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Mac Wilkey
Mac Wilkey
(October 9,1948 / Dayton, Tennessee)
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Mac is an electrical engineer with the Tennessee Valley Authority who writes poetry as a sideline. Although he has written poems and short stories since his college days, his outputincreased sharply beginning in 1990 when God seemed to be giving him specific glimpses of life and concepts and characters in the Bible. His first book, God Let Me See the Hedge, was published by lulu.com in September 2004. Other specific poems have been published on various Internet sites including christianpoetry.com where his poems were twice selected by John Evans as the focus for his monthly editorial. Mac is planning to publish a second book to be titled My Dad Never Took Shortcuts in late 2005. The new... more »
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Mac Wilkey Poems
A Spaceship Landed Over There
A space ship landed over there
No one’s believed me yet
I walked on over after dark
And took my friend the vet... more »
A Whirling Wind Uplifts A Leaf
A whirling wind uplifts a leaf
Brings childish laughter midst my grief
And though my sorrow tears at me
There’s also room for Lana’s glee.... more »
Pain Has A Face
Yes, pain has a face
It's not that obscure... more »
God Knows Who Anonymous Is
God knows who anonymous is
He knows why storms hit or miss
He governs all of nature's laws
For each effect, He is the cause... more »
A Preacher Came Up From Georgia
A preacher came up from Georgia-he was looking for some souls to win
He was in a bind; he was way behind-he was willing to buck the trend.
He first went up to Smyrna, a church out in Tennessee
And ...... more »
Getting Back To The Stable At Christmas
The rancher rode his horse one night, the snow piled on the trail
He’d traveled far to get back home, but feared that he might fail
But when the stars shone brightly; he knew he wouldn’t stray
The ...... more »
Rags To Riches
“Show him our finest, ” the shop owner said
“This customer’s richer by far
“Than anyone else that you’ve seen in our store
“Don’t stare; no don’t glance at his scar.”... more »
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Pain Has A Face
Yes, pain has a face
It's not that obscure
It's gleeful, good-looking and bright
It shines thru the storm
Of inner-most dread
And stares at me into the night
And pain has a voice
I hear it at times
When otherwise happy I'd be
It lasso's my heart
And ties it in knots
And tells all the rest I'm just me
But pain has no hands
To grip and to hold
Or legs to keep pace with my own
So I can pretend
By distance and years
That rascal has left me alone
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