You killed me In your mind No confrontation No bullet Poof. Gone. I was dead to you Except I’m not Our eyes meet Happen chance Perhaps. Or not. You’ve seen a ghost. Living. Breathing. I walk past the bananas Then past you You are white Gape mouth I now haunt you In my safe boundary … Continue reading Ghosted
Author: lisahirsch
I am repurposing life by taking experiences my sovereign God has allowed to pass through me and using them to give emotions a voice that might not be common or popular. My hope is to repurpose the negative into positive.
RANDOM | My thoughts and posts are random. My left side of my mind doesn't have enough time in the day to execute all that the right side dreams. Pardon the scattered thoughts. You might find some nuggets within the randomness. You might delight in the whimsey.
INTROVERTED I prefer the solitude of my home and quiet time. But we are most effective when we step outside our comfort zone. Writing affords me a voice that isn't always feasible when I try to speak aloud.
VISUAL LEARNER . I enjoy analogies, and hope you do too. They help me comprehend. Jesus used parables and it worked well for Him. I hope you're a visual learner too!
Messiah
Humble birth. Radical life. Excruciating death. For us. Unlikely circumstances. Details. So. Many. Details. Historically documented. Cynicism then. Cynicism now. Still for us. Sovereign. Waiting. For us. Burdened. Heavy loads. Still waiting. Yet. Evenso. Perhaps today. Glean wheat. Cast nets. Love unconditionally. Grace overflowing. Because. We are light. In the dark. Lights dim. Stage is … Continue reading Messiah
The Poet Who Didn’t Know It 