Dreaming of a White Christmas ⛄

without the avalanche ❄️


I beg your pardon!
That’s a conversation
that never happened
Like Dylan
at the crossroads
selling his soul to the devil
for a musical bargain
A Genuine Imitation
of The Real Thing x 3
~ A Michael Multiplication

Creation;
God imagining everything
. . . including mankind
Natural law set in motion
Life;
A supernatural sensation
Mountains of gold
Rivers of sunshine
In all of Earth’s garden
it is only man
who communes with angels
and is troubled by demons
The shallow mellow
The deeply fried
The prosperity blessed
The fashionably dressed
The stolen
The taken
The cast aside
The slave
the child soldier
the child bride
The broken and forsaken
The dignified
and self satisfied
upon that open highway
… a mile wide
Mountains of gold
Rivers of poison
Pictures on an Expedition
~ by Michael

JUST ONE DROP
Just one drop
that falls not
That never fails
in erasing all fault
A death
that brings life
One for all
with the serenity
of true certainty
in a friendly voice
Do you hear the call?
Always a choice
to steer your vessel
on a heavenly course
Words of wisdom
the truth to tell
of a Kingdom to come
on a restored Earth
as it is in heaven
One drop of love
that doesn’t fall
and never fails
there for all
Just one drop
of grace divine
suspended within
the fullness of time
No silent witness
to a world of crime
and dysfunction
with the solution
already given
In what direction
would you be heading?
A door is wide open
as the Word
has been spoken
throughout the expanse
of infinite space
One drop of hope
for this human race
more than enough
power to change course
to break the curse
to replace
all hatreds ancient
with a loving embrace
Just one drop 🩸
of love in abundance
enough for all
who take the chance
to answer the call
Words & Artwork:
~ David B. Redpath © 2018-2025

Advice for yet another
next “New Bob Dylan”,
if you wish to save
your immortal soul,
and your vocal chords,
from certain oblivion;