What is our purpose in this world, we ask. We crave to feel important, We want God to give us a generous task. We desire our purpose to be known. Our name written for future generations. Have our actions seated on a throne. We’re never satisfied and looking out, Waiting for our turn to make…
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Show Them
Our job isn’t to change people. To make them different or same like us. Forcing them into a perfectly shaped steeple. As they sit in rows quiet and straight, Hiding from others. Afraid of the potential hate. We live in a world that’s black or white. It’s one or the other, not full of color….
John 1:5 Poem
One candle, one light, will bring hope to the darkness. One spark, one flicker, will light the flame. One act, one motion, will ignite a movement. One man, One God, can heal with The Name. By Audra Ohm Image from Pixabay.com
Kinstugi
A crack shownMended with glueFractures reappear New accrueFear of breakingSending tremors deepNot enough glueWill make this mug keepUnable to be filledOr used for it’s purpose Liquid leakingAll over the surfaceSitting unmendedBroken and unusedAlone on a shelfEgo bruised Ground trembles The earth quakesOne small tumbleMug breaks Light peers throughTears flowGentle hands embrace Gathering slowEvery piece foundBy…
Let’s Say
Let’s say By: Audra Ohm Let’s say, Rosa Parks didn’t speak out. Let’s say, she buried her pain deep in that route. Instead, she pierced her lips and let fear close them shut. Then, moved to the back with a pain in her gut. Let’s say, Billy Graham didn’t give his life to God. Let’s…
The Last Time
By Audra Ohm If I knew it was the last time we would talk over coffee at the kitchen table. I would have asked more questions, put my phone down and turned off the cable. If I knew it was the last time we went for a walk together. I would have walked a bit…
You weren’t made for this world.
The sunlight never touched your skin. The wind never blew in your precious face. Your heart fluttered for brief moment of mine. Your memory will last an eternity. I never got to hear you cry. I imagine your laugh to sound like mine. You visit me in my dreams at night All your first were…
Here’s to the Ones
Here’s to the ones that left their homes, Headed for school or work alone. Grabbed their keys and got in theirs cars, Praying for a normal day, not one with scars. Here’s to the ones at the wrong place and time. Wrongly accused of an inconceivable crime. Put on trial with minimal evidence, Death row…
To the People
I wrote this poem around a year ago and never felt it was the right time to share it. Maybe I was scared to have my words out there, maybe I was thinking it was too heavy. Either way, I can’t keep it hidden any longer. My heart breaks for our country. I want peace,…
The Day the Clouds Touched the Earth
The Day the Clouds Touched the Earth By: Audra Ohm Summer days are for daydreaming into the sky. Stretched out over a homemade quilt grandma made. Guessing the different shapes that go by. “Look at that one!” yelled Charlie as he prayed. “That’s a warrior like me, ready to conquer anything!” “Mighty and…
Lord, I can’t Breathe
By: Audra Ohm Nothing I say can take away the painNo words can erase the pastNo sentence can bring back the slain My ignorance is tolerated no moreThe land of bliss is rotting from the coreLord, I can’t breathe Nothing I re-share will clear my privilegeNo post can make it rightNo amount of time will…
One Horned Flying Horse
I look in the mirror and what do I see? One horn on my head, not two or three Everyone I see has more than one They are all alike except for me I stand alone in my pail plain skin While others around me all blend in Different colors all around I’m outside the…
Stone by Stone
Hands tightly grabbed each of her arms carrying her down the long dirt path A sin exposed for all to see regret, sorrow, pain, and presumable death They threw her down against the wall her face landing in the dirt Her hands gripping the tiny stones beneath her tears falling onto her soiled scarlet skirt…
child of mine
the enemy whispers into your ear lies fill your mind hate leaves your mouth hurt comes in the form of tears day after day hour by hour minute by minute you fight what they say you are a loser you are unworthy you are not loved you are mediocre these are lies disguised as truth…
Hope Matters 