Saturday, October 30, 2010


by: R.A. Slater

I can't help myself
As I stand beneath
Your glorious canopy
Stretching as far as the eye can see
In every direction
I am obsessed with Your heavens
Billowing clouds in cotton hues
Golden rays of bloodshot sunsets
Starlit glimmers in the dark of night
Oh but looking is not enough
I must set these visions for all eternity
Picture after picture I snap
To keep the rembrances
Of Your glory
Close at hand
One never being enough
Always needing just one more
One more moment frozen in time
Memory forever in my hand

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Shepherd's Voice

Shepherd's Voice
by: R.A. Slater
Sound Bites Series #5

Strange the dreams we dream
Of a little lamb
Struggling to break free
To escape the mucky pen
And frolic in fields of grace
Amidst the flowers and butterflies
Racing through the green grass
Chasing the clouds tail
Following the Shepherd's Voice
As He calls to her
Above the buzzing bees
And His arms embrace her

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Having Faith

Having Faith
by R.A. Slater
Sound Bites Series #4

Sometimes having faith is as simple
As putting pen to paper
Watching the words flow
From it's rapidly moving tip
Rushing to set the sudden torrent
On paper as in stone
Stories of troubles heroes
Struggling to live and love
Poems of beauty and ashes
Torn from a tormented soul.

Other times faith is hard
Sitting for hours on end
Pen pressed to paper
Hard enough to leave a deep ink spot
Waiting for words to come
And hearing only silence
Wondering at the next leg
Of the wandering heroes' journey
Awaiting the next expression
Of a lonely soul's longing
Knowing the waiting is not in vain

Sunday, October 24, 2010


by R.A. Slater
Sound Bites Series #6

Here I sit in the quiet
Straining to hear Your Voice
Where it used to be
But all I get are bits and pieces
Intermittent sound bites
In the constant buzzing static
Like too many bees
On a quiet summers eve
Broken only when they pause
To sip the flowers sweet nectar
Allowing me to do the same
As I drink in every one
Of Your sound bites to me
Messages through the static of life.