Category: Unchained Tongues
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Let Love……
Your love. Deeper than the darkest ocean. Touching my depths. Healing the wound that came when hearts turn away from you. Healing the hurt I never knew owned so much of my soul. It has to be deep, love, to go down so far. To go down into the lost places. lost hope. lost love. lost sight.…
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SLEEP, BABY, SLEEP
The silence is a lullaby that sings me into peace. And yesterday is quiet now as past, it is deceased. No longer, can I hear the sound of the howling of the pain. The heartbreak just a passage to my life now wide-awake. Awake to joy where sorrow loomed. Awake to hope, swallowed the doom.…
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Temporary Things
These temporary things These light afflictions Can’t compare To the glory found in me
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THE GIFT
It’s a rare gift when a parent receives a moment in time that resolves all the moments that came before it. This poem is the memory of one such gift. Dedicated to my daughter for her strength, resilience, and devotion to love!
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Across The Table
I don’t want to climb a ladder I want to sit across a table Look into your eyes And commune with your heart
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MOTHER
This poem is about a woman trying to serve her family while the demons of the past haunt her. They spoke death and doubt to her. She mustered up the strength to raise a family in the midst of the mental onslaught with her Redeemer by her side. It may seem dark to some, but…
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THE ROAD HOME
The road home is like a long yesterday I can’t forget A distant memory that’s constant, present
CRISIE HUTCHINGS 