Another New Year's Eve

What better way to say goodbye to this year than a poem about memories! I have been so blessed by so many through the years...I can only hope that I have brought a few smiles to some of you.

Here you go....from 2010...

Memories

Thanks

Lord,

For memories.

Those moments

When the years roll back

To times good and bad.

Old friends,

New meanings,

Faces untouched by time.

Reminding me

Of unseen hands

And forgotten plans.

What joy

To see

Your hand holding me.

Thanks

Lord,

For memories. 

Time to Put Away the Decorations

As much as I love Christmas, the time has come to put away the decorations....ok, in m house we won't do that until Jan. 1...My twins' birthday is the 31st and we always told them when they were little that the decorations were for them between Christmas and New Years.

So, I give to you one last Christmas themed poem for 2013.....

This Child

This child

Shatters the night

Revealing the path

To redemption

This child

Breaks the silence

Creating celebrations

In heaven and on earth

This child

Crushes the last enemy

Laying waste

To sin and death

This child

So helpless and small

Is the Savior

Of us all

This child

Is

Jesus.

'Twas the Night Before Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through my house....IT'S CRAZY!!! Not really, but it certainly isn't "not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse." Life sure can get us wound up, especially at Christmas. I somehow managed to find a few moments to myself earlier this evening and penned three Christmas themed poems....here's one of them:

A Life in Few Words

He left glory

Wrapped Himself

In flesh

Because of love

Stubborn hearts and

Unbelieving masses

Broke His heart

But He kept on

Rejected

By His own

Because love

Was too wide

Beaten

And mocked

Reviled He died

His arms held open wide

A borrowed grave

Was a temporary home

Three days and then

He arose

One day

Whether near or far

He will return for His own

Lord Jesus, come

Thinking of the Child

I often wonder what it must have been like that night so long ago....when Christ was born. What went through the minds of the shepherds and Mary and Joseph?

Thinking of the Child

Gaze in wonder

At the Child-King

Given to redeem

People like me

So small

And helpless

Yet given to conquer

My greatest enemy

Laid in a wooden manger

Wrapped in simple cloths

One day to be laid

Upon a wooden cross

Come to destroy

The power of sin

This wondrous child

The greatest of gifts.

'Tis the Season!

I love Christmas, but I'm terrible when it comes to writing about it. This was written just a couple of days ago. I apologize in advance....

The Shepherd’s King

Breaking

Through the night

An angel gave

The news to shepherds

These shepherds

Found the king

Not in a palace

But a stable

This king

Gave his life

For the broken

The poor

The lost

A king

For the despairing

He still calls

To the wounded

Come, be at peace.

Some days you should never pick up the pen......

One of the dangers in this blog is that I seem to have forgotten how bad some of this stuff really is. My senior year in high school seems to have been the genesis for a lot of bad poetry. The reason seems to be the three girls who managed to break through my veneer and touch my heart....and cause bad poetry.

I apologize for the following:

Smile

If I could make time stand still

I’d stop it at this moment,

With you this close to me.

Because there’s a reason why I smile.

The warmth we’ve shared

Has touched more than we two.

We’ve made others happy

Because they’ve wanted us both

To find someone who cared.

It was God’s will that we be together.

Maybe not forever,

Maybe for only a couple of days.

But no matter how long

Or short our time will be

Because of it

We shall both be better

And I just want to thank you

I just want to make you happy.

It's the Holiday Season

As with my reluctance to write poems about my faith, I have a great reluctance to write poems about Christmas....It's not that I don't love Christmas, I just have a hard time feeling that I can say anything worthwhile or that someone else hasn't already said.

Having said all that....Here's a very recent one dealing with Christmas.

Meditations on a Holiday

Have the sounds

Of the season

Overwhelmed

A child’s simple cry?

Dazzling displays

Of electric light

Threaten to blind us

To His star

Can we hear

The angels

Over the roar

Of the commercials?

A tine baby

In a rough-hewn bed

Christmas

Is something both

More and less

Than we have

Made it to be.

written Dec. 4, 2013

A Step Along the Way

I would say "you asked for it, you got it," except that no one asked for this! Lol! Here's today's selection...

Desire

Lord,

Why are we...

Why am I

So blind

To my need for you?

I know all the words,

All the steps.

Ritual is my

Second nature.

But where are you?

How I long

To know you,

To see a glimpse

Of your glory,

A touch of your hand.

Help me

Leave behind

Empty moments.

Fill me

With You.

Nostalgia is Memory with the Pain Removed

There are a few friends that I have lost touch with and I regret that so much. I wrote this poem in 2003 while thinking of a few of them.

Friends and Lovers

I thought of you today

And smiled.

My heart remembered you

As we were,

Unbowed by time,

Unspoiled by tears.

But that’s not real

No matter what I want.

Life has performed its task

And so here we are

Fumbling awkwardly

Over memories.

You have grown

And become the person

I always knew you

Would be

I’m not sure what I am,

Other than scarred.

Much has passed

Between chance meetings

Yet one thing remains

I am still blessed

By you.