Offerings – Smith Shine Poetry

Night Sky

I stare at the night sky. Beyond the abyss. Patterns produce beats calling me into action. Shedding a light into my soul. Sparking the reaction. Good and evil crossing fine lines. I now graft like I’m dancing. Embrace responsibility like rhymes. There’s victory in a rock pile. Smash, smooth and stack them. Offer them andContinue reading “Night Sky”

In Christ I Stand

Again I start the ascent of repentance’ steep climb. Orienting towards what is mine. I contemplate and lay all at the altar. I have no offerings to burn, all I have to offer is my heart. For your supreme honour I present this in my words, my art. I look towrads the pitty, following theContinue reading “In Christ I Stand”