Nighttime

Nighttime

Solace, solace,

Shimmering silence,

Amidst a sleepy, somnolent sigh,

A peace within; without,

Upon a wisp of every whispered wish-

And, wonder,

All welcomed,

Nighttime descends.

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 18, 2016

Bean Soup

Bean Soup

I only saw you cry,

Once,

Over bean soup,

Four boys,

No, five…Dad, too,

You wanted one daughter,

You tried four times,

Best boy Mom that God could make,

And, we got her,

You,

You slaved over that bean soup,

Pride and joy,

You smiled,

We joked,

You cried,

First time we got you flowers,

All five of us,

And, we said…Sorry,

Thank, God that’s over,

Back to normal,,

Back to joy,

Back to smiles,

Back to laughter,

Best Mom, ever!

(No more bean soup, though).

Peter Lowell Paulson

March 7, 2016

PS Happy Birthday, Mom a couple of days early (March 11^th)

Who Was Jesus?

Who Was Jesus?

 I’ve had to read (and, rightly so),

In history (what do we know),
Of Jesus, did he walk on earth?
From skeptics of a virgin birth.

 They question variated word,

Of Gospels, and the tales we’ve heard,
Decrying its veracity.
All claims in historicity?

The methods are empirical,

To strip away the miracle,
And, in this search there is a plan,
Jesus, like us is just a man.

Yet, once I’d read their hardened stance,

I think about my second chance,
I tried life by myself, you see,
It’s Christ who gave me victory!

We read once more the Gospel view,

About the Son of God they knew,
From cross, to grave; who then was raised,
From fear to faith Disciples praised!

Yes, this is He the Christ I’ve known,

Who tears me from my comfort zone,
Now, as He loved; so I must love,
And, ever praise my God above!

Peter Lowell Paulson

February 15 2016

I Found an Angel

I Found and Angel

In dark of morning; pillowed head,

I find an angel in my bed,

Across the silken sea she slips,        

Caressing tender fingertips.

No words expressed in moment’s held,

As wedded hands begin to meld,

Remembered you in bridal dress,

You said, “I do”; my mind said, “Yes!”

And, I, “I do”, “I do”, “I do”,

Nobody else, but only you,

And, for today no trial I’ll dread,

I found an angel in my bed!

Peter Lowell Paulson

February 11, 2016

Morning's Sunrise

Sunrise

With racing and exultant heart,

Extravagant! At daybreak's start-

Upon the glassy water wed,

The heaven's mirror'd morning red!

Oh, share with me as you and I-

Subsume each color from the sky,

And, stroll once more upon the sand,

Enjoy each moment hand in hand!

Peter Lowell Paulson

January 27, 2016

  

The Snowbound Wren

The Snowbound Wren

White frigid puffs the snowbound wren,

Suffused within her winter glen,

Mere bits of bud on twig she'll stand,

Purview her glist'ning wonderland.

Safe harbors of the distant spring,

No bounteous breakfast offering,

One moment's rest in winter'd tree,

Then into morning's forage flee.

And, here by hearth the fire warm,

I gaze all safe from winter storm,

Such beauty since I don't know when,

Perchance to spy the snowbound wren!

Peter Lowell Paulson

January 21, 2016

Kids

Kids

Every day,

Kids drive you crazy,

Crazy good,

Crazy nuts,

Where would I be without,

Crazy,

Every day,

Kids are needy,

Warm milk in the morning,

Two books at night,

Where would I be without,

Needy,

Every day,

Kids get me laughing,

Over silly things,

Out of the bluest, blue…

Where would I be without,

Your laughter,

Every day,

Kids are so loving,

Drawings from school,

Hugs on the couch,

Where, dear God,

Oh, where would I be without,

Your loving!

Peter Lowell Paulson

January 17, 2016