by J.D. Isip
I have fears that I have failed, like the grass, my spirit bends – bending, failing, I get help when I call on You again. In the good times and the bad, with the changing of a wind, when I’m weakest, I am glad I may call on You again. Though I’ve conquered enemies, and I’ve gathered many friends, when they seem the same to me, I must call on You again. There are those who point and laugh when I say that You’re my friend; and when I have had enough I must call on You again. In the good times and the bad, with the changing of a wind, when I’m weakest, I am glad I may call on You again. Like a ship, I’m tossed about in an ocean without end; without luxury to doubt, I must call on You again.
J.D. Isip’s full-length poetry collections include Kissing the Wound (Moon Tide Press, 2023) and Pocketing Feathers (Sadie Girl Press, 2015). His third collection, tentatively titled I Wasn’t Finished, will be released by Moon Tide Press at the end of 2024 or early 2025. He is a contributing editor for The Blue Mountain Review. J.D. teaches at Collin College in Plano, Texas, where he lives with his dogs, Ivy and Bucky.