red string By Rita H. Chen They said a red string brought us together, tied to our pinkies, connected but unobtrusive Binding just enough so that we knew it was fate And destiny seemed to guide us Through balmy yellows of deepening friendship, through blushing pinks of budding romance, till passions ran burgundy, rich and … More red string
Neck proudly lifted flourescent wings extended To next adventure – posted by @ritahchen on Sep 2, 2015
10 apostles surrounding Supposed protection 5 deep wounds Result of whips, nails 3 stakes driven Flesh, bone broken 1 thorn crown Mockery of glory Lest we forget A flower to remind – posted by @ritahchen on Sep 2, 2015
For He is Faithful By Rita H. Chen God called me to Him, Lovingly gave me a seed, Said to me, “Plant it.” “Watch it grow.” I held the tiny seed, Cupped reverently between both hands, Said to Him, “I can’t.” “I’m not ready.” Finally knelt with trepidation, Covered the seed … More For He is Faithful
Suomenlinna By Rita H. Chen These connecting islands Once a majestic fortress town Now an area trapped in time Buildings beautiful but in disrepair Basic amenities without any frills Tourists wandering in and out One wonders For the 900 Finns still living here Is it choice, necessity, or history that drives the decision? … More Suomenlinna
I Chose You By Rita H. Chen I was once in love, But then I met you. You stole my heart with your clever words, You amazed me with your honesty, You astounded me with the way others listened to you. I found myself falling in love with you. But later I realized Your … More I Chose You
A Canadian in England By Rita H. Chen Not close enough to hear the crackle-snap of burning wood, still the familiar smell of charcoal permeates nostrils Fire’s heat offering wind-chapped fingers respite from cold, biting winds of February The four walls of the English pub I hide in blend brick, mortar, and wood with modern … More A Canadian in England
The Heartbeat of God By Rita H. Chen No one is safe No one is perfect Even the holiest, the pillars of church, struggle every day struggle every hour to tame the desires of the flesh The devil is wicked The devil is conniving Hiding in the commonplace, the seemingly innocent Twisting our thoughts Twisting … More The Heartbeat of God
Memories of India By Rita H. Chen A Trip to the Market In a small auto rickshaw, our driver weaves through the four messy rows of cars, scooters, motorcycles, rickshaws, and trucks crowding the three-lane road; he is nonchalant while we clutch the plastic of our seats in undisguised terror Noise assaults the … More Memories of India
Your Marching Orders By Rita H. Chen You say you love Me but My love does not shine from within you, you selfishly guard My affection, coveting it and My blessings for your own You offer up praises to Me but you don’t care for the world My love is meant to course through … More Your Marching Orders
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