SONNET

TEXAS SPRINGTIME

The frost has slipped away

While the winds wave goodby

Then the leaves venture this green day

And the grasses eye the sky.

The Blue Stem awakes with Canadian Wild Rye

On the banks of Bear Creek with berries in bloom

Asserting the Texas loom in fields to glorify

Grape vines in the chorus with Red Buds shyly soon.

Along Lake Buchanan shores the poppies open their eyes

To see blue skies with billowing clouds over the hills

And the hills comes alive with blue Bonnets to reach the sky

While willow and elm trees bow to nature’s will.

Man rejoices with Nature for our nation

While the Master Designer smiles for His creation

.GLAWS/06DW

JARS OF CLAY

JARS OF CLAY(2/98)

Treasure in Jars of Clay

But we have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us.2 CORNITH 4:7We have this Treasure in jars of clayLet the Light shine out of darkness...We are not crushednor perplexednor abandonnor destroyedSo we carry this Treasurein jars of clayFor what is seen is temporary..We will not lose heartnor momentary troublesnor distressnor painBut what is not seen is eternal..and eternal..Inwardly we are renewed each day shown the knowledge of theTreasure and in glory and strength__G.LAWS


God, be mercyful to me… God, be mercyful to me on Thy grace I rest my plea Plenteous in compassion Thou Blot out my transgressions now Wash me, make pure within Cleanse, oh, cleanse me from my sin My transgressions I confess Grief and guilt my soul opress I have sinned against Thy grace And provoke Thee to Thy face I confess thy judgement just Speechless, I, Thy mercy trust I am evil, born in sin Thou desirest truth within Thou alone my Saviour art Teach Thy wisdom to my heart. Make me pure, Thy grace bestow Wash me whiter than the snow Gracious God, my heart renew Make my spirit right and true Thy salvation's joy impart Steadfast make my willing heart Broken, humbled to the dust By Thy wrath and judgement just
Let my contrite heart rejoice And in gladness hear Thy voice From my sins, oh, hide thy face Blot them out in boundless grace.lYRICS BY JARS OF CLAY BANDREDEMPTION ALUBM

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BALLAD

CAROLYN

She lived on Kelly Avenue

I would not be late,

I arrive at quarter of six

Nervous for our first date.

She stepped out on the porch

Shadowed by the moonlight

She could have been an angel

In her dress of pink and white.

Chorus

I fell in love at a picture show

At a drive-in all around,

Loving beneath a canopy of stars

Living in this Gulf coast town.

Two teenagers sitting side by side

With hearts all aglow

Our arms were embracing

While watching the picture show.

We came down the side walk

Glancing at each other

I opened the door as I should

Knowing there would never be another.

She sits beside the door of my car

As we drove to the picture show,

Our minds had visions of romance

Just waiting for the word go.

Chorus

I fell in love at a picture show

At a drive-in all around

Loving beneath a canopy of stars

Living in this Gulf coast town.

Two teenagers sitting side by side

With hearts all aglow

Our arms were embracing

While watching the picture show.

I found a spot in the parking lot

And then the show started.

My mind was not on the show

While we still sat apart

I slide my arm on the seat

She slide to my side

My heart began to pound

My love would not hide.

Chorus

I fell in love at a picture show

At a drive-in all around

Loving beneath a canopy of stars

Living in this Gulf coast town.

Two teenagers sitting side by side

With hearts all aglow

Our arms were embracing

While watching the picture show.

Our embraces were so sweet

Our kisses so divine

We were caught in loves grasp

Two hearts forever bind,

I fell in love at a picture show

At a place so long ago.

For after fifty years later

I still love her so.

Chorus

I fell in love at a picture show

At a drive-in all around

Loving beneath a canopy of stars

Living in this Gulf coast town.

Two teenagers sitting side by side

With hearts all aglow

Our arms were embracing

While watching the picture show

GLAWS/07

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HAIKU

Haiku (is a mode of Japanese poetry.. The traditional hokku consisted of a pattern of approximately 5, 7, 5 syllables, or on. The Japanese word on, meaning "sound", corresponds to a mora, a phonetic unit similar but not identical to the syllable of a language such as English. A haiku contains a special season word representative of the season in which the renga is set, or a reference to the natural world.Here are a few I have written-note the poem may be read in any sequence—line 1,2,3 or 3,21 or 2,1,3 and so on---all have to do with the natural world—

(Canyon Point Campground-97)

shadows on the trail

sliding down invisible

blue columns softly

HAIKU GLAWS/97

(Fishing at Canyon Lake-80’s)

i see summer moon

shadows valleys far below

bathes the mountains high

HAIKU GLAWS/80

(Elk hunting south of Flagstaff, AZ –88’s)

in the high mountains

snowflakes aimlessly covers

the herd quietly down

HAIKU GLAWS/88

(Enchanted Desert Navaho Reservation, AZ-87)

baby on her breast

ghostly forms on hogan wall

the pinion boughs burn

HA KU GLAWS/87

Some by Elizabeth Searle Lamb Casting into a Cloud, Southwest Haikuin

the high meadow,

moonlight muffles our horses hooves,

the elk still browsing

leaving the cabin

I put the old calendar

into my backpack

behind the pueblo

the presence of Black Mesa

this windy day

CM

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REVIS RANCH
(Superstitions Mountains-hike 80’s)

corral fence down low

calf bawling in the twilight

the west wind blows high

(HAIKU GLAWS/80

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Mesquite Trees
I (Dog park, Mesa, AZ/07)

a dog running by

Sonora doves flitter down
in mesquite trees
Haiku(Glaws/07

Notice in haiku the first line is 5 syllaables, 2 line 7 syllables and the 3 line 5 syllables. Also the poem may be read in any order, such as line 1 and then line 3 and then line 2
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ELK HUNTING
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Elk hunting south of Flagstaff, AZ –88’s)

in the high mountains

snowflakes aimlessly covers

the herd quietly down

HAIKU GLAWS/88