In Flight

Apple juice
and sore knees,
drifting sleep
and mild turbulence,
plastic wrapped food
on slippery trays.

Delays on the tarmac,
waiting in queues,
snatched conversations,
and a little girl Ava
hugging my leg.

Icy blasts of
cruel air conditioning
tempered by lurid blankets,
and miniature pillows.

Complimentary papers
and bland magazines,
movies to be watched,
willing time to be stolen,
day and night chasing
us right around the globe.

Genuine time travel
and body clock confusion,
desperately willing the destination to arrive.

Joy and thanksgiving
at every safe touchdown.
Understanding the privilege of
God's revelation and
miracle engineering,
may I never take for granted
this long distance flight.

Fire Fall

Holy Spirit incendiary
flame tongued
wind ripped
structure shaking
life changing
outpouring.

Extraordinary manifesting
in ordinary people.
Not intoxication
but liberation
into Spirit language
and power.

Minds blown.
Gospel sown.
Radical boldness.
Huge harvest.

Willing souls
drawn towards
personal salvation granted,
eternal life gifted,
and joy enabled for evermore.

Identity Thief

Am I a boy or a girl?
My school says I can somehow choose,
although it does look plain to me.

I wonder why the adults are talking so.
It seems as if they should be joking
when they say such things,
but their faces are straight and serious.

I wonder if they will
let me choose next year
which animal I would like to become.
Surely now I can choose anything
and everyone will have to agree.

I think I would like to be a cat.
I will move around on all fours,
dress all in black,
and lick cream from a saucer.

I will still be able to sleep on my bed
(my parents will be pleased),
but curled up at the bottom
as do the rest of my kind.

Perhaps when I am older
I will choose to become some other animal.
Maybe a horse because they are strong
and can gallop quickly away
from things that trouble them.

My teacher has given me a form to tick.
Do I feel like I am a boy or a girl?
I shall not tick either.
I will write I think I am a cat
and see what she does next.

New Age

A new age is here,
a madness epidemic
sweeping the sphere
seemingly unstoppable.

Illogical lies
are neatly wrapped
in double think,
and sold as brave new truth
around the globe.

Ancient falsehoods
hewn from the pits of hell,
repackaged as enlightened scientific fact
about our origins.

Higher education
forces focused young minds
to submit to the extreme corruption
of intelligent thought,
and willful rebellion against the Creator.

Male and female(as obvious reality)
no longer exists,
the plain truth
ripped and scattered
as fragments in the wind,
able only to be gathered
by the most determined souls.

Practitioners peddle their particular healing,
promising by pressing your head
to unlock up to 10,000 years of pain.

The world has left its senses by the door
and has gone into a particularly nasty storm,
of buffeting winds of nonsense,
and thick darkness that fuels despair.

God do not leave us in this place.
In your great love
bring your light
and your truth
back into
this bad new age.