Author: Alec Nutt

Alec is the loving and devoted husband to J. P. Nutt. He has earned his bachelor of science in mathematics and minor in English from the University of Texas of the Permian Basin. He has been writing poetry most of his life, with the majority of his inspirations coming from the bible.
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You Provide

You Provide

Posted on by Alec Nutt
I know you will provide,but to be still takes faith.Patience is a virtue lost with time.Handing over controlseems nearly impossible,but you make all possible.Men must have dreams,but those who only dreamlose all of them to reality.When dreams are shatteredthe moment is wrenching.When my soul is told nomy flesh rebels.You lead me to another path.Open my eyes to the road.Give me strength to hand over control.Help me understand.I know you have a plan,but I don't know...Read More
Creatures

Creatures

Posted on by Alec Nutt
Creatures that hide in shadows.Predators that drain life.Their passion is your lacking.What's worse than their fangs?Talons of chaos,claws of mayhem,killing what they touch.Don't linger in the dark,it is brimming with vipers,yet worse lies within.You may hesitate,but they do not.They prowl for prey,and pounce at once.They suck the marrowand rend flesh.Stay away!Before it's too late. Inspired by [1 Peter 5:8-9] Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion...Read More
Renewed

Renewed

Posted on by Alec Nutt
A cold chill filters the air,freezing both skin and bone.Glaciers bring movement to a halt.Visibility is clouded by snowy mist.Corpses are trapped in ice prisons,lost in the frosty bite.Until sickness creeps in,and limbs begin to wither. The Sun flares,setting permafrost aflame,its thirst cannot be quenched.Puddles of icy water form,opposing their once crystallized state.The bodies twinge,as the chill fadesand searing flame advances. The flesh burns up,and returns to the ground.But in death,souls are given life.They rise...Read More
Cut to the Quick

Cut to the Quick

Posted on by Alec Nutt
These grey stones that cut to the quick,they send us their imploring cries.Echoes of stories long dead,but who yet still are very much alive.Do you choose to discard their tales?Or use their etchings to draw on your own heart?Ancestors of old who once lost their way.Wounds that cut deep from the start. Lessons sketched on the back of every brick,telling us to open our eyes.Walk on the righteous tread,and to keep away from the vicious...Read More
Deep Scars

Deep Scars

Posted on by Alec Nutt
These scars I dread As I return broken From a battle once dead And long unspoken. Again I must fight Against my buried foe Carelessly brought to light From the darkness below. I raise my banner And ready my sword In foolish manner And self-righteous accord. We met on this field His horde gave cheer I rose my shield As he drove his spear. Each step was grueling Weighted by my armor But still assuming...Read More