Category Archives: Other Poems

253 – The Day is Gone

Pause for the moments
The day is gone
Life journeys on
Ascend the hill
Never look down
Feet no longer touch the ground

Growing old together
Fond dreams and memories
Time spent apart
Sweet memories of the heart

Renew those moments
Caress the past
Life’s moments
Life doesn’t last

The day is gone
Sweetness to sorrow
Never to meet
Never to borrow

Fallen asleep
Moments to keep
Where do the lie?
No time to cry
No time to weep
No time to say goodbye

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252 – Read Me (The Preacher)

Never read the written word
Rely only on what you’ve heard
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
Read me

Does forgiveness mean condition?
Is that your final position?
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
Read me

Does pride make you stumble?
Do you need to be more humble?
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
Read me

Ever since your youth
Have you played with the truth?
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
read me

Do you struggle with morality?
Has it blinded your reality
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
Read me

Do you need to find some peace?
In a world with no release
If you need to know
I’ll tell you so
Read me

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250 – I Never Knew

I took a trip on a train
Stared through the open window
I gazed on grassy plains rolling hills open prairies
What a wonderful view
But I never knew

Visited a museum
To see if I could see ‘um
From across the land
Painted by hand
Golden sunrises red sunsets
What a wonderful view
But I never knew

I read words that came alive
Visioning scenes I’ve never seen
The printed words penned by creation
Touched my imagination
What a wonderful view
But I never knew

I watched on the screen
Many beautiful scenes
Colorful flowers tall leafy trees gentle rain drops
Things to adore behind my closed door
What a wonderful view
But I never knew

On a lark I took a walk in the park
Freedom no fences!
Exploring my senses
Discovered!
The coolness of the rain
The breeze on my face
The warmth of the sun
Felt the dew on the grass
Smelled the fragrance of the flowers
Tasted  the water from the stream
Just a few
What a wonderful view
I never knew could be true
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“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin”
William Shakespeare

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249 – The Time is on Me

Is not life out of order?
Time shows it so
What was then should be now
Should not the first be last?
Who defines fate anyhow?

Time fails me
Time won’t let me be
Time beats me down
Time can’t be turned around

If time is running out
Can life be far behind?
Will death give me a sign?
Or am I walking blind

Do I follow?
Should it be?
Should I swallow?
Never!
For this time the time’s on me!

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082- Darkness Reigns

Darkness descends
Night begins
Closed doors
Saintly sins

Moon abate
Glossy eyes
Man believes
Devil lies

Spirits roam
Somber thoughts
Spiritual war
Battle fought

Hours fade
Unclean hands
Sexual immorality
Nightly stand

Gratify desires
Evil holds
Body sacrifice
Debauchery enfolds

Tainted hearts
Not ashamed
Guiltless minds
Others blame

Selfish wants
Forever owed
Needs met
Never sowed

Envy rules
Sour grapes
Others covet
Morals rape

Lust abound
Hearts exploded
Senses unchecked
Times imploded

Darkness reigns
Devils light
Man’s indiscretions
Never right
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“He made darkness his covering,
his canopy around him,
thick clouds dark with water” Ps(18:11)

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248 – Just the Verse

Will I ever be the same?
A voice in mute
Puts time in dispute
I’ll dip my pen within my hand
To rest upon my stand
Time doesn’t heal
But its memories I’ll steal
To press for my appeal

If time allows
Not knowing how
Or what to do now
For what’s left for me
If only the verse
And not the melody

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243 – The Road to Moriah (A Preacher’s limerick)

On the road to Moriah I met a man
Whose words I didn’t understand
“Have you passed the test
Or do you follow the rest?”
“Do you travel with faith in hand?”

Returning from Moriah is when I knew
What the man was referring to
Left to my own devices
Had left my world in crises
But with faith as my strength I made it through
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Faith manifests itself in obedience

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242 – Some Thoughts on Dying(The Preacher)

No one counts the days
No one counts the ways
Before they grieve
What do you believe?
Do you?

Die in regret
Have done
Haven’t yet

Die in fear
Not knowing what lies ahead
Where do you go?
How do you get there?

Die in denial
You take the position in opposition
Don’t take about dying
Continue denying

Die self-sufficient
I did it my way
That’s all I’ll say

Die in change
Thinking that resolutions
Could provide the solutions

Die in faith
There’s no debate
Live in faith
Die in faith
However!
Talking about dying
Is a social taboo
But how you look at dying
Depends on your point of view
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“Every man must do two things alone;
he must do his own believing and his own dying”
Martin Luther

Ari Moriendi (c1415)
The Art of Dying

 

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241 – A Poet’s Final Resting Place

Bury me not in a mausoleum
Where they visit like a museum
Only to be left alone
Surrounded by blocks of stone

Bury me where the beauty of spring
Will bring me a carpet of clover
To cover me over

Bury me where the shadows fall
On a bright  summer day
Let them rest where I lay

Bury me where the autumn leaves fall
Let their bright colors
Spread a blanket of pall

Bury me where the snow
Brings a blanket of white
To warm me on a cold winter night

A place where the squirrels rabbits butterflies
Come to visit
Where the birds sing my song
A place where I belong
A place where I’ll never be alone
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“For behold,the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone.
The flowers have already appeared in the land;
The time has arrived for pruning the vines,
And the voice of the turtledove has been heard
In our land.
The fig tree has ripened its figs,
And the vines in blossom have given forth
Their fragrance…”

The Song of Solomon
(2:11-13)

 

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240 – I am the Poem

I inspire pens to write
I give thoughts that transcend imaginations
I open portals for I am immortal
I capture your
Voice
Laughter
Love
Sadness
All that’s required
To fulfill your desires

I speak an awaken your broken dreams
I inspire and set hearts on fire
I lead and you follow
I give and you take
I feed and you swallow

I am the words you put to song
Without me you can’t get along
I am the love you fantasize about
I am the romance you can’t live without
I am the emotions that stir your devotions

For!
You give me life
I exist only in you
For I am the poem
But you are the poet
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“The poets mind is in fact a receptacle
for seizing and storing up  numberless feelings,
phrases, images which remain there until
the particles which can unite to form a new
compound and are present together”
T.S. Eliot

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