Drift | Authspot.A romantic poem by Mags Alden Published on Authspot. – “Drift my love.”
Collide | Authspot
Leaping | Authspot
Leaping | Authspot. This is a spiritual offering from Margaret. I like the imagery involved in it. Her author’s remark — “Returning to Abba’s arms.”
I think “Leaping” is another nice one from Margaret.
~ Darrell
Smoldering Creativity
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
Citrus Burst
Citrus Burst
Candle wax that dribbles down the sides to its pending death.
Gloopy clusters of citrus burst
Candlelight quenching
Darknesses endless thirst.
Lovers embrace –
We give into the night.
Gently absorbing citrus burst
Candle flickering light.
Mags Alden, May 16, 2009
Collide Sensitively
Collide Sensitively
When we collide it doesn’t have to make a mess.
You’re a gift from heaven above –
Your mission on Earth
To show me the true meaning of love.
I might push you away
And say I’m better on my own,
But in my heart
You have made your home.
God has allowed you to see
The tenderness in me,
So you can caress my skin sensitively.
Then ours souls will collide as one.
Mags Alden, 2009, April 18
Will you save the next dance for me
I don’t mind if you step on my toes.
Will you save the next dance for me
I have a struggling heart.
I don’t mind if you step on my toes.
There’s just one thing that I need to know,
What is your definition of forever?
I don’t mind if you step on my toes.
Mags Alden, April 4, 2009
Love Affair
Reminiscences of love.
The walls remind me of the melody you sung
The walls remind me of when our love affair begun
The walls remind me of skipping footsteps in the hall
The walls remind me of when another teardrop had to fall
The walls remind me of the melody you sung
The walls remind me of when our souls became one
Mags Alden March 30, 2009
Bathe
Bathe
Soaking in his liquid love
Drenched from tip to toe.
Mending the scars
Embedded in my soul.
I can find my voice scream.
Mags Alden, April 5, 2009
Just To Be
Just To Be
Heaven needed me to love a stranger today.
Heaven needed me to show someone their passions flow.
Lessons have a ring of simplicity, like learning, just to be:
To know the pure embrace of the Heavenly Father’s Love.
To hum a lover’s melody.
To be kissed by the wind.
Now that is learning, to be.
Mags Alden April 1, 2009