The Change (poem by me)

It was during harvest season,
When the autumn wind howls
I noticed a change in the mam
She had surely gone mad.

Her skin became sallow,
Her clothes no longer fit,
Black hair bulged out,
Rage was her prince.

She sought relief from balms,
Sent for the apothecary,
Applied some homeopathy,
No treatment could be found.

Beads of sweat dripped down,
Hell’s fire blazed within,
There was no hope for her,
Menopause had set in.

Muhahahahhah……..

 

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From an Iraqi Village (poem by me)

My words were like stillborn children,
My cries for help—all impotent,
Like lambs led to the slaughter,
I’m the only one left.

So hungry I felt like an animal
lusting after human flesh,
So thirsty I drank
my own vile sweat.

I grew immune to the smell
of slow-rotting flesh,
Stopped averting my eyes
when they sliced off their necks.
My lungs still have breath,
But my soul’s ironed flat.

*This poem was written to increase awareness of human suffering in Iraq and inspire prayer for its citizens.

The Un-Worry Process (poem by me)

I put on a coat
that weighed ten pounds,
Everywhere I went
it dragged me down.

I tried to remove it,
It was knitted to my skin,
I foresaw no way
to be free again.

I called on my God,
the Maker of me,
He said, "Let go of all
your stress and worry."

He said, "I've got you,
Rest in my arms,
I'll keep you safe,
and protect you from harm."

I want to say the coat 
dissolved—it's done,
But the truth is I'm pulling
out stitches one by one.

"For in the day of trouble he will keep me safe 
in his dwelling; he will hide me in the shelter of his 
sacred tent and set me high upon a rock."—Psalm 27:5

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Ashes (poem by me)

Why am I like this?
I looked around for…

some passerby to shame,
some foe to frame,
some kin to blame,
some circumstance to name,
some truth to maim,

I found nothing but
my own wicked heart,
It crumbled like ashes
in my cupped hand,
leaving soot residue
that I blew at you
and called it love.

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If Life is Kind (poem by me)

If life is kind to you…
you will see you are a only a breath
your life is merely a shadow
you are a vanishing mist
your flesh is withering grass.

Life treated me kindly…
for I saw I was a gust of wind
then the Lord breathed into me
now my spirit lives immortally,
and my heart is set on eternity.

[Biblical references for stanza 1 of this poem can be found in Psalm 144:4, James 4:14, 1Peter 1:24. For stanza 2, see Psalm 78:39, 1Peter 1:23, Ecclesiastes 3:11.] Read about God’s love for you in Draw Near’s latest free ebook called Blessed Creation: A Christian Poetry Collection? Read it HERE. Learn more about the poets HERE.

The Meaning of Life (poem by me)

Love is the true meaning of life
So do not let your heart delay,
Let it be evident in everything
you do and each word you say.

Love will never cease to fulfill you,
It will extend overseas like an embassy,
Like a chauffeur, hope will drive you,
Like a memoir, it will be your legacy.

“…God is love.”—1John 4:8

*Read about God's love for you in Draw Near's latest free ebook called 
Blessed Creation: A Christian Poetry Collection? Read it HERE. Learn more 
about the poets HERE.