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All My Posted Poetry From 2018

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These are not in the order I wrote them in exactly, rather they are in the order I posted them in (the order they were posted on the site, since I cannot easily look through my old Facebook posts). I shall point out ones that I actually like particularly. Let me know which ones are your favorites!

Fall or Shine (I dislike this title, perhaps simply “Shining” would be better)

Midday sunlight falls
Sunset and sunrise sideways
Never falls, but shines


The Soldier and a Child

I am a weary soldier, cold and bent,
A dark and heavy cloud bends down my head.
A child I passed who called before I went:
I halted, breathless, held by what she said.
As light, unbreaking chains her words had shone;
As calling me from hard and blackened sleep,
It taught me that I should not walk alone;
I drew my heart from shadow dank and deep
And gave it in an answer to her there.

A moving mask my face with trouble lined
Spilled death stained breath that mingled with the air,
And gladness sprang of love and likeness kind.
Her glistening hair, my thornwood stick, we talked
A while in quiet thoughts of burning truth:
Our family fighting fear where slaves had walked,
Friends kept in shining eyes with humble ruth.
And long we stood and spoke of good that war
Cannot defeat while soldiers meet it more.

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Eighth Collection of Seven Dailies

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Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page!

That would never happen to a real rhinoceros.

– Snoopy in Peanuts by Charles Schultz

 

To Any One

Go not forth to call Dame Sorrow
From the dim fields of Tomorrow;
Let her roam there all unheeded,
She will come when she is needed;
Then, when she draws near thy door,
She will find God there before.

– By George MacDonald

 

My Grief is hidden in the ground out of sight,
As the Thunderclap forms the crooked Fulgurite.

– Patrick Lauser, from a Twine adventure I am making

 

I believe Bopomofo should replace Pinyin. Who’s with me?

 

Lead on, O King Eternal, we follow, not with fears!
For gladness breaks like morning where’er thy face appears;

Thy Cross is lifted o’er us, we journey in its light:
The Crown awaits the conquest; lead on, O God of might.

– From Lead On O King Eternal by Ernest W. Shurtleff

 

Will ash
Be sifted through
To raise the shaking sparks
And burn the fields and forests all
To ash?

 – Patrick Lauser

 

When we tug on a single thing in nature we find it attached to everything else.

– John Muir

Till again! God be with you!

– Patrick Lauser

Sixth Collection of Seven Dailies

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Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page!

Rise with the rosy light, right your way,
Clothe yourself in craft and fiercely cry;
The world, the watching, the ways of them,
Nay, the never-ending sound of night;
They force offense on the friends of law:
The crooked colour of the high cloud
Shall judge their injustice with fell joy.

– Patrick Lauser

 

It should never be “Quantity versus Quality”: they must work together.

Quality can hardly exist without quantity, and quantity without quality is useless.

– Patrick Lauser

 

“You come of the Lord Adam and the Lady Eve, and that is both honor enough to erect the head of the poorest beggar, and shame enough to bow the shoulders of the greatest emperor on earth.
Be content.”

– Aslan in Prince Caspian by C. S. Lewis

 

“Now are the clouds like fiery shrouds; the sun, superbly large,

Slow as an oak to a woodsman’s stroke, sinks flaming at their marge;”

– From The Ballad of the Boat by Richard Garnett

 

The Moment Thought

A hand
On the shoulder
Laid in purposeful rest
Says a word in silent fullness
And peace.

– Patrick Lauser

 

There are two things you will never get used to:

Heaven, and Hell.

– Patrick Lauser

 

A Wind in the Heart
Breathes a token of Fear,
Darkness builds his Art
And lays foundations here.
While hopeless in strife
He has wounded me sore,
In the Light of Life
There is opened a Door.

– Patrick Lauser

Till another week, God be with you all!

– Patrick

Fourth Collection of Seven Dailies

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Another collection of seven dailies from the Facebook Page!

Let eyes be opened in this world, truth taught by truth, and the thoughts of many generations weighed in the balances that are dusty and unused.

 – Patrick Lauser

 

Who hath wrought and done it, calling the generations from the beginning? I the LORD, the first, and with the last; I am he.

Isaiah 41:4

 

At the Temple of Truth in the glory of your Name I will worship the King of Peace.

– Patrick Lauser

 

“How can such a very little creature as you grant or refuse anything?”

“Is that all the philosophy you have gained in one-and-twenty years?”

– From Phantastes by George MacDonald

 

Enlarge my Steps

A Star,
A King enthroned,
A Light in glory raised;
A glint, a song, its pureness praised,
And lost.

– Patrick Lauser

 

I have made the earth, and created man upon it: I, even my hands, have stretched out the heavens, and all their host have I commanded.

Isaiah 45:12

 

“The children huddled close together on each side of Puddleglum. They had thought him a wet blanket while they were still above ground, but down here he seemed the only comforting thing they had.”

– From The Silver Chair: Travels Without The Sun, by C. S. Lewis

Till next week, God be with you!

– Patrick

Third Seven Dailies Collection

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Here is the third collection of seven past dailies from the Facebook Page! This includes a couple cinquains and a quote from my small book (which is really a long short story, but almost novella length).

November Night

Listen…
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.

– Adelaide Crapsey

 

Lying Thankfulness

Inside
The doorless walls
Of false content and peace
A soul in truth is not a soul
But lies

– Patrick Lauser

 

Bless the LORD all his works in all places of his dominion: bless the LORD, O my soul.

Psalm 103:22

 

“They were weeping for it everywhere, as they had been always. She who stood there screamed and stabbed for torment of hate and loss, and from marshes and cities all desire that had not learned its own futility rose and swelled in hers. The litany of anguish poured out as if it were the sound of the earth itself rushing through space, and comfortless forever the spinning globe swept on, turning upon itself, crying to itself; and space was the echo of its lament, and time was the measure of its sobs.”

– From “The Greater Trumps” by Charles Williams

 

Feelings are like conclusions: they can be correct or incorrect. Unlike conclusions, they do not always come from you, and so are not a part of you, unless you choose.

 – Patrick Lauser

 

“As they went further towards the sun the trees became larger, spreading and twisting, turning the sun’s light into a self-strangling mesh of ever sharper shadows and ever fiercer light.”

– Patrick Lauser, from my book, “A Foreshadowed Way”

Wah! That was the nice cover of my little novella! Where did it go?

 

Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.

Psalm 143:10

Till next week, God be with you all!

Patrick