About Ray

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North East Ohio, United States
Good or bad, I encourage everyone to post comments (constructive critics prefered) about what ever you may read below. I'm no great writer, but I have fun with it. Hope you enjoy. Editors NOTE: For the record...I have included some poems that I wrote while being in sad/dark places. Writting down those feelinigs and thoughts would help get perspective on being sad. So I included them just to say, if you have ever felt this way, you are not alone. Write your own feelings down. Read over them and maybe share them with someone you love/who loves you. Don't let it bottle up.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Have you Considered?

Have you Considered?

The concepts you ponder, from here to the yonder
The thoughts that you think in your brain,
Theoretical concentration of the contemplation
Just might keep you partially sane.
Yet philosophy’s way, in man’s mind today
Distorted at best and here’s why
Pride pushes out God, his staff and his rod
And leaves you with I, Me, and My
Thinking together, they refuse to be nether
To the three an unthinkable notion
Serve a God who above so freely does love
They can’t spare the extra emotion
Biblically schoolish, man’s wisdom is foolish
Our thinking to God’s, not a match
True thought liberation, comes from God’s Salvation
A thought worth the effort to catch.

 

Ray W. 06/24 © 2011

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Seussesque tribute to the Same of Name

"Wawfullah Ball on Plupitor's Peek"


A perfect day’s catch for a Wawfullah Ball match
In the sky was no drizzle, just dry
The teams were all set for the game to beget
The trophy, was 3 stories high.


The Mitzan twice tooted, the players all scooted
On the field, so anxious to begin
The ref, he explained the rules to the game
Have fun, only one team can win

Thursday, June 09, 2011

twinklin' teardrop - we Live

(to the tune of twinkle twinkle little star)
twinklin' teardrop in your eye,
praying it's a happy cry.
smiling through emotions rain,
washing over joy and pain.
twinklin' teardrop in your eye,
in God's hand each one will dry.

Emotions rain of joy and pain
Healing tears of fears, of years
Saline wash the peasant posh
Through days and nights we live

Bottle request the psalmist addressed

To God entrust the tears we thrust
Recording each one the Father begun
No more if eternity we LIVE.

Rev 21:4 And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.