Apr 122015
 
English: Pond Reflections Winter Scene. Glebe ...

English: Pond Reflections Winter Scene. Glebe Gardens. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Pool reflecting world

Surface hiding the true depths

Like most that we see

DWPenner 2003

Feb 092010
 

My Chains are Gone! | Authspot. A spiritual verse by Margaret Alden:

A desire for the much more.

Jan 222010
 

Collide | Authspot. An intimate poem

Mags Alden:

Dreams collide.

Jan 162010
 

Smoldering Creativity

Take a dip into creativity.

Love being splashed by ripples of living water.
Reminding me that nothing is impossible for God.
Fresh possibilities feeding me creative embers
That are near death, smoldering within my soul.

Mags Alden, June 28, 2009

Jan 162010
 

Creativity Plunge

Colours evoke creativity

Orange passion sunsets
Deep sea blues
Tulip red
Plunge into creativity
Immersing my soul in destiny love

Mags Alden, June 16, 2009

Alternate Title “Plunge Into Creativity – Colour Plunge”

Jan 132010
 

King of Golgotha Hill

I was inspired to write this while trying to help Margaret find her inspiration for a poem. She had a few words, “King” “Hill” and “Tree” and this is what my mind came up with. “Golgotha” is the name of the hill the crucification of Christ took place on.

King of Golgotha Hill
Fruit on man-made tree
Gift for all mankind
Lift us up forever

DWPenner, July 26, 2009

If you liked this, please check it out on Authspot: King of Golgotha Hill, and my other offerings through Triond.

Jan 102010
 

Surrender

When every ounce of fight has gone.

Surrender to the sirens ringing in my head –
Resistance is futile my brain cells are dead.
The dreams that kept me flying have turned to vapor.
Entering the eternal mist –
Staring blankly at the ceiling –
Regret to exist.

Mags Alden, 2009, April 27
Jan 092010
 

Complex Enigma

God; is the only one not restricted to a box.

Life source, Higher power, God; is the only one not restricted to a box. If this being is, man has placed him there. We are not puppeteers, placed on Earth to tug his strings. Higher power is not instant coffee. His lessons and perplexities take our life’s journey to fathom. If then, limited understanding is gained.

God is not a plastic surgeon. His cuts are far from precise. He does not sew neatly to cover up our scars.

On the first step of my journey, my foot will move forward soon. Your journey is different from mine. We are all travelers moving. Take courage along for the ride.

Mags Alden, Mar 30, 2009