MoonBee Canady Poems

(A Temporary Co-Mingling)

Me, In My Bubble
You, In Yours
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There Is No Invasion To My Soul
My Heart and Mind Remains Whole
There Is No Invasion To My Soul
My Compassion Is Never Cold:
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One White Birch
Bears Our Names
Within Two Hearts
Arrow-Joint, and Aimed …
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Earth is Falling…
But Look! … at The Moon
She is Rising – Glowing
Like A Luminous, Curved-Spoon
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A Slashing Scalpel
Left Shredded Shrapnel
Now, Pity Pulsates
Ragged, Raw-Scraped
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Moon’s Pilgrimage … Across The Sky To Praise
The Maker and All His Wondrous Ways
Moon’s Pilgrimage … Rises High, In Grace
Yet, Still In A Humble – Pilgrim’s Place
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Young Cowboy On The Battlefield
Remembered His Mama’s Words
‘Just Make It Home, Son …’
Her Voice Echoed, As He Heard …
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… Of All The Moments
In Jesus’ Life
This … Is The One
Draws Me Closer To Christ
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Please Heal My Heart
From The Hope Of Love
Please Bandage The Bruises
And The Bleeding Thereof
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A Cowboy, Neath A Rainbow
Rode The Range, Far and Free
Holding Lightning Reins, and A Lasso
Strung Around His Untamed Dreams
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