Just a half century old fellow who loves Jesus, and other folks.
+ more bio informationMandible hewn clumps of moist yellow clay,Cadaverous brown humps in pallid grass layParched from the sun in a valley of shadowWhere ebon pallbearers drag the late millerA dirge that would stir the staunchest pillarRequiem in the formicary belowColonists teem in subterranean hallsMetropolitan needs continually callDetermined e... More..
I paint,Though no pallet heldBut with memories splayingOn loneliness stretchedAcross a critic's frameFirst she was my easel,Holding patient my ineptnessThen my canvasSo willing to acceptWithout appraisalMy every brushstrokeReal or abstractGesso my kisses untilHer amen image nowBlinds me to all exceptSo ill gifted am ITo rende... More..
My grandfather loved his roses. From the time when my memories go from toddling fragments, to well preserved scenes, I can remember how he cared for his little rose garden in his tiny West Virginia city backyard. In his garage that bordered the alley, were myriads of bags of fertilizer, aphid dust and a well oiled set of prun... More..
Children notice things that adults don't realize. Even though their ability to properly frame what they hear is limited by their years, they still listen and try to comprehend everything.For them it simply all boils down to the difference between right and wrong.When a public figure fails in his or her responsibility to choos... More..
Shovelful by ShovelfulWith every step downThis terracotta staircaseCustom carvedShovelful by shovelfulFamiliarity grows distantIt's demandsNo longer audibleUntil I am safe in my cellarOnly six feetFrom where I beganBut taking a lifetimeTo reach More..
One of the greatest test of the true marrow of a dad, is the a day of shopping with his preteen daughters, or daughters in my case. Being the proud chauffeur of two wonderful daughters ages ten and twelve, I have had first hand experience in this most unique experience. Planning a shopping trip soon with the blossoms of your ... More..
You have this friend, and he has a son who is really struggling with several areas of his life, school, friends, and cannot seem relate to his dad right now. Your friend is at his wits end, and has asked you to intervene, to talk with his son. His son had always looked up to you, ever since you taught Sunday school,likes and ... More..
If a diamond knew it's wealthOr gold how much it was worthIf silver regarded herselfWho would be rich on earth?Prosperity is aptly measuredOnly on scales of withoutFor beauty to blind eyes is no treasureAs is faith to one with no doubt More..
Don't askFor to askIs to dieI ask for Your guidanceSo wielding the death blowOf my prideI ask for Your friendshipSo begins the executionOf my lonelinessI ask for Your helpSo taken is the last breathOf my self-sufficiencyI ask for Your forgivenessSo echos the final heartbeatOf my eternal prisonDon't askFor to askIs to die More..
She winkedI froze in hopeful almost disbelief,My heart waiting for a second confirmationMy throat in silent clutch,Breath poised waitingShe winked againYes! There it isMy shoulders swelled with life,My subtle glances finally rewardedI begin my advance toward herShe winks againMy thoughts stumbleShe winks againThere's somethin... More..
Darrell E Phillips
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