Random Acts of Poetry

red

and yellow

beach umbrella

blue cooler

pink

sand

bucket

under

straw hat

and stooped shoulders

I

spied God

today.

he lumbered

through

foot-churned

sands

while two

brown-skinned

children

played

in

his wake.

arms

outstretched

to bear

the burdens

of their

excess…

yellow sand

shovels,

sunscreen bottle

and

sandcastle

mold

all

overflow

in

his embrace.

these tiny

colorful

God-gifts

of a

Father’s love.

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Comments

  1. says

    “foot-churned”… such a word, perfect, that. for such a poem.

    i’ve been thinking of you at the beach… you drawing lines in the sand for writing.

    so you have!

    when He makes a way… keep writing.

    how i send love!

    all’s grace,
    ann

  2. says

    a nice picture of seeing God presented in a path of discriptive words leaving a loving trail – i liked this: “God-gifts of a Father’s love.”

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