Stop and Ponder the Poems


What I love about poetry is its complexity. Like Mary Poppins’
bag, countless things are found upon searching. Imagery, tone, rhythm, etc. are
all condensed into just a few stanzas; condensed in such a way that we can chew
on the literary work all day.

Literature in general is just lovely.

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Oh Society!

Your mind would prove a naked fright
without its fabrications,
just as your pretty body'd be
if worn only up to your knees.

Have you noticed that mankind is the only living thing that pretends to be something that it is not? What would happen if we actually told one another that we were not simply 'good' when someone asks? What would happen if we actually confessed our sins to one another as God called Christians to do?

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