GOING BACK TO FELLOWSHIP WITH THE FORGIVEN...

From this day forth my sanctity begins !!
To heed His call , I start again..

 To sit with the others who heard His plea..
 Forgiven sinners, just like me..

 To start again to walk this path..
No longer do I feel His wrath..

 To walk in Light where others trod..
From darkened ways to well worn sod..

 Forgiven sinners that's who we are..
Lest we forget, He bore the scars..

 A fresh new start , praise God I plea..
Thank You Jesus, you died for me..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
(Going back today to fellowship with the Forgiven)
On 04/28/13

PASSIONS WITHIN....

Unrest restlessness is this passion within..
Uncooperative emotions erupt, evolve, begin...

 Complicated by the shadows of secrets and desires..
 Compiled by indecency with complexities sultry fires..

 Passion can bring the best and the worst out in man..
 Darkness stirs embers to burn, causing a wasteland..

 Out of the ashes a sweet succulent petal descends ..
 Devastation gone, passions perfection cultivates to the end....

 Eternal everlasting passion blooms and the air is fresh and sweet...
 Inhaling fragrance so lush , as passion permeates..

 From distraction to destruction to uplifting beauty..
Passion completes and reacts in us fully..

 Causing sins of disturbing unconscionable acts..
 To a heavenly dimension of grace for which nothing lacks..

 PASSIONS WITHIN can cause us to react inhumanly or bring salvation to bloom..
 To breath in desires of love or lust, passions can conquer, can consume...

 Do not allow the folly of false passion undermine or corrupt..

Use passion to build, to cause its promises to soar as we drink from its cup ....

Patsy McNutt Morgan
04/26/13

 'The poet's mind is in fact a receptacle for seizing and storing up numberless feelings, phrases, images, which remain there until all the particles which can unite to form a new compound are present together.' T.S.Eliot

A RED BARN, A WINDMILL, A FARM AND THE EARTH THAT SURROUNDS THEM

Recalling my early childhood when mom and dad would have to go away..
 Leaving my brothers and sisters and I to stay with my aunt and uncle for a few days..

 They were hard working wheat farmers, tilling the rolling hills of the Palouse..
 The FARM was run with, what I know now, genuine ingenuity put to use..

 The air was sweet as you stepped outside to smell the EARTH around you..
 I recall , as a small child, the sun, moon and stars were so much brighter too ..

 The Farm was teaming with energy, with vibrancy, I always felt alive..
The RED BARN had cows that had to be milked long before the sun rose at five...

 There were chickens, a coop and plenty of farm fresh eggs to gather every day..
Even pigs grunting and routing around as my cousins slopped food to them each day ..

 The one thing that always held me spellbound was right in the middle of the Farm..
The WINDMILL .. it worked and gave energy to the farm , I marveled of its charm ..

 It stood so regal, like a giant, as this child stood and gazed skyward at its base .. I
 would gaze up at its whirling blades, as if it were chasing the wind in its face..

 Now when I see a windmill, still trying to stand erect in a vacant field, rusted and bent....
I can't help and wonder what it had done , so many years before it stopped and now irrevocably spent..

 How I do cherish those treasured memories so distant in my past..
The adventurous little girl , the excitement I recall , so many years ago, and how they went by so fast..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
 04/22/13

Dedicated to my Aunt Lavina, Uncle Herb My cousins, Richard and Robert

FOR BOSTON 04/19/13

Feeling a sense of relief tonight...
 Bathed in victory, satisfaction and light!!

 Though evil ruled briefly, righteousness rules for eternity..
  We are cradled, loved and are promised this security...

 To cradle majesty for just a single moment..
 To hear a voice with its conquering victory sonnet...

We weep for loss and pain..
 For emptiness, uncertainty, shame ...

To feel elation from a promise that all is well..
A promise that will always evolve eternal..

 Though tomorrow may bring certain destruction,..
 Tonight's celebration is exhilarating , without obstruction ...

We must learn that hatred is inevitable ...
 But love is the bread of life, so very formidable ..

 Let us bask in reality of righteousness and love,..
While we kneel and pray in acknowledgment from above...

May we learn to be vigilant, wise and live each day with purpose..
 Shielded with His wisdom, love, power with immeasurable surplus..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
 0419/13
(After the terror and capture of evil in Boston)

THE ANGELS AMONG US ....

When tragedy blackens and sears the horizon..
It rips and tears through humanity, there is no comparison....

 When evil erupts and marauds through our cities...
 To bring with it fear, darkness, pain. .it is such a pity !! 

Yet after the smoke and horror of such tragedy and grief..
God brings people of passion , and they roll up the sleeves...

One by one like angels they come..
It's like second nature to some.....

 Without hesitation, without fear, these servants get right to the task..
To tend to the suffering, the helpless, the wounded,so quickly, so fast..

Evil doers may raise up and try as they may, to terrorize this great nation..
Our God brings light to the darkness, heralds his army to His Graceland ....

So fear not, thank the Lord for His legion of servants and Angels among us..
 For they give us hope, love and resolve in the midst of turmoil, pain and callus ...

 There are Angels among us and we pass and rub shoulders with them daily...
  Lift up our collective voices and praise Him for those who serve Him bravely......
 
Matthew 23:11 "But the greatest among you shall be your servant".

 Patsy McNutt Morgan

04/17/13

PRAYER TO STRENGTH AND HEAL..

Reaching out to someone dear..
 Who is sick and weak and needs God near..
Be near to God, I pray this prayer..
 I lift my thoughts and prayers,
just to Let you know I care...
May He heal and strengthen each hour, this day..
Feel His presence as you rest today...
 Give to Him your body and soul..
He in turn will make you whole..
 Look to Him for courage, to heal..
His healing power indeed you'll feel !!

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
 02 / 18 / 13

BLANKET OF SORROW

 BLANKET OF SORROW..

Darkness and a silence has overtaken our land ..
Subdued and shaken by the twisted mind of a man..

Taken are the lives of so many very young and innocent souls..
Anguished tears are shed as prayers lifted to the Father to console..

Angels beside them as they mourn their terrible loss..
Prayers of millions knelt in prayer from  this tragic cause ..

A blanket of sorrow covers this great nation of ours..
Hearts torn in two over the loss of these delicate flowers..

They were just buds on this tree we call life..
Not yet ready to bloom, ruined by this blight..

Shaken to the core, we are desperate and tormented to understand..
To understand this evil that persistently happens again and again..

Take this opportunity to hold your child close when you kiss and hug  them goodnight..
Give them the assurance that you are always just a thought away and never out of sight !

Never out of sight in your mind, and that they are always  in your cherished loving  heart..
For they hold the key to each beating chamber, always and forever, right from the start!


Patsy McNutt Morgan
Written a day after the tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary in Newtown, Conn.
12/14/12




Patsy McNutt Morgan

CLOUDS....

My favorite pass time in the world, is laying in the grass and looking up at the clouds..
 I love the big white fluffy ones that look like God's cotton candy Spun and twirled around .......

 As I gaze, drift away, look and I ponder..
I start seeing faces of old bearded men ..
as I continue to stare in virtual wonder...

I am pretty sure I see the faces of Jeremiah, Moses,
 Abraham, and David...
Their long white beards and flowing windblown hair..
As they float by, I am tucking them away in
my memory to save it..

 I have no sorrow, no worry or worldly care...
I have no burden to weigh me down or bare ..

I see a stallion galloping across the heavens above me..
I see a white albino whale floating across the horizons blue sea..

 Is that an angel I see, checking on God's earth below?
 Jesus, is that You, leaning and listening, tending
to Your children as they come and as they go?

As I see different faces of men, mermaids, chariots and creatures..
All with distinctive looks, clarity and comical imaginative features...

My imagination heightened, my senses illuminated, as I scan the white formations..
Parading high, so high in the sky, These cloudy culminations..

 Briefly I have escaped to a place where no one can enter or ever sees..
Just my own imaginary images of celestial beings and things now and yet to be...

 I defy you to begin and take this celestial adventure with me..
 View the wonder that is right above you to imagine and to see..

Let your troubles and cumbersome worries be virtually carried away ..
Go ahead and try it TODAY, It will be OK....

 With each fluffy chariot of God and His heavenly steeds ..
As they take you along for this awesome adventurous imaginary ride with me...

Patsy McNutt Morgan

SO FAR AWAY...

SO FAR AWAY ...

(Inspired by music of same name by

Michael Hoppe)

So far away are the memories and thoughts of yesteryear..

Though they are scattered, they return, indelibly seared  !!......

So far away now are the near forgotten times..

Times  of sadness and what felt like an uphill climb.......

So far away now are the insurmountable struggles..

Life itself was strewn about like a unfinished puzzle.......

So far way now are the expectations of what God had in store..

The story is clear, the past is spent, open wide is the door........

Reflections, daydreams and wonders seem so far away,

The sands have shifted, it is a bright clear sky on a sunny day.......

Yes, my desires, dreams, and wonders are over as my days draw nigh..

My heart is grateful as I lift my voice in prayer with a fulfilling sigh.......

Dear Lord,  You have never once left me alone, never left my side ..

There were  some days I couldn't see or feel your love , I cried.......

It is certain and beyond those shadows I realize now, you were always near..

Yes, so close, I was never alone .. I  just had to acknowledge my mortal fear.......

Psalms 145:18

Patsy McNutt Morgan 

11/04/12

FORGOTTEN DREAMS...

Contented by the midst of day into evening light..
Where silence reigns above the calm, to caress the gentle night..

 Shadows from another time come dancing to and fro.
They echo from another life entrenched, encased and slow..

 Forsaken, forbidden, reckless shame rips these scattered dreams..
Entrapped by discontent and grief so far away it seems..

 Candles dance their flickered light like puppets on a string ..
 Swirling, twirling, twinkling bright, this magical lighted scene ..

 The night is long with dreaded bliss of reckless times undone..
Ghosts of yesteryear released forgotten times of fun..

 The ray of light brings down the dreams to recreate the dawn ..
 Forgotten dreams dance their way deep inside..
Fade away..
They're gone ..

Patsy McNutt Morgan

JOYFUL LAUGHTER #1

Have you ever heard the sound of someone 's laughter.
Across the room.. Down a hall, or in a crowded dining room..
 In a restaurant, where family and friends meet to gather ...

 A certain Laugh rings through the noise and clatter..
 Of dishes, glasses and all the other chatter..

 The laugh is happy, it lights up the room..
 Where otherwise it might or could be full of doom..

 No, I'd rather hear that sound of someone's laughter's glee..
Of someone's true happiness, having a laughing spree!! 

What is better than the sound of just one giggle or Laugh ??
Is hearing a chorus of many howling over someone's Gaff..

 It makes me smile or laugh myself..
To hear a stranger's laugh, not muffled or squelched..

 A full on belly laugh, heard in every corner..
Makes a room feel warm.. No one feels like A loner..

 Everyone looks around with a giggle or a chuckle..
Wondering who is laughing ,
Maybe they need too loosen their belt buckle ..

 We need to laugh and laugh real hard..
To free our endorphins.. To lighten up
and be a "Real Card"..

 I 'd rather be silly and be kinda annoying..
With joy and laughter with friends and family
I am enjoying..

 Rather than a pickle sucking jerk full of doom and gloom..
Sucking the air out every circumstance or room..

 I'll laugh until the day I die..
Entering Heaven's gates;  Smiling and laughing..
Giving Jesus a "high five"..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan=

THE CHURCH LADY PICKLED FACE SNARL...

We were enjoying a evening meal one night..
Jared, Jacob, Larry and I , we had a bit of a fright..

 Laughing, talking as we always do, sharing stories and fables..
I took a picture of the boys, Jared and Jacob, across the table..

 Sent it off to family for their enjoyment and pleasure..
 When one came back with a close up of a woman's facial displeasure..

 She was sitting behind the boys as I took a couple pictures..
She saw Jared kiss Jacob on the cheek .. It was a real treasure..

 She got caught on camera with her best "snarly pickled face". She was disgusted...
We laughed til we cried and then laughed even harder, til our bladders almost busted..

 She had no clue we caught her "church lady pickle face snarl"..
She will live in infamy and a face we Morgan's will constantly recall..

 We pull her face up when we want to let others in the family know we are disgusted..
 Her classic look of disgust and displeasure, just makes us all laugh .. And we say, LADY YOU GOT BUSTED!!!

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
04/10/13

JOYFUL LAUGHTER...

Joyful Laughter.. Have you ever heard someones laughter across the crowded room.. A loud yet joyous laugh, that clears the air of gloom... It may be in a restaurant, where loved ones go to gather .. Their conversation always seems to give way to lively silly chatter... Reminiscing as they eat of memories and stories.. Of the time that someone got caught in all their silly glory... There is that one laugh that raises above all the others.. The laugh is robust, without regard of who it may bother.. The laugh is happy, it simply lights up the room.. Others smile at the laughter heard, it shatters stillness, like a sonic boom.. What is better than the sound of a giggle or laugh ? It is hearing a chorus of many howling over someones gaff. It makes me smile or laugh myself.. To hear a stranger's laugh, not muffled, not squelched.. A full on belly laugh, heard in every corner.. Just makes everyone feel happy, not at all a loner.. Lets all laugh until we weep with tears of joy ... The world would be a much better place to enjoy.. I want to laugh until the day I die.. Entering Heaven's gate, smiling and laughing.. Giving Jesus a "high five".. Patsy McNutt Morgan Completely rewritten on 04/10/13

SOMETIMES....

SOMETIMES..... Sometimes life takes a bite out of you ..
 Instead of you taking a bite of life ..
 Sometime tears are the only words you have.
 Instead of words that are loud and painful..
 Sometimes the valleys and darkness give hope..
Instead of mountain tops with clear visions..
 Sometimes loneliness brings enlightenment .
. Instead of a room filled with voices..
 Sometimes believing there is destiny in surviving..
Instead of knowing and believing in aspirations..
 Sometimes wisdom is all the wealth you need..
Instead of the casualty of money and power..
 Sometimes giving up is better than the pursuit..
Instead of senseless pursuit with a disastrous end..
 Sometimes it seems the road is treacherous, dark and endless ..
Instead and in fact, it leads us to inner strength and love..
 Sometimes instead of faith, we doubt in Him who gives life..
It is then the darkness holds captive a prisoner to this life..
 Sometimes breathing the stench of ungodliness and lifelessness..
Instead they can bring us back to what He has in store..
 Sometimes fear is the best lesson of all..
Instead of fearing nothing at all..
 Sometimes looking back is to realize you have won the race..
Instead constantly running ahead to never finish..
 Sometimes dreaming can protect from reality and hardship..
But ..believing in reality with faith, can take us home..

 Patsy McNutt Morgan
 04/09/13

UNDER THE MAGICAL KITCHEN TABLE WITH AUBREE...

I got a call this morning shortly after I woke ...
I hadn't even had my coffee yet, not a word had I spoke..

 Aubree's sweet little face was looking, with high expectation..
 " HI GRAMMA" she said with such joy, much jubilation..

 It was as if it was yesterday as she sat next to me..
She would jabber away, full of love, full of such glee..
 We were talking and giggling, just Aubree and me..
 She took me to her place where she always feels free..

 Under the kitchen table , we were there in an instant..
The chairs looked humongous, it took place in a minute..

 She talked in her jammies and me in mine ..
We giggled and laughed as we got lost in time ..

 She sipped on her sippee cup and I drank my coffee..
She talked of her days of wonder , I listened happily..

 Here we were , as we spoke face to face..
Under the kitchen table, a most magical place..

 Of course I felt honored I could talk with her there..
 We will do it again, I will listen, she has much to share..

 Mixed with technology and Aubree's magical kingdom..
We were able to share our secrets with unobstructed freedom ..

 Written on 04/07/13 After talking with Aubree
 UNDER THE MAGICAL KITCHEN TABLE..

Patsy McNutt Morgan

FAITH...

 Faith is knowing that in the midst of struggle and temptation..
 It is untethered abandon faith I cherish , without consternation.. 

I do not see beyond the veil, as I pray for understanding and direction..
 It is my faith sequestered through turmoil, uncertainty, illness and degradation .. 

It is by blind faith, knowing God already has the answer for which I pray and seek..
It is truly believing in His own time, His answer will be revealed specifically to me..

 Those who have gone on before me and few that are with me now..
It is their witness, their grace, their undying faith that speak so loud..

 Those that possess this unseen Godly crown of love and faith ..
I praise and thank you Jesus .. They hold my hand on this earthly place..

 I have never felt abandoned, nor have I ever doubted my faith ..
It is with assurance, thanksgiving and perseverance that I kneel and praise God for His everlasting grace ...

 For indeed it is written in Hebrews 11:1 ..
"Faith is the substance of things hoped for, and the evidence no  seen"..

Patsy McNutt Morgan

CAN'T SLEEP!!!

 Up at midnight, can't sleep a wink..
Did the dishes that were in the sink!!

 Pain in my legs, my hips, my knee...
 It drives me nuts, too much for me..

 Folded laundry, did another load..
 Now here I sit about to explode..

 Worked all day so I should be tired..
 It would be okay, if I was retired..

 I'm getting mad, cuz I'm wide awake..
 I want to sleep for goodness sake!!

 I will read and write til I feel the need..
 To go back to bed.. IT'S SLEEP I NEED !!!

 Written and completed on 04/03/13 @12:26AM Patsy McNutt Morgan