Tag: Chris Wood
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With His Breath by Chris Wood
Trees hold memories,history cut down, shaved smooth,and the pulp mashed into parchment.Words from storiesingrain the wood,and runes permeate leaves that flutter syllables into songas they scatter the earthand cultivate the soil with our ashes, our bodies.But God did it better.He wrote His Wordon our hearts, engraved His Name on our souls, and infused His footprint…
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Bull’s-Eye by Chris Wood
Swallows sway the power lines, chirp and chatter as sunset descends, shading a meadow that triangles and dips low between tree lines. Honeysuckle curves a clearing, perfumes the shooting range as I load my magazine and study targets clothes-pinned along a metal frame. Lightning bugs flicker a Morse code, inviting mosquitos to come visit after…