T~hirty-two steps through the yellow-green grass led me to you.
H~aving to choose which one; my heart with no doubt chose you.
E~very rose bloomed quite differently, though nothing meretricious like you.
R~ed is known to be the favorite color to man; color blinded; my soul desired you.
O~f all the roses, my senses were captivated and comely to you.
S~ome men may pick more than one rose; but, I only want you.
E~ven mother nature so pulchritudinous can't compare to you.
W-hen the fullness of time had come, Jesus was born behind an Inn in a cave-like stable.
I-n the Inn there was no room for the Son of God, no room for the Saviour of men.
S-tar was shining so bright above the stable for the shepherds to find their way to Him.
E-ven angels proclaimed His birth to those shepherds "Unto you is born this day."
M-anger is where Mary and Joseph first laid him. It was filled with hay.
E-very animal there must have known that their Creator had come that day.
N-o one knew the depth of love God had, to give His Son to dwell among men.
S-ame star guided three kings from the Orient, who studied the stars and heavens.
T-hese wise men from the East came saying "Where is He that is born King"
I-n their hands they brought him gifts of gold, frankincense and myrr.
L-ike these three wise men, wise men still seek him today!
L-ove is the reason that God sent His only Begotton Son into the world to save us.
S-eeking for you and me, yes God was seeking for us because we had left Him.
E-veryone, yes, all we like sheep have gone astray. Everyone to his own way.
E-ach one has to make his on decision to follow Him or not to follow Him.
K-ing, born to be a King. King of the ages. King of the past. King of the future.
H-eaven, He came from Heaven to earth to show us the right way.
I-niquity, the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all.
M-elody, He gives us a sweet melody, we sing many songs of praise to Him.
T-ree, A Christmas tree, the love that Jesus had for us, to die on a tree.
O-nly one life and how soon it passes. Only in life can we accept His Love.
D-eliverance, He came from Heaven to preach deliverance to the captives.
A-cknowlege Him and accept Him. Behold now is the accepted time.
Y-ou, Yes, this Christmas Love was for You. Will You accept this love?
For Brian Strands Christmas Love contest.
F alling in love with Winter; she’s ice cold dressed in snow white lace
A ll the while dating Summer, who’s still sizzling hot
L ove affairs bruised with revengeful reds, oppressed oranges, and yelling yellows
L eaving Summer with a promise to one day rekindle their love
T he God of our Fathers, sole author of all life
H e, by decree placed man above the rest
A nd all other creations in his charge for keeping
N ow and forever, let your truths be written in our hearts
K eeping man forever mindful of this high place
S o with gratitude this special day is planned
G iving thanks and praise to the one true King
I n you alone our faith and trust will lie
V alidate our hearts we do implore
I nundate our lives with grace of light
N ever turn away from our humble plea
G ive us eyes to see and the ears to hear
D ying, freely, you gave us life; by rising you gave us hope
A ll your words and actions teach the ultimate truth
Y our love alone holds our world in stead
Most wonderful woman God gave to me
You fill my heart with so much joy and glee
Everything I will drop just to heed your call
Together with you I can face it all
Enchanting lady to my heart you hold the key
Rightfully yours from the beginning till eternity
Never will I cheat or betray your trust
Always I promise this until I turn to dust
Loving you with a love that forever will last
Warming my nights and making my days bright
Inspiration you bring makes me want to write
Fulfilling my needs in every aspect
Eternally it is you I will love and respect
Like milk from blue mountains' swollen breasts, the fog
Intertwines with pungent campfire smoke, a blue mist
Frescoing my quiet river valley's primeval lap.
Twilight tiptoes, surreptitiously, spying on secluded tryst;
Interlaced, grape and honeysuckle canopy overhead,
Noddng blossoms dripping sweet fragrance,
Granting nectared kisses my lips cannot resist.
The blue moon peers through hazy clouds, then turns
Hiding his eyes from lovers unashamed upon the ground;
Emotion rising in his core, he looks again and sadly yearns.
Furtively, he draws foggy blankets o'er us two,
Orchestrating sequestered solitude until
Golden sunlight warms the earth uncov'ring me and you.
July 5, 2014
Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.
He was my very first daydream
I thought about him all the time
Something about him made me beam
Seeing his face was so sublime
Making good grades in class was a breeze
It was his smile that was my motivation
Liking him came with such ease
Every thought of touching him came with hesitation
All I had was the way he looked at me
Waiting for his glances became my prize
A chance encounter filled me with glee
I wanted so much to feel the warmth of his eyes
Thinking of him is a great memory
Smiles like his have become few and far between
Love is always close, but sometimes hard to find.
Endless the battle between the heart and the mind.
A bitter pill to swallow when love does the leaving.
Voicing desires, piecing together the hope of believing.
Embrace the act of love, it is the moon in the evening.
Youth will fall to the age of decay and death.
Our hearts can not survive, what will be left?
Understanding, it will all end, I will seize to exist.
My time dies away with each passing moment.
You capture every hour, the seconds well spent.
This is love, I feel it surrounding me, don't cry.
Existance is only here for a short time, I will die.
And you will survive to love again, please do.
Remember the times between me and you.
Sun rises and sun sets, love rises becoming new.
I will leave you my tears.
Spread my ashes upon the Earth.
Life has come full circle.
Time for growth and rebirth.
I will leave you my tears,
Don't you cry for me.
My vessel has sailed away,
Know that my spirit is now free.
Leave You My Tears
For Contest: The Poet II
Sponsor: Gautami Phookan
Poet: Casarah Nance
Date: September 04-2014
The love God gives remains unbound.
Jesus of Nazareth came down.
Everlasting, His love abounds.
Deliverer and Redeemer: crucified, He died.
Eternal sacrifice, His perfect life tried.
Painfully executed, giving no retort to their lies.
Omnipotent creator, teacher, and revelator
Righteous, He lived, and died; over sin the victor.
Incomprehensible pain He, for us bore.
Two women, Mary, His mother, and Mary Magdalene
Inconceivable how perfect love and wisdom fomented.
Overcome with grief, Nicodemus and more lamented.
Never ending love, on the third day Jesus the Christ, alive presented.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009