Posted in Fiction, Poetry

Weeds of Life: a Sonnet by L. M. Montes

A daydream takes the mind upon a flight
of visions dancing ‘cross the brain of sight,
imagine if you can a tale of weeds
clawed and deep within the flowers of seed,
choking out such beauty to die and bend
never to grow up but meet its end,
but fingers claw and pull out from the muck
life’s problems sewing in and now are stuck,
yank once then twice and thrown aside and out
of God’s garden that man has strewn about,
at last sun’s rays uplift His color wheel
of blooms with sweetest scents that touch and heal
our body, mind, and soul from evil’s clutches,
blessing all who bow, and Jesus touches

Posted in Fiction, Poetry

Hanging by His Hand by L. M. Montes

The present is but a wave
creeping toward the shore,
then in a breath it’s gone–
backwards evermore.

In life our friends and family,
warm our hearts and stay,
in our minds and in our soul,
then gone to our dismay.

Time’s wind blows at vicious speeds,
our memories we take hold,
that is all we have one day,
when we are growing old.

Alone we feel when most are gone,
as to the grave they go,
where does one lean in nothingness,
no one is there, you know.

But Christ is here and looking down,
and sees our pain that stands,
His love surrounds and comforts,
as you’re hanging by His hand.

by L. M. Montes

Posted in Social

The Light That Shines

In an ever darkening and dangerous world, an evil exists pulling life increasingly downward by a thread. With a slow pull so minute one can not perceive the movement, yet it is there. The thread is so thin it is almost invisible. Humans run and scurry from the danger. Thinking lacks. Running overtakes. Words spew from evil’s mouth, and many believe the words without thinking about what the evil words are saying. Division cuts the culture like a knife caused by the evil from within. Anger and rage sweep many. They turn on one another. Why? No reason, other than they believe the evil darkness of lies that are sickening the many.

BUT…a light shines within the soul of all men. This light comes from words of love, kindness, encouragement, and acts encompassing these light filled words. BE A LIGHT IN SOMEONES DAY. Spread joy. Earth is filled with a multitude of different people. Coming together, instead of allowing ourselves to be divided, is who we really are. Learn from one another. Hold the door open for someone. Tell someone they look nice. Say hi to somebody. Help out in your community. If you don’t know what you can do, ask someone. These words and actions of love and kindness shine a ‘light’ much much brighter than any evil that tries to break them down. I LOVE YOU ALL.

Numbers 6:24-26
“The LORD bless you and keep you; The LORD make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; The LORD lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.”

Posted in Poetry

Ghostly Mist by L. M. Montes

Ghostly mists arise and hover,
above the valley floor it covers,
mountain walls surround and hide,
the evil secrets that reside.
When happiness pushes through and in,
a bloody horror stabs and wins,
What is this mess that is so wrong?
A sickening stench so sick and strong.
But love so great, the only answer,
Can overwhelm this evil cancer,
Shining down from God most High,
Is peace and love, then horror dies.

by L. M. Montes