God's Forget-Me-Nots in Random Thoughts

By Bob McCluskey

Born in Toronto, Ontario in 1926, I spent my childhood growing up in the depression years. I had a stint in the Royal Canadian Air Force, then worked as a fireman on a coal burner on the Great Lakes. I also spent a few short years in the Canadian Army. I finished my training just before World War II ended, to my youthful disappointment, but with gratitude now that I’m hopefully a little wiser.

I spent the next few years in a variety of jobs, but I finally became a beer store manager with the Brewers Warehousing in Toronto for twenty-seven years. I moved to British Columbia with my first wife, Margaret, to be with our two married daughters and their families. Margaret and I were married for fifty-four years, and she passed away in 2008. Since I met my new bride, Agnes Mary, my poetry has begun to manifest. It has prospered for the past eight years. May it long continue!

This will be my sixth book of poetry composed and written since 2008 and is a somewhat pithy and humorous poetic commentary on life’s adventures...enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Word Alive Press
• Release date: Jul 22, 2015
• ISBN: 9781486609291

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God’s Forget-me-Nots in Random Thoughts

Copyright © 2015 by Bob McCluskey

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Dedication

I am delighted to present this, my sixth book of poetry to my family and friends. Hopefully readership will expand with time and many others will have the pleasure of exposure to my somewhat peculiar humor and to my poetic revelation of the Salvation of Jesus Christ.

It would be remiss of me if I did not publicly express the blessing my ninety year old bride of five years has been in both the encouragement and constructive criticism she has poured on me, not to mention the love Agnes Mary continually surprises me with even though I disappear for hours on end every day to closet myself with my computer in search of poetic inspiration.

Thank you my sweet, here’s to more abundant life eh!

And Worship God

January 1, 2015

Restless, from my window

glance upon a wall of green.

Where gracefully, blithe willows

dance and pirouette, I look askance

at nature’s gracious scene,

and worship God.

Envision God’s display of grace,

vestiges of His love.

Obliquely baring us His face

thru revelations masked, opaque

of fawn or turtle dove,

and worship God.

Behind the scene I see God glance

upon man’s sin, dismayed.

Arms open wide, with look askance

upon man’s suicidal dance

before Gods only accolade,

the cross,

And worship God.

Forest Tree

August 14, 2014

A forest tree didst beckon me

from whence it stood.

A tree much like the other trees

one often whilst in passing, sees

together in the wood.

And yet, it stood apart somehow

to this discerning eye.

Truncated, where its ragged brow

tho damaged, covers over now,

obscured from passerby.

Then, upon a closer look didst I

discern how ninety winters past

hath burdened it within this crowd,

to leave it broken, yet unbowed,

still standing fast.

Admiringly, didst I embrace

this sovereign of the park.

So many winters, we have seen

so many smaller trees have been

protected, so they too could make their mark.

Somehow, this creaking ancient one

didst prompt an inward look.

Both our barks be shedding, see them rend,

both our branches now refuse to bend,

whilst our smaller branches fashion like a hook.

Didst tree and man, God root in harmony,

to join mayhap, their destinies one day.

To grow this tree, provide the pine

for this man’s casket, just in time

as tree and man together, fade away.

God Looked Down

January 10, 2015

God looked down from heaven over earth,

upon His grand created thing, admiring

ones who waded thru the lust

to break out into selflessness.

Inspiring.

God then observed the ones who were

kindly inclined to love.

Proffering then, His hand in blessing,

touched their hearts from high above,

their souls possessing.

God turned at last with saddened gaze,

observing those who would not give.

Whose greed and avarice, didst amaze

our God who never took, forever gave

man love to live, and wept.

Our God, who knows all things, replied

with greatest love, to send His Son

who came, then gloriously died

to demonstrate the way, the truth, the life

to everyone.

God, through the centuries that came,

wept over those lost out of time.

But gathered those, resplendent