I hear my coaches

I hear my coaches

POETRY Michael Jones I hear my coaches in my head They’re alive and they’re not dead Seasons pass Years have fled My body’s wrecked I love my bed Sounds of glory Whistles shrill I sweat, I ache I run that hill I hear my coaches in my head They’re alive and they’re not...
The Tribal Beat

The Tribal Beat

POETRY Michael Jones Your tribal beat It pounds my heart It moves my feet How great Thou Art! Your rhythm felt We move and sway The drum beat flames It fires clay The metal smelts All dross it melts We burn for you Each beat is felt Evil drums They also lure They bait...
I Am Lost

I Am Lost

POETRY Michael Jones I feel so lost. Hellbent toward Hell Stumbling, confused I’m lifeless, I’m pale. I desperately search For a reason to live For substance, for meaning Will something not give? Im constantly longing For what? I don’t know. The boat is now lurching...
The Flow

The Flow

POETRY Michael Jones May 1, 2019 There is a flow It is a River I dive in deep To be delivered I wash ashore I am recovered By my Savior My elder Brother With every drop Of His pure water I am now cleansed He is my Potter I am His vessel Renewed not broken He fills me...
Shattered

Shattered

POETRY Shattered Michael Jones May 1, 2019 Without warning I hit the ground  The vase shattered into a thousand pieces  My heart bleeds sharp shards of glass I look about in horror at the ruins. How did this happen?  Was I pushed or did I fall? Isn’t there a story...