily Dickinson,
Susan B. Anthony, Cesar Chavez,
and Rosa Parks.Not gone so long,
but our valleys want to eavesdrop
on John Lewis
and Ruth Bader Ginsberg.I promise not to hold on
to these remarkable visitors –
(I gave up booth-building
a long time ago.)My Mama wasn’t famous, of course,
though she laid down the law.
Her prophesies were the simple ones –
more snow or early spring,and what would make a child happy.
Krissy Mosley Ministries 