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Last to Sleep

The Framework

Good Things, Too

Needlessness

In View

Pure Thoughts With Ash

Sinful Man



Last to Sleep

(Miraculous Daughter)

Miraculous Daughter
You mold with words
Structure to every household
A woman's love to gently lead

You are not a quitter
You are the first to rise, and the last to sleep
Kindness irons out wrinkled homes.
Your prayers make God laugh 'Cause He's found favor in love.

At times you feel small
Never do you fail from discouragements
Winter's dust is good to you.
Joy is in your giving
You are a Miraculous Daughter.

                    — James Collins



The Framework

Bones aged
Everything now is a task
Mystery of movement ridicules me
And laughter tapered to silence

Dew rivers down
God delighted the framework
But why did He commit
Nature to age — sin?

On the tips of butterflies
Passengers hitch rides
Bugs precious recyclers
Everything finds its place
Even pain within the body

                    — James Collins



Good Things, Too

What I do not want
Tries to pile up in my mind
Then Satan extends position

There's the good things, too
Pictures of Beauty — colors - colors - colors
Kittens that come to stay
Upon beds and laps they lay
Purring day and night
They are part of family ties
And they let all know it.

                    — James Collins



Needlessness
Life's reminder
That it is good to be alive
Same wounds — just a different day.

I carry needless burden
Can I write with compassion
Love that I've never known
Listen for music in human heart
A world held up by ink.

We need not keep distance
God chastes our writers
Given to written smells
That the Lord somehow brings to life
Love splashed with Ink

                    — James Collins



In View
In the blue of morning
Geese fill the sky
Two columns that form The V
Take Thy birds, Lord,
Or cover them in flight
Let many elude the canons
That target the sky.
They fly so gracefully
Over California's men dressed in orange
Others are participating in view.

                    — James Collins



Pure Thoughts With Ash

Sincerity needs no veil
But here rich words are often misused
Not all are brothers of the Order
          — Jesus Christ —          
Implores all to love
No rotation to such a call
Just the constant "Will Do"
All learn that are willing
One accord … One hope
          — Divine Happiness —          

                    — James Collins



Sinful Man

Pottage of bones
Clay that radiates sin
Against God it is so
Hold dear to what He's given
Then you'll start to understand
All that is good —
Does not glitter

Separate yourself
And You'll inherit His Identity
As He Made it so
You have his Personal Proof of Service
And won't be burned with the chaff.

                    — James Collins


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