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 Brief prose and poetry lacking other categories... |
| October's smashed pumpkins litter barren ground – Impending solstice chills my fragile bones – Scarecrows gesticulate, howling at harvest moons – Blurry dreams burst with ragamuffin ravens. Seasons brown, overripe like mushy bananas Threatening to stupefy me with fumes of sweet nothing. Yearly cycles repeat inexorably – I fail to optimize my time As I chase twinkling trivialities along looping trails, Soul spiraling down drains into clogged gutters. Why is it so easy to shroud myself in stagnation? Do I not believe in God’s loving kindness? He sustains me daily, though I hide from reality; He promises He has prosperous plans for me, yet I hold back, Haunted by hidden potholes in dimly lit paths ahead. Lord, create in me a heart of action, of courage amid shadows, Because I know You give enough Light to safely begin walking. Words: 135. Lines: 16. Written for "SCRIPTURE POETRY CONTEST"  Prompt: Write a poem about your biggest fears, and how God can help you with them. |
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