Posts by wayneoconner
THE GREAT AND PRECIOUS LOVE OF JESUS CHRIST
OOPS: The audio has the date of September 29th but the date is the one listed in the written material below. THE GREAT AND PRECIOUS LOVE OF JESUS CHRIST Based on a song in a dream on the morning of 11/29/2015. I had been in a great deal of pain and had not slept much…
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BLOG INDEX MAY 2014 BLOGS 5TH, STRONGHOLD, PAPER 6TH, QUEEN OF HEAVEN, PAPER 30TH, PURITY BALL, PAPER JUNE 2014 BLOGS JUNE 12, FISH STORY, SHORT PAPER JUNE 23, POST COLLEGE DELIVERANCE, SHORT PAPER JULY 2015 BLOGS JULY 3RD, BUILDING A TOWER, PAPER JULY 3RD, MATTHEW 8, FLNT, DRAMATIC NARRATION JULY 6TH, TWO MISSIONARIES DREAM…
Read MoreAUTUMN’S SONG (FREE VERSE PROSE)
SUMMER’S THICK GREENERY IS RECEDING. AUTUMN HAS NOT ARRIVED BUT I SEE HER PEEKING THROUGH THE TINY DOOR WINDOW. FADED GREEN AND DULL YELLOW FOLIAGE CLUSTERS AMONG THE TREES. HIDDEN ARE THE LEAVES KISSED IN FLAMING REDS AND FIERY ORANGES. DAMP AND CHILL IS THE BREEZE THAT CHUGS UP FROM…
Read MoreHighways and Byways
When Jesus was 12 He confounded the religious elite of His day by answering questions about the Torah, and from the Prophets, with depth and scope and undeniable mastery. Jesus even answered questions with wisdom superlatively beyond His years that religious leaders were unsure about. For years he walked the dusty streets, as a…
Read MoreMorning Coffee
Morning Coffee While occasionally I drink coffee It is not a morning ritual for me. For some it is a quick series of slurps While scanning the newspaper. Others chug their mugs After scarfing down breakfast – Be it a hard roll in New York Or a Lumberjack special…
Read MoreLUKE 23, FLNT, WRITTEN BY DAVID DYER AND READ BY WAYNE O’CONNER
HAVE YOU SEEN MY LOVE (FROM HALF JACK AND LEPRECHAUN, A STORY FROM ADVENTURER’S HORN)
HAVE YOU SEEN MY LOVE? Have you seen my love? Have you gazed into her eyes? I’ve read that eyes Cannot change color. Not once, but several times I have observed those magic portals. Sometimes as through fog from a distance And also from a sweet breath away, When I feel like a man…
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CAPTIVATED Like stardust Sprinkled across Sable skies She dances along my path. Gossamer wings fluttering Softly as baby breath florals With every graceful floating step. Her lovely teeth Peek from perfect lips Brighter than the waning moon. I hear her tease me With a voice reminiscent Of tinkling brooks And melodious chimes. Captivated by her…
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