"The Interested Man," A Poetry Post

The interested man
is an emblazoned obelisk,
standing erect and emboldened,
exhibiting his gift to be
both broad and sharp,
both firm and brilliant,
both dark and inspiring...
both grounded and sky high.

He is, certainly,
a monster in his own right...
traversing the forest of some
young woman's universe,
observing for evidence and scent
of her trees' deep and sweet sap,
plucking her favorite flowers and
setting them down upon her beautiful crown.

A lion, yes!
Prowling...
circling and watching,
circling and watching,
digging in for the right moment
to strike,
to demonstrate his
strength and wit.

You will never
have to wonder
if he is interested.

If he is interested,
he will come to you,
mounting his greatest overture,
reaching into your heart fingers that
God designed,
that from the beginning of time were trained to
play the right chords,
chords that open the secrets of life.

He does not hide himself.
He does not hide.

He announces his arrival.
He enters at the front door.
He brings down the house.

-T. D. James-Moss

Let's talk about the "Side-Chick Illusion." (Don't believe it brothers...)

You Miss, But You Promised

"The Fear," A Poetry Post

Don't run.
It is
only
your
renewed self
that
you
see there
in
the
mirror.

T. D. James-Moss

"Idols," A Poetry Post

When you have
thrown
down
your
idols,
your true God
will reveal Himself
nestled
within you and
present in
everything.

-T. D. James-Moss