While the Angry Earth Growls Beneath my Feet

Auditory Visions as a youth, early morning dawn where sun greets this fiery lake, a day (or was it, days), of skipping school leading to a barren wilderness of pre-mature philosophical truths, while the angry earth growls beneath my feet, I walk on in later years upon the “black ice” of the day and risingContinue reading “While the Angry Earth Growls Beneath my Feet”

Words & Steely Knives

My Life Turned Around: Words and Steely Knives Have you heard: “And they will defile My secret place; For robbers shall enter it and defile it.”                                                                                                                         Ezekiel 7: 22 These steely knives meant to slice through the anger of the spoken word, vehement by nature as on a cutting board of hardened bamboo andContinue reading “Words & Steely Knives”

A Black Man Once Told Me

John Gregory Evans © 2019 It remains not mine to say whether I would pity a colorful word of verb and noun, or, from where it may come, or the color of its skin, for I have seen the Lord, and, know him to be of spirit not acquainted with such superficialities. I believe inContinue reading “A Black Man Once Told Me”

Oh, Dear Angel – Come Back to Me!

John Gregory Evans © 2019 Arriving home late one night, appeared a gentleman from out of the darkness, from out of night, His skin was dark, his face was bright, for he carried a smile of intended delight, A thing was noticed within the course of this night, was that the gentleman was – politelyContinue reading “Oh, Dear Angel – Come Back to Me!”