Let them shoot us in the head, My blood will grow roots and will blossom.
The Condemned Apple: Selected PoetryWhere the bright seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.
The Complete PoetryABYSS Our country lives Among the dead And dies among the living Sometimes.
The Condemned Apple: Selected PoetryI chase the wind and get lost in the clouds. I'm sweep into darkness in my search for the light.
Chase the Wind: A Book of PoetryA daily diet of God’s Word is guaranteed to bless.
Double Vision: Seeing God in Everyday Life Through Devotions and PoetryDreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.
Five Speeches to P.E.N. Clubs and a LetterOh! That was poetry!" said Pippin. "Do you really mean to start before the break of day?
The Fellowship of the Ring