Talking god

Ever feel as if that voice is just hinting away, Those conversations are too close, That you hear inspiration behind words, People thousands of miles apart saying the same thing, Or is it the moment, The world is in chaos, Is it the wild turbulance, Driving the, “no atheists in foxholes” event, We stand looking…

The ghostly ring

Rings… ring… ring… Charges the telephone, Hanging on lonely wall, Bring… ding… lonely ring… Not a soul to hear, Haunted call by lonesome man, Calling into oblivion, The lonely phone, Hanging by a thread, There on lonely, Deserted farm road, Under buzzing halo, Ring… ringing… you.