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by Daniel Turner |
Categories: god, inspirational, nature,

Evening Song

Conducted by the Hands that gave them voice
Sweet songs of evening soothe my weary soul.
Oh, how I love to hear the birds rejoice
As frogs and insects hum adagio.

Each night I sit and watch the sun go down
Accompanied by song that has no score
Each night His orchestra holds me spellbound
That's why each night, I come right back for more.

Yet I am just a simple country boy
These nature songs were my first lullabies
E'en to this day they bring my heart such joy
And on occasion tear these simple eyes

When moon appears to watch the sun depart
My only thought, "My God, how great Thou art."   


                   Daniel Turner

by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: god, love, world,

Divine Song V

Idle my tongue remained, my Lord,

till the moment it learned how to pronounce Your name

But from

that moment onward, it never ceased singing your song

which has set my soul aflame! 








© Demetrios Trifiatis
      11 June 2022
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by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: fantasy, nature,

Goddess of the Night

Where Luna treads are silver threads, the wisps of clouds that slide
through sky of night, and shining white, they part so she might glide
serenely through dark twilight’s blue with slow and regal grace.
And to our world, with aspect pearled, she turns a beaming face.

She casts her glow on those below who love her mystery. . .
who reverence her as with allure, she dances on the sea.
The lovers sigh as by and by, the night fades into day.
And in their dreams she softly gleams before she slips away.


For Caren Krutsinger's  'A Contest About a Goddess or God - Not THE God' Poetry Contest


by Joe Dimino |
Categories: change, christian, confidence, god, love, truth, wisdom,

Baby Steps

I took a walk with God today,
His pace far more casual than
mine. His voice a bit softer,
calmer. His visions, far more
loftier, but not views to impress
me...more like, to bless me. Not
stepping to me out-stride – more like,
to lovingly guide. His tone to instill in me
self confidence, and not His awesome
dominance. I took a walk with
God today...met Christ along
the way – and together we made a turn 
toward Home....

by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: spiritual,

Earth Life Purpose

It’s my belief we all are here because
God wishes us to know both joy and pain
to learn of life, and also we have flaws
so we’re on earth to reach a higher plane.

Our life experiences help us to find
those attributes we’re in possession of
that we can use to benefit mankind.
God wants for us to bless the world with love.

By knowing sorrow, we will also grow
to more appreciate the good in life.
Of insecurities we must let go
and trust in God to see us through our strife.

Our purpose then most simply put is this:
to grow in grace so we might taste of bliss.


by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: life,

My Future Self

Line of inquiry: “looking back, I’m ashamed of what I was I’m different now, though not without flaws Each crest becomes a trough, as we move on God slowly steers soul towards a new dawn” - Unseeking Seeker My future self is a river running. Time with no end is the course I run. Things I learned from youth have either been tossed ashore or absorbed within my deep waters. Storms I have endured. Somewhere in the middle of my long life I began to transform. I grew deeper and deeper from all my experiences. I am flowing closer now to the ocean of my rebirth where I will merge with all God’s rivers in the bright dawn of his abiding love.

by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories: husband, love, wife

Always Together

Two peas in a pod
One still on Earth, One with God
Together Always
Inspired By Nathan Leccese"s Contest "Two Peas In A Pod"
                        3rd Place

by John Gondolf |
Categories: time,

Time

Relentless in it’s movement
like the ticking of a clock
as time keeps marching forward
for our future to unlock.

The past is but a memory
the present but a blur;
this moment gone in just a blink
as “now” becomes the times that were.

This ticking seems so infinite
eternal in its life;
forever forging on ahead,
its endless moments rife.

But as for us a different tune,
we know our time will end;
for us the ticking soon will cease;
prepare yourself my friend.

Love your neighbor and your God
and nature here on earth;
give service to your fellow man,
the measure of your worth.


July 4, 2020

Poem of the Day - July 6, 2020

by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: morning,

Morning Light

O the warmth and the depth of the sun, o’er us, for the yellows and reds, as they throw their shine on the maples and oaks and the pines, caress of the pale and ebon - all the blossoms stress. And the flit of the robins, and rest on boughs, as they lift up our spirits in singsong light. We’ve a glimpse of once-paradise-sourced delight. The long rays of God’s arms - they lean down to rouse. Each new day, flows our way, and it fits like glove, and we stretch out our arms like a child, and smile, as we’re wrapped in the Dayspring’s colors and style. All our senses awake, as God pours out love. 8/23/2022

by Elaine George |
Categories: beauty, god, me, prayer,

A Gift From God - A Sonnet

I am a wish, a prayer, from mortals lips
That reached heaven and  touched God’s fingertips
And returned to earth wrapped in flesh and blood
A gift from God’s unconditional love

So love and cherish me as God does you
And guide and teach me well in all I do
And together, a garden we will grow
Filled with the fragrant beauty of the rose

And on the day I reach maturity
And feel the need like leaves to leave the tree
To show the world the colors that are  me
Rejoice in all the beauty that you see

For I am your  child the gift that God gave
No More than a wish and a prayer -  away.

by Arturo Michael |
Categories: courage, inspirational, love,

A Warrior For Love

I'm a Warrior

Don't bleed of fear

Armed and ready for battle

Anytime Anywhere


Don't look for trouble

But if trouble be

Skies of lightning and thunder

Strike my enemies


Am a Warrior

No one's too Big

To be cut down and defeated

By Grace of GOD they will


I'm the Warrior

Its win, Win or Die

Stand up for LOVE be not afraid...

Raise Swords up high

by Charlie Smith |
Categories: birth, childhood, prayer, religious,

The Treasure of Birth

It's hard to describe
that true sense of pride

that comes with the worth
of your babies birth

A child takes your heart
right from the start

and wills you to sow
a love destined to grow

From dress ups to cupcakes
from boo-boos to heartbreaks

it's all worth the pain
from the treasure we gain

Time spent together
can only be measured

in memories we hold 
as part of our soul

God keep this life
from turmoil and strife

give it love and care
and blessings to share

For all that we ask
is that we're up to the task

and do all that we must
to honor your trust.

by Arthur Vaso |
Categories: abuse, art, bullying, religion, silence, symbolism,

Breaking Bad

Breaking Bad


Criminals
dance with slum lords
they shed fake tears
victims they shout
from Ivory towers

Mock and attack
they of dark cloth and deceit
possesses no real God
they whoreship only their prey
living by night not day

Some even screech praise untowards
sick is the mind who follows
dead morals and upended graves
they really are the bully's slaves
Yet their churches pew is full

Criminals all
singing love songs
sewing fear and anger
no wonder God got fed up
evicting them one and all

by Akkina Downing |
Categories: happy, inspiration, love,

Love

Love
Love is a thing

You can't see it nor can you touch it
But you sure can see and feel its effect

A deep affection that fills you joyfully 
You are drunk on happiness

It's always understanding 
To accept the good, the bad, and the weak

It has no cultural condition 
It sees no boundary nor race

It's fearless and flawless 
It just flows limitlessly 

It's God's love
Nailed to the cross for you and me

It's in you and me 
It's I love you and you and you and God

I am drunk on happiness 
Because HE loves me unconditionally 

      Smile 

  Akkina R Downing
      6-9-17

by Elaine George |
Categories: death, love,

The Stone

Alone in a meadow in the pouring rain
I find the stone that causes all my pain,
As I stumble through the fog in disbelief
I fall down upon my knees and sob in grief

The fog horn cries her mournful sound
As my heart falls down, beneath the ground
Crying out to God for mercy all in vain
To take away the stone that bears your name


Author:  Elaine George

by Richard Palmer |
Categories: faith, religion, uplifting, prayer, love, prayer,

Prayer

One more morning,after one more night,
One more thanks for keeping things right,
One prayer to bed,one as you rise,
Good morning God,thanks for another sun rise,
Prayer is the fuel that keep us going,
Through troubled times,pray for strength keep rowing,
And without fear step out,face the unknowing,
Although all around negativity blowing,
Every day,even one positive seed,try sowing,
Within my veins,God love is flowing,
God is my friend,the devil,not interested to know him,
Here comes the garbage truck,over there throw him,
Don't just say you love God,pray show Him,
Remember prayer keeps us,spiritual growing...

by Anne-Lise Andresen |
Categories: religious,

Holy Is the Lamb

You must teach me to be humble 
    For love is the reason you died 
    The lamb is so clean, white and holy 
    A newborn Lamb of God who makes new life begin 
    The Lamb gentleness is evident for all 
    Take away my sinful thoughts and lies 
    Worthy is the Lamb that carries your words 
    I'm no angel, but I know they exist 
    You paid with your blood for the salvation of men 
    Love abundance is where you are found 

    



    Contest Name:HOLY IS THE LAMB...
    Sponsor:Verlena S. Walker
    Deadline:10/11/2014 



    05.10.2014
    A-L Andresen :)
    Copyright © All Rights Reserved 

    - Thank you for my 2nd place in contest :) -

by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: beauty, dance, happiness, love,

Existence

awkwardly I dance
because I have two left feet
hard to find partner

I watch you dancing
it seems you have two right feet
let us share some shoes

will you follow me
for if we move together
dance will have purpose

you move fluidly
my feet provide the structure 
made for each other

no limitations 
with artistry and purpose
we dance with the stars

life is not boring
we live within the rhythm 
music from heaven

God is our maestro
leading us to forever
in death we won't part

by Yoni Dvorkis |
Categories: lost love, lovelove,

God Is Love

Love is an authority.
It dictates choice and consequence
and joins together all the wayward lamenters
who grieve at their loss of purity.

Love is an actuality.
It breathes new life into masochists
who wished to die a thousand times over
and prey upon the weak and fragile.

When you let love in at first, it may seem out of place,
like a foreign object lodged in your chest, a parasite
feeding on the brains of its host, thriving in darkness,
blood-letting leeches drain this swollen heart...

But love does not enforce kindness; only offers a gentle reminder
for anyone who's forgotten how great it feels
to give for the sake of giving
and not be afraid of his own shadow.

by Kp Nunez |
Categories: beauty, god, sea, thanksgiving,

Shoreline

Watching sunrise, shoreline's ablaze
Love letter sent from Thee
I sing a psalm, an Easter palm
And start my day with glee.

Watching sunset, shoreline's agleam
A note Thou sent with smile
I heave a sigh, a love's reply
And thank God for this isle.





No. 2 Shoreline
Let Me Feel Your Lines - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
31 March 2015

by Tom Valles |
Categories: christian, easter, god, good friday, hope, jesus, love,

Three Days Prior

Friday, three days prior;
The Son was scourged and bleeding.
Sunday, when He rose again-
A spotless Lamb proceeded.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son had cried: “forsaken?”
Sunday, when He rose again-
The keys of hell were taken.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son of God was dead.
Sunday, when He rose again-
Trembling demons fled.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son was laid to rest.
Sunday, when He rose again-
He bore a Royal Crest.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son was in a tomb.
Sunday, when He rose again-
The Rose of Sharon bloomed.

Friday, three days prior;
The Son was set in stone.
Sunday, when He rose again-
He claimed His rightful throne.

by Michael Tor |
Categories: depression, god, grief, hope, jesus,

Jesus Is His Name

When your friends have drifted off,
and you find yourself alone.
 When the parents that you love,
the Lord has taken home.

 When your burdens are so great,
and there is no hope left inside.
  When you feel you can't live on,
and continue with your life.

 There is One who cares and loves 
 you, and knows your every pain.
 Seek his love and mercy,
 Jesus is his name...

by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, blessing, creation, destiny, faith, god, love,

Pearl of a Great Price

Dancing with the sunbeams deep sea reflections 
so beautiful adoring on cloud nine sitting pretty 
upon golden sands shifting salt of the ocean turns 

Each wave a blessing in disguise 
standing regal one moment in time 
looking back captivating starlight was born 

Mirrors mist over arched jewels colour radiance 
fixing thoughts on an image beholding your word 
no diamond ever cut comes close to you

by Robert Nehls |
Categories: courage, faith, love,

Mama Please Don'T Cry

MAMA PLEASE DON'T CRY

She smiled through the waves of pain
And held her mother's hand.
"Oh, Mama please don't cry," she said.
"And try to understand.
God wants me up in heaven now.
I hear him calling me.
There's lots of angels singing out.
It sounds so heavenly.

"Oh Mama please don't cry," she said.
"It's time for me to go.
You've given me your love and joy.
And Mom I love you so."
She wipes away her mama's tears
And looks into her eyes.
Then drifts into the Lord's sweet hands
As they say their goodbyes.

Now Mama hears her little girl;
"Oh, Mama please don't cry."
So brave and strong her little one:
The day they said goodbye.

by Craig Cornish |
Categories: cancer,

The Topic of Cancer

God, so cruel a plague upon me,
dreams crushed, forsaken,
even as I hopefully step
where the sun leaves me to smile
for those brief but celebrated 
        moments.

Through tear blurred windows
dear hearts that suffer more than I
can despise their suffering -
much more than my own sad fate.
I'm called brave but it is they
who smile through pain,
struggle for the right words.

They need not speak.
How lucky I have been
no matter my end
to have known such love.