The Wall of Fog Does Churn and Reach

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If the wall of fog does churn and reach If it breaks revealing the sun If creepy entropy robs my marrow If I find myself in peaceful rest If everything I own was suddenly dust If everything I own was suddenly gold If I captured a sunrise in a poem If I alienated everyone I know If it was suddenly illegal to be me If I am celebrated on high Though I be blessed Though …

Churning Light

Churning Light - The Daily Haiku - Aaron Blakeley - Blogger - Writer

Exploration runs in the veins of humans. We explore our world, we explore each other and ourselves. There is one mystery that I have found that satisfies but is always an ever running spring of fresh discoveries. God’s infinite horizons are forever churning with light.

Creator of Leaves – A Poem

Creator of Leaves - A poem - Aaron Blakeley- Blogger Writer Poet

Once in a restaurant after eating morning rays illuminating distant trees I lamented my being, not in the forest amongst the leaves How desire burned in me a deep sigh I have heaved from my responsibility, I longed for a moments reprieve And not to nap or be entertained To get lost in the embrace of nature and to consider the creator of this creature For in me and surely in you a wild abandon does …

The Makers Order

The Makers Order - The Daily Haiku - Web Comic Aaron Blakeley Blogger Longview Texas

Sometimes when I consider this world, our cells on up to our relationships, I am stunned. Believe what you will of creation whether it be a literal seven days or the cosmic dance of creation condescended to us as seven days. Our universe if a finely tuned watch and it is only the Makers order that keeps it in check. Both in his verbal order to exist and his organization of ever single atom and physical …

Shadow Rest

Shadow Rest

Nature can be so dangerous, a cliff, fog bank, tornado, avalanche; you name it! Nothing man-made releases the same amount of energy as nature left to its own devices can release. Stars explode, planets are cracked and melted into balls of lava in the void of space, yet in all of this God is not only in control but infinitely more powerful than all of these natural events combined. Truly his wrath is not only …

None More Wild

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There is something that calls inside of most people. A call to sweet abandon. It is a natural call but it must be focused on its intended object.

Sterile Praise

Haiku Sterile Praise - Daily Haiku Aaron Blakeley

Man will praise and perhaps I will become even more undignified than this.

Oaks and Crape Myrtles

Oaks and Crape Myrtles Aaron Blakeley - Daily Haiku

I have considering my own feelings towards the current climate in the culture. So much information that you can’t trust. This world is so full of lies and misdirection that there is no way your children won’t fall for at least a few of the lies. I was walking this weekend and I came across the ruins of an old monument sign. I was brick and overgrown by tree and vines. The bricks were loose but …

The Great Cloth – Poem

The Great Cloth - Poem By Aaron Blakeley

I have seen a great cloth covering my light pin holes in the black cloth in constellations like stars what if I was like that me a cloth covering the light inside every like I chose to touch was another pin hole constellations form one source of light

The Deep Wood

The Deep Wood - Haiku - Aaron Blakeley - The Daily Haiku Web Comic

I have lamented on more than one occasion about how I have filled my mind with utter filth on more than one occasion. Sometimes it has been simply filth for filth’s sake. Not even “dirty things” just violence or an immoral cavalcade with no story or lesson. The deep wood that places in the mind, in the heart, in the attitude that is quite and put there by the divine to ruminate and meditate on His …