Author: Justin Farley
-
Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty
—
by
Morning’s Pupil – A Poem About Finding God in Nature’s Beauty The cool, clean air welcomes me from my slumber. Dark nothingness surrounds me like a safe cocoon, like a nurturing womb that shuts out all the distractions and clutter and noise and anxieties and all my insecurities until it’s just You and me, connected…
-
FREE Childrens Short Story “My Christmas Adventure”
—
by
I have just released my fifth short story, “My Christmas Adventure”, on Amazon. It is aimed at children roughly ages 7-10. It will be temporarily free today only through the Kindle Store. “Johnathan can’t wait for Christmas morning. As he lies in bed on Christmas Eve, he hears a noise out in the living room and goes…
-
Dancing With God
—
by
I saw you at the dance, glanced at you from the corner of my eye. But I was much too concerned with my appearance, felt too stained and ugly, so I let you walk on by. I watched you jiving out on the floor, wondering what it’d feel like in your arms, to sway to…
-
One Determined Day At A Time
—
by
I plucked the pieces of forbidden fruit and bit into them, ravished by their taste – devouring the memories my mind had shielded me from for far too long. They tasted sweet on the tongue, left me reminiscing for the days when I was young, but lingered too long and became bitter – the winter of…
-
When Love Stepped Off His Throne
—
by
Strung high above, dangling and dancing among the darkest night, shines a light for all – a star that guides to the bread of life. A mighty King lies in a strange, wooden bed wrapped in unclean robes and lying on a pillow of straw, ox and ass gathered by his head. A beautiful Servant,…
-
Staying Sober During the Holidays
—
by
With the holidays coming up, I thought I might offer some suggestions on how to make it through without drinking or using – at least the things that I will be doing to keep myself focused. For whatever the reason, I think Christmas is always the hardest holiday to stay sober. Many of us are…
-
Emmanuel – God With Us
—
by
“Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel…For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.” (Isaiah 7:14;9:6) It’s very common…
-
Examining Jesus Christ As A Fictional Character
—
by
Since Jesus began his ministry, non-believers have been trying to shut him up. The Pharisees succeeded temporarily, but after three days found out that it was going to take much more than killing him. The Romans tried, but found that the more followers they killed, the more the Gospel spread. And since then, non-believers and atheists…
-
The Dinner Date – Free Flash Fiction Short Story
—
by
I didn’t notice anything particularly strange the first time I met her. I happened to be at a college party in the early hours of morning, drinking and having a good time, when the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen (in person anyways) walked up to me on the dance floor and started grinding on…
-
Innocence
—
by
The dogs of reason nip at my heels. I shout commands and blow my whistle, but still they refuse to yield. Like a veracious pack of hungry wolves, they won’t be satisfied until they kill and their bellies are full Sucking the life from my veins and draining everything but stark reality, desiring I may…
-
“What’s Brewing Next Door?” – A Short Story For Kids Free On Amazon For 5 Days
—
by
I have just released my fourth short story, “What’s Brewing Next Door?“, on Amazon. It will be temporarily free for 5 days through the Kindle Store. “When mysterious neighbors move in next door in the middle of the night, Katherine and Josh are sure there’s something not quite right about them – no one has ever…
-
Thanksgiving – An Endangered Day of Thanks and Praise
—
by
It is a tragedy that a day that was once remembered as a way to show gratitude and thanks, has turned into another way for businesses to make a quick buck and people to hunt down deals. Frankly, anyone who takes place in those activities should be ashamed of themselves. Thanksgiving is a day to…
-
Last Day To Download My Short Story “The Storm” For Free
—
by
Just a quick reminder that tomorrow is the last day to download my short story, “The Storm”, for free on Amazon. After today, it will be $.99. When a unusual storm hits the Utopian town of Nod, the forces of evil are released and allow an unthinkable tragedy.” The story can be found here. My second story,…
-
The Cries of the Sheep
—
by
The sheep lie scattered across the valley, each one willfully wandering away from the fold. Heads down, walking blind, grazing on grass that devours the soul. Yet, the evening leaves them frightened, and the darkness shakes them, shivering in the cold. They each look out across the withered pastures, surprised to find themselves so far…
-
Accepting the Invitation of Sobriety
—
by
Often times, the chains that are holding us back from moving forward are not fears or worries about the future, but fears of letting go of the past. We may not like the person we are and where we’ve been, but we’re comfortable with that person – we recognize their face in the mirror. Sobriety actually…
-
The Storm – A Short Story Free On Amazon For 5 Days
—
by
I have just released my third short story, “The Storm”, on Amazon. It will be temporarily free for 5 days through the Kindle Store. “When a unusual storm hits the Utopian town of Nod, the forces of evil are released and allow an unthinkable tragedy.” The story can be found here. My second story, “The Christmas…
-
A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons – Frost on the Field
—
by
Frost on the Field – A Poem About Nature and Changing Seasons When I woke up this morning, I found that winter stopped by for a visit late last night, spreading its dust across the grassy fields, announcing to all winter’s not far from sight. Nestled in our knitted sweaters, tucked tightly in our toasty…
-
To Be Human
—
by
I once believed I was a wallflower, A seed sown in an empty field, Thinking thoughts and speaking in tongues No one could understand, A circus clown performing to a crowd of empty seats, Alienated. Ostracized. Alone. But the more I observe the human condition, The more I see that no one is spared from…
Join my newsletter to receive new poems along with reflections on nature, spirituality, and mental health (usually a few times a month). My emails are intentional and never spammy—just words to carry with you.
My Poetry Collections
ALONG THE BARREN ROAD 