Seth Gatchell
The Bystander
Simon, a bystander, visiting from Cyrene, Watching this spectacle, this cruel and bloody scene. Jesus, this bloodied man carrying a crossbar? Why is this crowd cheering? This scene is so bizarre. Staggering with its weight, drained, he fell on the road, Weakened by loss of blood, collapsed under the load. Roman soldiers grabbed me,…
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THE LIGHTHOUSE
Sometimes it seems my life is a wood sailing ship, An old three-masted ship, like Columbus’ trip. An Atlantic journey across uncharted seas, Some days pleasant and calm enjoying ocean’s breeze. But so many days seem like sailing in a mist. It’s hard to see the shore, a wrong turn did I miss? On…
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Jonah, the Rebel
Chapter 1 You desire redemption in the land of ISIS?!?!? To those barbarians?! Oh! This is a crisis! Don’t You see what they’ve done? Just why should I go there? They have shown no mercy! ISIS?? You should not spare! I will not fly eastward; to the west I will sail! Go to redeem…
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SCAMPERING
There is something in me, a restless scampering. My eyes, on frantic search for my heart’s pampering? From person to person my heart is on the hunt, Desperate to gain that for some pain I may blunt? Does it depend on me to find what brings me peace? I fear that if that’s true, this…
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Living Water
He walks on desert sands, scorching heat on his soles, A parched and weary man, craves, thirsts for water holes. Beating down upon him, the air, on fire, burning, His journey sapping strength, draining, waning, yearning. At last! In the distance! Palm trees surround a pool! Fronds blowing in the breeze, his sweat begins…
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Jade
Jade, a beautiful gem! You created this green! Colored lightly or dark, I love its shimmered gleam! Rings of jade man has carved, and a horse carved from jade. An artist skilled, but You, this gem of beauty, made. A different kind of jade sullies my attitude. Cynical, how I brood, callous, my sour…
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