Parousia Magazine Indwelling Issue 13

I welcome you to the long-awaited Parousia Magazine Indwelling Issue 13. Thank you for staying true to us, cheering us on, and giving us all the positive vibe we need. I have personally received your gracious embrace in calls, messages, and in-person greetings and this kind act of yours doesn’t just give me joy but…

Pinnng! by Marcel Graves – PAROUSIA Magazine

Pinnng! nosce te ipsum (Latin meaning: know Thyself) By: Marcel Graves (Genesis 1:26) Truly glorious gifts come in small packages: Consider your size relative to our planet, Nay, our solar system, Nay, our galaxy, Nay, our universe! We are truly miniscule. But inside! Whoa! What an infinite greatness is working from within! Created in the…

Two Poems from Ann Privateer

Hair Woven, pressed, rolled, washed, curled, cut, shaved, combed, dyed, dried, tied, fried, palmated, braided, wired, piled, styled, tamed, rinsed, renewed, wind blown, flipped, up, back, under, clipped, unruly, wiry, teased, twisted, red, blond, gray, auburn, brown, chestnut, silver, ginger, sandy, bleached, black, fuzzy, sculpted tresses, mops, manes– Art: the color of hair. Above and…

GOD SEEMS DISTANT by Abasiama Udom

GOD SEEMS DISTANT Humans are close But cannot understand and this place of a leader I want no more. The price is too steep, the depths too wide God seems distant, my pain is all I hear. BIO: Abasiama Udom is a polymathic writer and poet, she writes from Akwa Ibom, Nigeria. Her works have been…

Happy Birthday by Ann Privateer

Happy Birthday I think you’re wonderful Happy birthday to you You are my sunshine Happy birthday I’ll row your boat If you row mine Happy birthday dear baby I think you’re Devine Happy birthday to you I want you, baby Because life Is but a dream I want you the way you are So stand…

I WILL by Abasiama Udom

I WILL I will stand by your door I will knock till you open I will call out your name even in eternity’s yawn my legs hurt, my fingers bloody my voice hoarse Yet I will stay, Arms wide open Proclaiming a love you desire I will stand by your door, I will knock, I…

In the Morning by Ann Privateer

In the Morning When sun shines in And flaws take shape Because mother said You must be perfect Even if the man in bed Isn’t, I’m wed to someone I don’t know who owns Summers of snow No flowers, no hope With nothing to guide Even love needs faith To shine through. Bio: Ann Privateer…

MAD OR IN LOVE by Abasiama Udom

MAD OR IN LOVE I still pray amidst my pain To a God I am not sure hears either I am mad or in love yet I choose the later loving, trusting desperately this God in whose word I find redemption yet I am either mad or in love BIO: Abasiama Udom is a polymathic…

An Antenna by Ann Privateer

An Antenna Sits on my windowsill Two long silver fingers As thin as fishing poles Like a V for victory Pointing to heaven Captures the signal From networks in the ether Connecting me To comedy, sometimes Or news of the day And then, I’m not alone. Bio: Ann Privateer is a poet, artist, and photographer.…

Becoming Like Christ by Gabriel Oluwatomiwa Eniola

Why metamorphose like the world When you can be like the Word? For many are ignorantly deceived By the appealing of the world Thinking they’re admirable in the world But, their worthlessness lie in a bed of roses And by and by in time and tide They will be a wart to the world And…

Three poems from Abigail-Tydale Bassey | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine

I ESTHER walked into the king’s lairwith little hope whatsoever her first attempt was at dinner her shaking voice asked forpityjusticeandrevengepray about the plot of peoplelike Hamaneating with youand beating bones into your throat:an enemy. II LISTEN TO GOD What’d you make of so raging thoughtsgathered beneath your eyes?See, they sag_with very pale glow;voice locked…

​Call for Submissions | Heal the World Issue 12 | Parousia Magazine

  PAROUSIA Magazine is calling for submissions for it 12th Issue to be published by September 2020 The theme of this forthcoming Issue is HEAL THE WORLD Psalm 147:3 KJV He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. Heal the world is a theme inspired by the present pandemic that has plaqued…

A Poem from Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine

Moment I was six and we had company On the wavy August front yard. The sun was setting And stars were like fireflies And as I played in the garden I touched a rose blossom Which was like touching a star – Now smelling an aromatic vine Grown with the lace of love. I grabbed…

A Poem from Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine

waking at 3:00 AM: peeking through the frozen window i touch the tumultuous privacy of artic chill centering myself in God’s presence i yield to the perfect whole – growing aware of my true identity and although it is frigidly cold i am the beauty of a summer rose as my desk chair grows sacred…

A Poem from Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine

Dreaming of Eden Falling asleep softly I watch fresh new leaves On the twigs of trees. An owl is perched on the Bony branch above. The sun sets And whirling waters flow From the crystal clear brook. Lying on the thick blue-green wild grass I watch stars Breathing in Eden’s millionth star And my heart…