Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Friday, July 22, 2016
In The Soft of The Night
No harsh darkness or shadows deep
Not quite awake and not quite asleep
Nights guiding lights unpolished by dark
Appear like warm embers awaiting a spark
A blanket of silence unfolds over all
Day Sounds are muffled and night sounds are dull
The breeze stops to rest on the tips of the leaves
Weighing each down in stillness to sleep
Time suspended in peace joining darkness and light
All life seems to whisper in the soft of the night
Saturday, March 14, 2015
The Cleansing Truth
I never meant for it to happen
It wasn’t something that I planned
I just went on my merry way
Not sure, even, when it began
I didn’t notice the effect on you
And how you had begun to change
And when I finally saw the truth
I couldn’t help but be ashamed
To others it was very clear
I’m sure they were appalled
They must have thought I didn’t care
Or think of you at all
Even though I’ve not been perfect
I know this time I’ve gone too far
Before we travel on together
I have to wash you dirty car
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Open
We should open our ears when we pray
And listen to the cries of the lost and unsaved
And the sound of His Spirit leading the way
We should open our ears when we pray
If we opened our eyes when we prayed
Would someone turn away from a judgmental gaze
or see His love and be amazed
If we opened our eyes when we prayed
We should open our hands when we pray
Giving to God's not a bill to pay
if all that someone has is taken away
We have more to give them then just our prayers
We should open our hands when we pray
We should open our hearts when we pray
And in faith let Him in all the way
giving all to be free
as He wants us to be
We should open our hearts when we pray
And listen to the cries of the lost and unsaved
And the sound of His Spirit leading the way
We should open our ears when we pray
If we opened our eyes when we prayed
Would someone turn away from a judgmental gaze
or see His love and be amazed
If we opened our eyes when we prayed
We should open our hands when we pray
Giving to God's not a bill to pay
if all that someone has is taken away
We have more to give them then just our prayers
We should open our hands when we pray
We should open our hearts when we pray
And in faith let Him in all the way
giving all to be free
as He wants us to be
We should open our hearts when we pray
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Not Again
I won’t do it
You can’t make me
Time won’t tell
And I will not see
I’m just fine thanks
Please don’t worry
Haste makes waste
So I don’t hurry
I won’t stop you
Do as you please
There’s no chance
You can’t convince me
Save your breath
It’s not a bad thing
I’ll hold the fort
Keep fires burning
It’s not for me
And never has been
Sneaks up behind
My plans just can’t win
The end result
Life rearranged
Can’t believe I ever longed
For fickle winds of
Change
Labels:
Change,
Humor,
Is It Just Me?,
Poetry,
Rhymes No Reason
Saturday, October 27, 2012
Every Moment With Him
Let….
Every breath we take be prayer
Every sound we make be praise
Every choice be to His glory
Every want to see His face
Every silence listening for Him
Every sorrow an offering
Every joy His grace and blessing
Every need to Him we bring
Every step his path to glory
Every fall in His embrace
Every life in Him a story
Of His wondrous love and grace
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Circling Winds
The Days begin entombed in ice
Their captive beauty to behold
Frosted works of snow and Ice
Put on display by fearless cold
The numbing silence of the days
and howling winds of night
conspire together to delay
The time when sun and earth unite
When the sun scouts out the scene
uneasy air reports the danger
Sending warmth to stake its claim
The charcoal skies explode with anger
Waters rise to join the fight
Breaking through strongholds of ice
Led by sun's unwavering light
Overcoming fields of white
Escaping cold's relentless grasp
With warmth its new companion
The earth claims victory at last
And re-creates with sweet abandon
Filling sky and earth alike
With colors now on full display
Hiding battle scars from sight
And cheering on the lengthening days
Shining waves of heat appear
A signal from the earth and sun
Restoration's end is near
A time of peace and rest has come
Anticipating shifting winds
The earth collects its bounty
Storing treasures deep within
While distant threats are mounting
With A show of colors flaming
Warning all to be aware
Restlessly with time remaining
Giving all it stands prepared
With a warning blast of frost
Cold pushes through to claim its fate
The battle short but all’s not lost
As earth and sun retreat to wait
There is no question of defeat
The circle slowly closing
Lingering memories of the heat
Keep hope alive and growing
Labels:
Authors Favorites,
Nature,
Poetry,
Seasons
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Drumbeat
My life had a rhythm
Though my song was discordant
The cadence was clear
To my days quite important
I beat my own drum
My rhythm was the music
The constant of time
Drowned out the confusion
When the music ceased to play
My beat echoed starkly
Unable to lead or
Determine my heartbeat
The silence consumed me
All rhythm was lost
I tried other songs
Without counting the cost
Then one day I heard it
A strong steady beat
The song that it led was
Alluring and sweet
The strains rose and fell
With the time that it kept
The cadence so perfect
I fell in effortless step
Toward a joining of heartbeats
And a harmony sublime
He offered His lifesong
And now it is mine
Friday, October 12, 2012
Up Close and Personal
Have you ever smacked into a wall
And been embarrassed and appalled
Dividing your space into spaces
It was there all along after all
Offering passage through doorways
Protecting from heat and from cold
Holding up pictures and bookshelves
Framing windows with views to behold
Day after day we go past them
Without giving them much of a thought
Without giving them much of a thought
Until we don’t watch where we're going
then with a sharp pain we are taught
then with a sharp pain we are taught
The least we can do is avoid them
Remembering their place in our lives
Stay within hallways between them
Stay within hallways between them
And after dark turn on a light
They’re there for some very good reasons
They’re not moving anytime soon
We should keep our eyes open and heads up
When we enter or leave any room
If that seems quite silly and obvious
Forget that I said anything
Until the next time you misjudge one
Then let me know what you think
Then let me know what you think
Labels:
Humor,
Poetry,
Rhymes No Reason,
Walls
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Mid-Life Crisis
I’m shouting from the inside out
Not sure what this is all about
I’m getting older but feel younger
Still longing for things I’ve dreamed about
I can’t help feeling this is all there is
Because of opportunities missed
Trying hard not to regret
To come to terms and to forget
The time I’ve wasted
Mistakes I’ve made
The places I’ve left
When I should have stayed
Did I have my chance
Is it over now
Can I use what I’ve learned
Or will time win out
I cried to You Lord
And the answers came
The price for my past has already been paid
The young that I feel and Your mercies new
Mean another day to soar with You
Above it all regrets and sorrow
The promised hope of new tomorrows
Please lift me to those eagle’s wings
So close to you my heart will sing
Of victories won and truths revealed
Of steadfast love and wounds You’ve healed
Then set me down on the path you chose
To guide me home and make me whole
Labels:
Aging,
Answers,
Is It Just Me?,
Poetry
Them
They started so small we could hardly see
What they became happened gradually
But in time they overwhelmed
Blending together so we couldn’t tell
Hanging around our activities
They took what they needed to grow and we
took them for granted as we lived our lives
took them for granted as we lived our lives
Enjoying their presence as the days went by
When suddenly they began to change
Each one was different but somehow the same
Then overnight the darkness came
The wind grew cold and then the rain
At first they danced as if with glee
To celebrate a victory
Then filling the air with a swirling sea
Of color and sound they fell at our feet – leaves.
Labels:
Fall,
Nature,
Not What It Seems,
Poetry
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