Poem – R-Rated Religion

The Beauty of Grace

20 Jul 2025July 20, 2025

By Seth Smith “Grace isn’t just a divine gift—it’s a way of life. It shapes how we see the world, how we treat each other, and how we walk through…

Texas Hearts

Beneath the weeping Texas skies,Where swollen rivers mourn and rise,Your children, Lord, in sorrow stand,Their homes swept bare by water's hand. The first responders, brave and true,Wade through the flood…

The Elect Are Odd, But Obedient

By Grace Alone, Through Rhyme Alone I trusted not in self or deed,But Christ alone to meet my need.Predestined long before my birth,He chose this clay, this speck of earth.1…

Pride of the Pretentious Peacock

June struts in with rainbow fanfare,Like it invented love and fresh air.Corporate logos don their drag—Even banks put glitter on the flag. Parades of pride with practiced flair,March through cities…

“The Collector’s Curse”

Do you have any collections? I started with stamps—just a harmless small pack,Then coins, then old teapots, then vinyls in stacks.A bobblehead army now guards every shelf,And I’ve named every…

Crack Me Up

19 May 2025May 19, 2025

Have you ever broken a bone? I've fractured my femur, I've snapped both my wrists,I've counted more casts than a checklist of twists.My collarbone shattered while chasing a goose,And I…

“O Bear the Cross with Holy Fear”

The Call to Follow O hear the voice that bids thee rise,And bear thy cross in humble guise;The path is steep, the call is clear:"Take up thy load, and draweth…

The Beauty of Suffering in Oscar Wilde’s Poetry

A PoemBy Oscar Wilde IS it thy will that I should wax and wane,Barter my cloth of gold for hodden grey,And at thy pleasure weave that web of painWhose brightest…

“The Weight and the Wonder”

The Call The voice was still, yet shook the skies,A whisper wrapped in thunder's cries:"Come, bearer of the broken heart, Lift up your cross — and not in part."With trembling…

A Sinner’s Creed

As I toil among this labyrinth of pain, God has freed me of impeding disdain. Alone, I walk against the covetous man. Hoping to cleanse my soul of all I…