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Poem Details | by
inya richard |
Categories:
death, life, sympathy,
Slain without swords they are
Though the airy wordly air
They inhale yet in graceless lack
Behold in the colony of wretchedness
Naked children begging alms
From brothers-not brothers
See as flies soar above sores
On their broken soles pus to lick
From the leaking flesh of starving souls
Don't their ribs tell the origin of bones?
Aren't worms molesting their intestines?
Don't they a place share in the supreme likeness?
Deserted cold gutter-side is their safe haven at night
And without meals they exit in multiple batches
To account for the trilemma of their ragged souls
Poem Details | by
Tesem Agee |
Categories:
best friend, brother, caregiving, christian, friendship, sympathy, true love,
Many days have we lived together,
O John, the chief cook!
I am weary of hunger,
And you have food and water.
Are you truly my neighbor?
Then give me a morsel.
Many months have we known each other,
O Peter, the great tailor!
I am walking around naked,
And you have clothes and thread.
Are you truly my neighbor?
Then sew me a dress.
Here at your door post
Have I sat for years,
O James, the Physician!
I am sick and dying,
And you have the drugs.
Are you truly my neighbor?
Then wash and bind my wounds,
That I may be made whole.
(Read 1John 3:16-18)
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
betrayal, bible, change, conflict, confusion, death, education,
He who see's everything
And does' nothing...
Set's Him-self to the path
- Of -
Indignant, arrogant superiority
Where as it is to He
Who seek to embrace
Condemnation and indignation
It is a Worldly thing'
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
Featured: "The Cross" book #106627
Xlibris Publications
Rev. (NOV2013)
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
caregiving, conflict, death, dedication, deep, emotions, life,
When I call for You
And You turn Me away
Why hath' thou forsaken thee
When I am so all alone
And blood runs cold
Lord God
Why Hath thou
Forsaken thee
Is thy wicked way
The path from all sin
- or -
My frustration
A catalyst
From which I pretend
Why must I pretend
Lord God'
Why must I pretend
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
From: "The Cross"
Xlibris Pub.
Rev. (Rev. NOV2013)
Book #106627
Poem Details | by
Kate sparks |
Categories:
bereavement, blue, boy, childhood, death, dedication, flower, imagery, love, memory, mother son, remember, seasons, son,
After the lilacs have gone by,
before golden flowers bloom
we will walk through meadows
soft and blue
and feast on bread with honey
stolen from autumn bees
still drunk in love with sunflowers.
After the lilacs have gone by,
before red poppies dance,
as we wake in meadows
soft with dew
you will kiss my honeyed lips
and we will walk through springs
still drunk in love with bluebells.
After the lilacs have gone by,
before brown leaves of autumn
as we remember meadows
green and new
sweet dreams will flow like honey
from a sunflower child
with eyes the shade of bluebells
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, dedication, devotion, father, inspirational, peace,
******
I prefer to live in the
Ordinance of the Lord
Where truth and love
Can be found
------
I long to Reverence
In his Elegance
Where solutions' abode
-Abound-
In my Sorrowful Moment's
Of need...
I-crave to see the light
I pray to the Lord
Everyday'...
To keep me threw the night
GF
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Poem Details | by
jan oskar hansen |
Categories:
allegory, art, bereavement, fishing,
Gone Ashore Sonnet
I have sailed on many seas
they have various colours and smell,
but being indoors looking out
it got a bit boring as well.
One can’t stand by a porthole all day,
water stretching wet and endlessly
I knew I was never going to see
green grass again.
From a mountain, I can see the sea
but never go near the bloody thing
I swim in a river when it is hot.
Sea, shrieking gulls and rusty steel,
I prefer the forest and
the valley that has an unblinking eye.
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
caregiving, death, dedication, devotion, faith,
***************
From out...
Of the Cookie Cutter
My love for Christ
Shall always be
-----
When I think of His Love
It brings' things' back to me
In and around Eternity
------
I simply must reply with-in
I know that their is a reason
Why thing's shouldn't have been
Let Thy Will be done'
------
Why Gods' only Son
Had to die on the 'CROSS'
That day, to revive the people
To make them Pray!
------
And surely did they Pray!
------
Yet, by no stretch
Of the imagination...
Was the title lost?
------
But for the price of freedom
Jesus paid the COST
Poet Author
Gary Fields
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
bible, conflict, death, dedication, devotion, hope, inspirational,
The Lord draws'
A long line of divinity
By proclamation
And by design
------
The Lord is
Entrenched in divinity
And for the ministry
There is time, thus multitude
Of trinity
Becomes His long suffering
His cantor for restoration
Is hereby restored
Of time of being
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, desire, devotion,
I offer my sympathy
Not in empathy
But,
In hopes' and dreams'
In contemplation
Fore
He is forever present
And thou art with Him
An my heart ponders'
Exceedingly glad
At the wonderment
Of His love
----
And may His good grace
And His magnificent feats'
Of wonder
Find you within His kingdom
Fore
His kingdom is "JUST'
And He is the all mighty
- REST IN PEACE -
Gary Fields
Poet Author
From "The Cross"
Xlibris book #106627
(Rev. NOV2013)
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
adventure, allegory, death, faith,
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Just simply to
Walk right threw
With sincere devotion
------
Pay homage to the Lord
------
Fore He gives' life and Eternality
The Devil is all chagrin...
Ultimately, He will seduce
You with all manner
Of Sin..
And to the most of all
With Death and Darkness
That lay so deep with-in
He will lead you to
The path astray..
------
Ye' need not Pray
Fore their is still a price
That ye' shall hath pay
For the rest of your life
------
Council here with me
Sayth' the Lord
Fore I am He
Myth and Mygisty..
------
The King
GF
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
imagination, introspection, mystery, parody, sad,
------
God accepts' us all
Even the little baby child
He cast thee of robber's
And scourges'
For them,
Life is just not worth
Living
Life is not forgiving
------
But, He will always'
Transverse the Earth
-Of-
Decitful feast
Of wonder
The very which thing
That which puts' man
All asunder
Leaving me to wander
------
And threw His day of
Reap and plunder
The scourge of the earth
Doth' not wonder
-Fore-
All that's left for him
Is nothing
All of His empty
Forgiveness
Tis there by renderded
As sin' is to be no-more
For-ever and more...
AMEN
GF
Poem Details | by
Peter Hall |
Categories:
baptism,
The watery grave
Is proof I was saved.
It wasn't my death
Only the funeral
For a life on Death Road.
God is so practical.
Doesn't use dirt
Only a liquid grave:
A useful coffin
For useless life.
Then a watery resurrection
Fresh
Innocent
Pure
New
Something that has never existed before
Rises powerfully,
To an endless life
With unnatural desires
For a consummate God.
Exchanged offering
Exchanged capacity
For a watery entrance;
Unfair
Outrageous...
Wonderful !.
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
absence, bible, care, conflict, death, dedication, god,
He who question's
His own Soul
Thus, relinquish
To the deep
-- And -
All that is Holy
He is not Holy, merely
Incomplete
Thus, he has
Only one Spirit
To stand alone,
To the disdain
Of the Lord Jesus
Thy God....
He is so all alone
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
From: "The Cross"
Xlibris.com BOOK #106627
Rev. (NOV2013)
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, funeral,
Disposition is final
Yet,
The eminence
Of essence
Still lives on in the
Heart's and minds'
Of the Holy
- And -
Speak not,
Of the departed
-
Fore their eyes'
Shall SEE GOD
And they
Shall live
Out
Eternality
In the
Blessed
House
Of the
Lord
Forever and ever
Just call them friend
Amen
GF
Poem Details | by
Celestine Ikwuamaesi |
Categories:
spiritual
He came to save.
But the cross was the crux:
The Father's dire demand.
So he went.
He came with life,
But was lifted on a tree.
Hanging in the sun,
He gave the life.
He came to reap,
But must bear the fruit.
He fell into the ground.
And died! Buried!
He sprouted the third day,
Fruited. Still fruiting
'Cause He came to save.
And reap!
Copyright © 2013
By Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, dedication, faith, family, lost love, parody,
------
Intervention on the Faith'
Of the Lord
Fore
He will deliver Thee
When thing's
Get kind of Hard
Yes, their are many Days'
Where life just falls' apart
Those' are the day's where
We can do nothing but Pray
----But, it is so Sworn
That by the Blood
And Testimony in Jesus'
That He Shall carry
The Day'
------
Just be very Still
And let him show you
The way'
A divine intervention
On the side of Faith
GF
Poem Details | by
Celestine Ikwuamaesi |
Categories:
spiritual
He came to save.
But the cross was the crux
Of the Father's dire demand.
So he went.
He came to give life,
But was lifted, left on a tree,
Hanging in the singeing sun.
So he died.
He came to reap,
But the fruit must first die,
Buried in the belly of the earth.
So he budded..
He sprouted the third day,
Fruited—a hundredfold, and more.
Still fruiting because
He came to save.
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
funeral, happiness, peace,
Meet Him the
Rest of the way
His hands' have been
Out stretched
They are there
For you
------
Meet Him half-way
Take His hand
Remember Him in
Prayer
------
Lend Him your hand
Fore He is always'
Been there
-------
Touch some-one
Who Ye know really care
Be a friend in Jesus
The Glorious' Lord
-And-
Holy Prevaricator
GF
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
funeral, introspection, life, mystery, parody, philosophy, religion,
****************Trival Question?**********
Question: In what good way
Can evil be bad.....
Answer: When it come's to the Restoration
Of the Soul.....
GF
Poem Details | by
elizabeth wesley |
Categories:
faith
When the bending sickle of a silver moon,
Floats with the fleeting moth too soon;
Then let us strum the golden lyre,
With poesy for flames of fire.
Let not the dreadful words of doom,
Fade away the rose's bloom;
But pass thro sun and candle light,
To shine on day and the night.
A head that’s crowned with rimy frost,
Has found a soul that is lost;
And looking at eternity,
We have two eyes that cannot see.
But as the reaper comes to reap,
Closing eyes in eternal sleep,
To forgive a troubled mind,
Then know that death is always kind.
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, education, family, health, introspection, life,
******Note****
Speaking out on AID'S//
We all die
from AID'S
Directly
-Or-
Indirectly
GF
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, introspection, loss, lost love,
Cry not for love
Fore Love
Is the greatest
Of all thing's
Be not of despair
-Fore-
The Heart withers' not
Less it be incomplete
With all the completeness
-Of-
An empty Heart
Fear not it's memory
-Fore-
What ever is lost in thought
Can only be recaptured
Threw the imagination
What ever is of the mind
And Heart
Shall never be forgotten
By time
But shaped by circumstance
GF
Poem Details | by
Gary Fields |
Categories:
death, dedication, devotion, faith,
------
What a friend We
Find in Jesus
He sat up on that
CROSS
As if it all was lost
Obviously the plan
Didn't do what they
Say//
------
Fore He arose yet again
For the first time
In an matter of the
Third Day
GF
Poem Details | by
odu mkwute |
Categories:
death, devotion, faith, loss, lost love, love, peace, uplifting,
When your most cherished object is removed ,
And your life's light seems to go out,
When disappointments dodge your steps,
And your schemes fail through;
Remember the word that says,
My peace I give to you,
not as the world gives
that your joy may be full.
When your labours bring in no reward,
Learn to bow your head to say,
Your love is better than wine,
Don't stop short of this blessed experience.
Remember.....................
The Holy Spirit, the true wine of life;
Drops into your heart these words,
From God's very throne of grace,
And distills an infinite peace.
REmember.....................