Submitted by Damaris Ann on Mon, 08/29/2016 - 03:02

Again I'm confus'd, bewilder'd and torn;
I feel like a Sampson shaven and shorn.
Betrayed by my fears and wond'ring "What next?"
I'm taken, again, right back to this text;
"...My peace give I unto you," Jesus said,
"...Not as this world gives," His men Spirit-led.
They were radical and strange yet trusting,
Whereas I'm radic'lly strange, and doubting.
"...Faith like a mustard seed..." can move mountains;
Yet my shoulders carry the mountainous plains.
"My yoke is easy and my burden light,"

Be Still

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sun, 08/21/2016 - 21:01

My perplexity
A redundant thought
Some small worries fraught
Heart-torn and bleary
Blinded and weary
Sentences framed
Tongue is now aimed
Give me discretion
Show me my lesson
Diminish my fears
Wipe away my tears
I can't understand
But I won't demand
Please Lord, give me sight
Let me be alright
I want to trust You
Your promises true
Delight in Your will
Heart of mine, be still
Look up for the Light
His love gives us sight


Submitted by little woman on Thu, 01/03/2013 - 23:24

I dreamed about you
last night
you were not quite you
but I was not quite me
it was okay;
other things were different
a strip mall
where the church hall
should be.
You did things
you've never shown an inclination to do
in real life.
But in this dream,
I didn't mind
too much.
The only thing that confuses me
is why I dreamed about you?
I thought I was over you?
at least mostly?
I haven't dreamed in months,

A Dream is Just a Dream...or is it? Chapter Ten (a Narnian fan fiction)

Submitted by Lucy Anne on Sun, 05/13/2012 - 21:06

A/N: I do not own any phrases or words that might have been taken from C.S. Lewis’ epic masterpiece and do not wish to.
“Aslan?” I called out with puzzlement. “Aslan, where are you?”
There was no reply.
I sank down on my knees onto the lush green grass and thought to myself, What did I get myself into? So that was reason why I was brought into Narnia?! Since when did I become so special? I forced myself to think about other things. It’s so peaceful in Narnia.
“Not for long,” a voice in my head said.

Child of Darkness chapter 11

Submitted by Keri on Wed, 06/16/2010 - 03:50

             I open my mouth to speak but then close it again. I have nothing to say. How do I respond to whatever this guy is asking and saying? Maybe I will tell him the truth, which is that I don’t know who he is. But he probably knows that I do not know him or else he wouldn’t be spitting out such things trying to lie to me. I open my mouth again still not knowing what to say so my words surprised me as much as him.

Child of Darkness Chapter the Tenth (about time too no?)

Submitted by Keri on Sun, 05/09/2010 - 07:22

 But I can't see into him and he turns away to face the open road.

            “Never ye mind. Ye'll tell in yer own time I'm sure. Why do ye think there ain't been a soul here to snatch us all to the queen's delightful company?” It is clear that this conversation is closed for now.

            “Probably because every time any soldiers get near us, they are sent running in terror from Annie and Danielle.” I and Isaias chuckle a bit and then I fall silently into thought.

Twenty-three Minutes

Submitted by Sarah on Mon, 10/19/2009 - 01:14

A girl stands at the bottom of a hill, gazing up towards the summit. Her breath steams at regular intervals in the cold, early-morning air as she ponders her next move. indecision shows in her face which shows all her emotions in agonizing clarity. She glances around her; she is alone. This she is pleased with. She does not want anyone to see her if she fails. The distance is so long for her! She does not know if she can do it. She nods slowly to herself, response to an inner argument. Slowly her right hand comes up, she looks down at the object grasped firmly in it.


Submitted by Bridget on Mon, 04/20/2009 - 15:19
Dying, crying
Truthful lying
Wild insanity
Lost humanity
Take the reality
Cold practicality
Throw it away
Lead it astray
Ice cold laughs
Overgrown paths
World of out there
No longer care
Leave me to my madness


Submitted by Timothy on Fri, 08/22/2008 - 04:01

This look in my eyes is a desperate glance in the dark
No weight on my shoulders, but it’s like an anvil to the heart
I can’t find my answers if I don’t know what to ask
I can’t fill my need until I know what I lack
It’s so hard to hold on when the silence is all I hear
Right when I need your arms around me, I find no faith that you are near
It doesn’t just seem like yesterday when everything was fine
How suddenly I’ve lost the joy I thought was mine
Stuck in this confusion, my truth becomes a lie