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Shepherd of Souls

Divine Master most precious crowned golden Spirit 
You who sits in Heaven regal most gracious hear our prayers

Lord and Holy Master angels sing in choir rejoicing 
in Your love we break and share bread with wine

Body and blood in Your suffering for our sins 
Died on the cross at Calvary forgive me my King

I am weak in the eyes of the world guide me 
always and forever in Your light colours freedom Amen.

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

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The Spirital Womb

The tragedy of a Miracle started today
Our Lord’s brutalized body passed away 

Of all the tragedies in the history of man
This is one I try to grasp, but never can

For some reason I find it impossible to see
We crucified the greatest man in our history

Through all of the gain and all of the loss
It was a predestined coin man had to toss

I wonder how Pilot must have felt that day
He washed cowards hands in a cowardly way

Beaten and tortured, his skin ripped to shreds
As a thorny crown dug holes into Jesus’ head

While nailed to the cross he had one final goal
Through the mercy of love he saved another soul

He saved that soul and then our Lord Jesus died
Can you imagine the countless tears that were cried?

As we all know Jesus' body was placed into a tomb
To my minds eye it was no less than a spiritual womb 

And from inside that womb salvation was born
For the tomb was found empty come Sunday morn

This is not how the story ends it is only how it starts
The Lord now lives up inside each one of our hearts

Even those lost in Prison, the ones like I used to be
Can turn to the Lord and then they will be set free

Freedom is a thing that I think we all strive to find
It is etched in our heart and engraved in our mind

I was locked up in a cell nestled tightly away
Facing several years that I would have to pay

Up inside of that cell I made my own decree
A true miracle was taking place inside of me

I was a very evil man and I was so proud to show it
In the wink of an eye I was transformed into a Poet

I learned there is only one way to truly be free
Ask of the Lord, “ Jesus please come unto me”

And just as the Lord Jesus Christ rose up out of his tomb
We can all live with-in the comfort of his spiritual womb

Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2009

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The Law of Faith

"The Law of Faith"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

I would like to inform those who just don't know the half
Man can corrupt anything except for Truth and math
But when it won't add up, they start to multiply their lies
So in order to have something real, division must arise
And just think of the remainder, a mere fraction of self
Always needing common factors to feel complete breath
Some will use substitution, others will choose elimination
To solve the system of Life's complex equations
It just depends on the situation, how was the problem derived
If it can't be integrated, it must have come from inside
That is called false pride, that's its natural base
And to calculate E, you need infinite space
And you only have one face, you can only subtract one Life
That proof was in the Induction Of Jesus Christ
The Identity Of Sacrifice As Given By The Word
The Co-Sign Was By The Father, The Son, And The Holy Spirit, How Superb

Copyright © eric boddie | Year Posted 2016

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God has a plan,
And it is out of my hands.

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013

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Is Jesus in a box, hmmm…, let’s see,
Jesus in a six sided container? That’s hard to visualize for me.

Who’d put him in? Better yet, who’d take him out?
Is he really in there? That could cast some serious doubt.

What a tidy package is your Jesus in a box.
Would you have your Jesus dressed, or only in socks?

If “Jack” looked ridiculous in his spring loaded box,
would that mean Jesus should wear similar frocks?

How would we get him to far flung destinations?
Would UPS carry him without preparations?

Would he be bathed before he was laid inside?
“Cleanliness is next to Godliness.”  Recall the aside?

If you brought some vocal atheists to this table,
surely they’d sponsor legislation for a Biohazardous label?

Would Jesus still be relevant in Antarctica or the Sahara?
Remember they were late comers to a Christian era.

So I’m thinking, Jesus is not in a box, as far as I can tell.
If he was, it would likely be his permanent “death knell.”

For me, I like things the way they currently exist.
Jesus in a box, no, that’s just not something I’d like to mix.

For the Jesus in a box contest.

Copyright © John Trusty | Year Posted 2011

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I Love You Jesus

~I Love You Jesus~ (Couplets) Just when I thought, I was alone and so lost, You came to live inside my heart, and paid for me the greatest cost, Of all, and since then You never left my side no matter what I have done, Or what in my life I've chosen to do.In my soul you shine like the sun You're the most wonderful thing that happened to me.You make me whole, Without You to guide me I would be now in an empty darkened hole, Without You by my side, this life would be so worthless and very mean, Without You, my world would be so cruel and empty and so coldly grim. I know that there's nobody like Him in the whole world, you see He touches my heart and my soul, everyday, in every conceivable way, He's made everything for me so completely brand-new, you see, His sweet love fills the emptiness of my sinful soul, He sets me free. His love is the greatest therapeutic healer that every man should know, And without His Love and Grace there wouldn't be, any love left to show. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 March.03.2015
Authors notes: Reference Tap in to the truth - Scripture reading: John 3:16 FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY SON,THAT WHOEVER BELIEVES IN HIM SHALL NOT PERISH BUT HAVE ETERNAL LIFE. -JOHN 3:16 IN GOD I TRUST! My very favorite Psalm in the Holy Bible..Psalm 23. Psalm 23 King James Version (KJV) Very important verses to read in the Holy Scriptures.. 1. Nothing to be afraid of- Hebrews 13:5-6 2. The heart of the matter- 1 Samuel 16:7 3. A covenant of love- John 3:16 4. Thank You Lord- 1 Thessalonians 5:18 5. Christ in you!- Colossians 1:27 6. Don't let the devil put one over you- John 8:44 7. Follow your dream- Exodus 3:11-12 8. God of your trouble,God of your heart- Psalm 32:7 9. Don't look at the storm - Matthew 14:30-31 10. A word about angels - Psalm 91:11 11. The power of love- Galatians 5:6 12. Abide in the Word- John 15:7 13. Love the secret of success- 1 Corinthians 13:8 14. Seek God first- Matthew 6:33 15. No deposit- No return- Psalm 112:1-7 16. Be clothed with humility- 1 Peter 5:5 17. Solid Rock Faith- 1 Samuel 4-6 and Luke 2:18-36 18. Firm foundation - 1 Samuel 7-9 and Luke 9:18-36

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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Road to Over

Unwrapping both a blessing and a curse, extracts	
Love’s essence painting souls and framing them abstracts.
Too brazen into Jung’s collective we were when,
Our fists were punching holes up through the floors of Heaven.
We knew the fools from those among the wise who cherish,
But that denying harlot Fate, had to be selfish.
Now under burden of this heavy and cruel loss,
Pain’s pressing pitch to blacken the abandoned cross.

Among the broken pieces that will fall this way.
The mausoleums that will be cap stoned today.
In paper coffins lay the letters of their last,
To reconcile this day, or others from the past.
Possessions that become departing gifts to friends.
A rotting, cold corpse they will be, when passed again.

Those stalking zombies out of reach and courting hate
Caressing defense of an unforgiving state.
Must they forget the lover’s pages bled in ink.
Escape in substance high, and falling drunk in drink.

As desperation quickly fills their beds with drones.
The futile chains attempts, when weakness is alone.

To look again to see the gift from ending’s split.
A testimony of a truth embracing it.
For what this life has taken, in return, it gave.
Event Horizons welcome us beyond the grave.

Some morsels kept out of the ruins of our dreams.
A loving Christ’s hands will to heal and stitching seams.

His wisdom and his patience walking me still slower.
His ways are guiding me, in these, the years to over.

Iambic Hexameter
(Five ending iambs were substituted with amphibrachs)
Original Contest: Structured forms - Iambic verse - Sketch a fictitious character II
Sponsor: Giorgio A. V.
Poem posted: 01.07.15
Current Contest: Any Couplet You Wish
Sponsor: Laura Loo

Copyright © rob carmack | Year Posted 2015

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A Is For Angel, Z Is For Zeal

A is for Angels who guard us night and day.
B is for Blessings that God sends our way.

C is for Church, a body of believers.
D is for Devil, that hateful deceiver.

E is for Eternal Life Christ purchased with His blood.
F is for Faith in God to keep us from giving up.

G is for Grace, God's undeserved favor.
H is for Heaven, our future home forever.

I is for Incarnation, God became a man.
J is for Jesus, the Son of God, the Great I Am.

K is for Kingdom, God's kingdom will never end.
L is for Love, on God's love we can depend.

M is for Miracles, wondrous things only God can do.
N is for New Birth - if you'll believe in Jesus, you'll be born anew.

O is for Obedience, God's Word we must obey.
P is for Promises, God keeps the ones He's made.

Q is for Quick,our Lord is quick to forgive our sin.
R is for Resurrection, Jesus died but rose again.

S is for Scripture, God's love letter to you and me.
T is for the Truth we'll find if the Scriptures we will read.

U is for Unity, in Christ we are united as one.
V is for Victory, through Jesus our battles are won.

W is for Worship, our God is worthy of honor and praise.
X is for X-alt the Lord with voices and hands raised.

Y is for Yahweh, the Hebrew name for God, so holy.
Z is for Zeal, a fervent devotion to God wholly.

This is just a taste of the treasure you will find,
If you will read and study God's holy Word divine.


For Cyndi's Z is for Zariah ABC Couplet contest.

Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2013

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Talking to Jesus on New Year's Eve

I stand at the door of the New Year, longing to come in
to inner sanctum of your heart that I may live within

Do not stand outside and knock, the door is open wide
I beg you not to hesitate, come make your home inside

Beloved, how can that be when sin stands in the way
Allow me to clear it all so we can commune and pray

Please, clean up my heart of all that displeases you
I want to surrender myself to taste your love so true

Then claim ME Master of your life, and I'll complete this task
Listen closely to my voice, and do just what I ask

Your eyes open now to see time slipping through your hand
Soon I will come again to take you to Promised Land

Is the longing of your heart safety under my wings?
Then give yourself now to me, not matter what life brings

Don't you know I need you so to be forever mine
When nothing you hold back, I will gift you life sublime

I love you more than my own life, died your love to win
You break my heart when you hold back, clinging to your sin

I wander far away from you, though to my heart you're dear
At this time when New Year starts, I feel your presence near

So it is, I make this vow, to make you my desire
Ignite with your Spirit, Lord, so I can blaze with fire

I proclaim, in holy Name, to make a brand new start
of a life in which You are sole Sovereign of my heart.... 

Eileen Manassian

I wrote this as a responsive prayer for a church service we had in Nicosia during which we brought in the New Year as a community of believers. I've embellished it and changed the response from All to Me. There is so much that God wants to bless us with through Christ...we just have our hearts full of so many things that we can't receive it all. I know there is much for me to ponder on tonight....Wishing you every blessing...

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014

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Copyright © 2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 

by: LP

Copyright © Les Pruitt | Year Posted 2012

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The Man From Nazareth

Useless legs were made strong and walked,
Deaf ears heard and the speechless talked.
Sightless eyes were filled with light,
And all marveled at these wondrous sights.

With just a word, the demons fled,
A friend who died, raised from the dead.
Lepers were healed with a loving touch,
Sinners forgiven, though they had sinned much.

At a wedding, He turned water into wine.
With tax collectors and "sinners" he dined.
His actions made the Pharisees mad,
Their hardened hearts made Him sad.

He was just a carpenter, the people thought,
Until they heard the way He taught.
As He walked among them as a man,
They were blinded to His heavenly plan.

Who was this man from Nazareth?
Who promised life instead of death?
Though with human feet this earth He trod,
He was Jesus, the Son of God.


Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2013

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A Place In The Sun

Shelter from the shattering storm.
I seek you God to keep me warm.

Deep in my heart I have no doubt.
My wounded soul is turned about.

He gathers me in His comforting arms.
Shines forth to keep me from all harms.

The radiance from His beautiful face
lights my journey and brings me grace.

With a band of cherubim by His side
Lord Jesus begs me not to hide.

" Don't worry child" He says to me.
"The stripes on my back will set you free"

This gives me hope for joyful days
as I bask in His glorious rays.

I could not have a dearer friend.
With Jesus life will never end.

for the contest "A Place In The Sun"
sponsored by Gail Angel

Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2015

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Perfect Star

Star of Heaven, come to earth;
lead us once again to our Savior's birth.

Speak the language from God's own lips;
grant us nectar in honeyed sips.

Invade our hearts with revealing light;
accept our praises this holy night.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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What Jesus Means to Me

What Jesus Means To Me

This poem is based on sermon by Father Dave Davis,
Rector of St. James Episcopal Church, Shallotte, NC
on March 22, 2015. Gospel for Day was John 12:20-23.
Maybe they might put my poem on their website.

What Jesus Means To Me

Who is this Jesus supposed to be?
What should He really mean to me?
Of course, He is our Lord and Savior
And want to find myself in His favor.

There are things that I do not deny
Want Jesus to be a nice, great guy
Being available and also convenient
And like Him best when He is lenient.

What is it that we want Jesus to do?
Be nice and make dreams come true;
Answer prayers each and every one;
When He's around have a lot of fun.

Have Jesus help me grow and grow
And where it is I might have to go
Be with me up until my dying day
To heaven be sure to take me away.

Do I have to be much more direct?
What is it I am supposed to expect?
From Jesus but know that I am glad
His big job to do I never, ever had.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and
Member of Board of Vestry
and 2d Helpings Program 

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015

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Copyright © 2013

Politicians' greed seems to hover
  Over our lives, a simmering cover

Separation of Church and State?
  Satan planned mankind's fate

As in the days of Noah, sin did hover
  Over their land like locusts do cover

The faithful do not fret what is hovering
  By HIS Blood, the Lord is still covering

Our leaders refuse to make a deal
  When enthralled by Satan's Will

Politics, and selfish greed
  Failing our Nation's need

Obama-Care, a change that's fair
  Or, struggling against Satan's lair?

But, ye faithful remember the heavens hover
  Till horns blow clearing clouds that do cover.

by: LP
edited: 6 Aug 2013 - 8:22pm
         25 Sep 2013  - 8:13pm

Copyright © Les Pruitt | Year Posted 2013

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Don't Be Left Behind

~Don't Be Left Behind~ 

Please don't miss out and be left behind 
Salvation only in Jesus we can always find 

Try not to do, what you know is not right 
And pray to Jesus to keep you in His sacred light 

Don't keep company with the wrong crowd 
In front of our God be humbled not proud 

The ways of the Lord are always good and perfect 
He deserves all our unconditional love and respect 

Find the Lord first and to you all His blessings He'll surely add 
For your sins and mine He paid the price so we can be glad not sad 

For the love of God we can come anytime and have with Him eternity 
Only through Jesus we can have Salvation, not in our own way and ability 

We can not attain Salvation by just doing it with our own power or good 
We are not good!just 'God' is good and perfect!and that's understood! 

Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 


Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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My Valentine Acrostic Couplet

M any years ago, He saw my unborn frame
“Y ou are mine,” He whispered, “and I’ll give you my name.”

V ery many people don’t acknowledge Him today
A ll they want is more money so they can pay and pay
L ove is not something many people understand
I know what it is, for I’ve seen His nail pierced hand
N ot for all the world will I ever let Him go
T ime and eternity are in Him, oh, don’t you know?
I invite you to meet my Valentine, His name is Jesus Christ
N ever will you know such peace until He makes all things right…..
E eternal love, eternal peace, eternal happiness are all found in MY VALENTINE!

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

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Thank You For Everything

~Thank You For Everything~ 

 I share with You more than my heart and mind 
 And in You the most radiant light I can always find. 
 When sometimes I feel alone and I am all in the dark 
 You bring me hope and dreams that make my heart spark 

 Since I've found You I can clearly see 
 That there isn't anything impossible with you. 
 You've made my life much better... complete... 
 No matter what you've made it for sure more sweet 

 Your strength is more evident to me everyday. 
 You give me sunshine and rainbows after a rainy day. 
 I know that your love never stops not even for a second 
 And that You'll always be next to me in this life and beyond 

 I am so assured of all this with You right deep into my soul ... 
 Thank You Jesus for your salvation and thank You for making me whole… 

 Dorian Petersen Potter 
 aka ladydp2000 


Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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They watched as he was taken away in the night,
They ran away, though some would follow his plight.

Taken to a trial that was ever so crude,
Taken to a prison to be beaten and treated so rude.

Sentenced to die in the most hideous way,
Sentenced to the horrors that would befall him that day.

Long was the walk to that place on the hill,
Long was his time of suffering, submitting to their will.

The sky cried its tears and thundered its breath,
The sky screamed aloud at the time of his death.

Taken down and put in his mother's loving arms,
Taken down now, the world would forever remember this harm.

Entombed was his body, wrapped in haste,
Entombed was his body, laid away now to fall into waste.

That first day of the week His light re-entered the world,
That first day of the week, the head cloth lay aside and curled.

It was a day He should still have been dead,
It was a day, the angel told them, "HE IS RISEN, AS HE SAID" !

Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2016

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What Is Truth, Question Mark

 "What is truth?" Pilate plainly asked, 
 if a relative lens is one's looking glass. 

 What's right for you is different for me. 
 We haven't the same perfect eyes to see. 

 Do we seek to define our own, 
 when who could know truth but God alone? 

 How can one know which truth is right, 
 if holding a broken glass and not viewing with light? 

 How do we know God really exists? 
 The answer's written on our fingerprints. 

 We are made in His perfect image, 
 but the curse of sin reveals the damage. 

 A moral conscience is painted within. 
 It becomes more tainted the more we sin. 

 Where is the standard, if our conscience is led? 
 Some are soft, while others are hardened. 

 It's okay to murder the innocent, 
 an ignorant mob was convinced. 

 The bible says murder's a sin. 
 Is it THE Word, or a cultural spin? 

 Jesus claims," I am THE way, THE truth, THE life." 
 But people sometimes give this strife. 

 What sets Him apart from all the others? 
 He's the only one that saves without works. 

 God came down, as Jesus in humility. 
 He reaches to us, while others seek to reach. 

 Who is this God people try to understand? 
 What is our purpose, and what is His plan? 

 This is a great mystery, revealed in prayer. 
 Is truth found in Jesus, or elsewhere? 

 "What is truth?" people still ask today.
 Where are you going, and who leads the way?

Copyright © Juliet Ligon | Year Posted 2014

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The Church


History always does repeats itself in an unexpected manner
This dates far back to the Israelites in the wilderness God fed with manna
After six hundred years since we heard a pope resigned
This year brings back the history; The Pope unexpectedly resigned
Whatever may be the reason, everybody has personal divergent opinions
Last time we checked, he was the head of Catholic faithful numbering 1.3 billion.

Even if all should pass away with the doctrine of the church gone
Christianity will always forever remain the hand-work of our God
Different things are bound to always happen that many do not expect
God will forsake his church, that’s one thing many ought not to expect
The key to heaven given to peter does not have a duplicate unlike normal key
In times of tribulation and confusion one thing is for sure; Jesus is the only key.

There is freedom of religion as embedded in the constitution
What happens when the church becomes a center of prostitution?
Too many countless churches; may be what Jesus Had was last lunch
No matter what the constitution constitutes; in the beginning there was one church
What happened to the one church? Nobody cares to ask that rhetorical question
All said and done; do we serve the same God? That’s all to this rhetorical question.


Copyright © Victor Alexander | Year Posted 2013

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Please Dear Lord

~Please Dear Lord~
 (Couplets  free style )

 Please dear Lord help all those who are in pain
 Let them see that calling on You is never in vain

 That reading your Word can give them every day
 More strengh to carry on and make it through

 So many people are hurting right now so bad You know
 Please help them all because Your love for them just flows

 So many folks are figthing their own demons with depressions
 They deal with so much more in their daily walk with pain and tensions

 Assist them to see better,not be blinded by world and all everyday
 Help them all little and small, rich and poor to find love peace in you

 Dear Lord give all of my friends,family,brother and sisters in Christ hope
 Never from them hide Your face,give them all strength with everything to cope

 So many things out there that can distract and causes much pain in each heart
 But PLEASE DEAR LORD make all see that You're never far and Your love never part.

 Dorian Petersen Potter
 aka ladydp2000

January,22, 2015

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015

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Treachery, misery, things brought by insanity. Places know in Abysmal Fog.
Like Parricide, and infanticide. Things purchased from the blackest soul.
Teeming with and saturated by a malevolence only known as ABYSS

Darkness can only be fed by what was once lucidity turned to insanity.
Homicide, suicide, killing for pleasure, and the grandest must be Regicide.
We struck our liege down once … why not again! All it will cost is a fading soul

Freedom’s laid to rest in a country gone insane
Peoples hates and fears forgotten through all the pain
Political powers ruling the soul of human race
Grasped in the clutches of democracy 
Leaves the mind with a blackened space

Two thousand years since Jesus Died
All is lost no hope no pride
Went to the lash to save us pain
Amassed our fortunes for nothing but gain
Went to the cross to give us existence
Through blood shot eyes we give back resistance 

Two thousand years since Jesus died
All is lost no hope no pride
Shed his blood to forgive our sins
Gave our money to do it again
A crown of thorns he wore for us
A gown of gold we hold for us
The cross he carried, no warrant, no cry
The coffers we fill, we never care why.
So maybe it’s time for His Own kind of crime
This thing we saw before …. Called Genocide


Copyright © Ryland Matthews | Year Posted 2010

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ABOUT THE SECOND COMING OF JESUS CHRIST LORD Expressive art showed her face. The mother of Christ was shouting in silence. Her words were that we are amongst God. I read her lips. She stated to give respect during Passover. The vision was surreal. This Easter Sunday, when I give my speech, my teachings will be for a greater determination. Virgin Mary departed knowledge and new insight on the second coming of Jesus Christ Lord. The world will be celebratory. This knowledge is glorious. ___________________________________________________| Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi Contest Name: Jesus Nebula & Visions of Mary for Easter Entry Date: March 22, 2014 Date Written: March 22, 2014 Motif: Visionary

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014

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A Gift of Love

In Heaven’s light, a babe at peace,
the King of kings wrapped warm in fleece.
We heard the angels’ trumpets sound. 
His gift of light shone all around.
A worship song, I could not sing.
I had no gifts of gold to bring.
For I was just a gentle lamb, 
led to the town of Bethlehem.
My shepherd traveled to that place
with tears of joy upon his face.
He bowed in prayer then danced and leaped
until he heard the Christ child weep.
He saw him shivering on the hay,
met Mary’s weary eyes and prayed.
Without a word, God stirred his heart.
He sheared my wool, and filled his cart.
Then, pushed it to the stable where,
he warmed the babe with loving care.
A smile parted Mary’s lips,
and Joseph’s hand, she gently gripped. 
With glory, angels sang on high
as man and beast looked to the sky.
I had no gifts of gold to bring.
A song of praise, I could not sing,
I gave the Lord a gift of fleece.
Oh, holy babe, He sleeps in peace.

For Isaiah's Christmas with Christ Contest, 11/25/15 


Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015

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The Meaning of Christmas

The whole world loves to hear of the Babe who came to earth,
and will often pause to sigh at the wonder of his birth.

They marvel at the young Lad who sat in the temple that day,
astonishing the great teachers with the words he had to say.

They are pleased with Jesus turning water into wine,
healing all who came to him, feeding thousands at a time.

They see him walk on water, his power the waves to still,
his boldness, cleansing the temple, and it gives their hearts a thrill.

They hail him as a teacher and claim him as a prophet
but ignore the things he taught. Just what is it they all scoff at?

It is easy and safe to worship a tiny babe in a manger,
but the man hanging on a cross, to the world is but a stranger.

Is it birth or death we think of, when at Bethlehem our thoughts lie?
The real meaning of Christmas is that Jesus came to die.

Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014

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Freedom was always calling - A Poet's Prison Memoir

Throughout the years of bars and fences, several things kept me from falling
My Faith in God, My Mom, My Writing...and, that Freedom Was Always Calling
The nightmare started in "93", shipped off to do a second bid
I knew my mother was hurting deeply from all of the pain her silence hid
Downstate was another dagger, the lonely days, the nights, the "Draft"
In times of peace the seagulls shrieking...and, I could have sworn at me they laughed
Then came Green Haven/the pain continued; those forty months in just a cell
Abundant vermin, to live determined...where most Co's were scarred as well
College courses would keep me focused, mixing with others who sought degrees
To be well rounded my reading varied from Og Mandino to Sophocles 
All was good, then times grew darker, by "95" my health had waned
Some forsook me while others wondered how my Trust in God remained
On bended knees I prayed this daily..."Not my will be done, but thine"
Then I was showed One set of "Footprints" which I knew could not be mine
Deliverance came, yes things got better; I thought my sorrows were finally gone
Until I left to live in Fishkill, which in truth was Matteawan 
Intellectually I was their equal, they had no choice, but to grin and bear it
For, I knew their books, their words, their history...and many things deemed esoteric
Bogus tickets, the box, harassment, they thought I'd fold from all the stress
Still, what would I be if I didn't suffer?...a spineless man who acquiesced 
People have asked me how I survived it, a prison life sometimes appalling
I inhaled deeply, and finally told them...That Freedom Was Always Calling

Freedom Was Always Calling by Poetiq1der aka Don Simmons

Copyright © Don Simmons | Year Posted 2014

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Life on the wing

The stained colored glass of flying things                                                                       as the dragon flies beauty of true beings                                                                      from creation flying from the fifth day                                                                        myths may fly after the seventh phase                                                                       devil is in the details but he has no wings                                                                     upon his belly he must go lying to everything                                                                    Heavenly-fall -Sky-Luxuriant-Dragon-lord of flies-Youth                                                 but proof is older and will outlast the lies for it is truth                                                       God’s creatures receiving the blame from the inane                                                           as in man’s dismay superstitions give way to bane                                                           To some Horse stinger devils dart devil's needle ear sewer                                               to some it is the nymphs giving rise to an ancient lore                                                   Power of flight and light but Lucifer’s lies will not stay                                                    land and water the beast does rise not to your dismay                                                     It is not a dragon that will ever again fly for truth does rise                                              is a story of a simple creation of God’s winged things do fly                                             The truth is a dragonfly’s glassy wings and birds do sing                                                    God is true love and does give life to all on the wing

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014

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A Dark Fantasy

I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!

In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power

Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find

I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings

I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil

Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter

The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?

Copyright © Neha Godambe | Year Posted 2012

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Out of the Same Mouth

I wonder what would Jesus say
If He were to walk into the fray
Would He point and accuse
The volatile atmosphere confuse
Would he spend time to malign
Place on forheads, the devil’s sign
Would He just point and then jeer
Behind cupped hand, at others sneer
With sealed lips would he stare
Would his children, He compare?

This is what I believe He’d do
When He walks into the milieu
With tears pouring from His eyes
Burdened down by all the lies
He’d point to His wounded side
“For EVERY sinner I have died!” 
That means me, and that means you
No one is perfect; I thought you knew
Oh, how His heart breaks every day
From the vile things His children say
With the same mouth they bless and curse
All this only make the matters worse…
The blood that drenched the wooden cross
Was not meant to be spilled for loss
It cleanses sin with crimson glow
And makes each heart as white as snow
The Book of Records is in His hands
We all will meet that book’s demands
We all must answer for what we’ve done
Standing before God’s only Son

So here is some advice from me
If you want to taste eternity
Make amends and apologize
Be justified in heaven's eyes
Then close the book and walk away
And for the hurt ones pray and pray
Only Jesus is without sin
Invite His Holy presence in
Forgive, forgive, and then be done
Tis with His love that hearts are won.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

“Christ Himself did not suppress one word of truth, but He spoke it always in love. He exercised the greatest tact, and thoughtful, kind attention in His intercourse with the people. He was never rude, never needlessly spoke a severe word, never gave needless pain to a sensitive soul. He did not censure human weakness. He fearlessly denounced hypocrisy, unbelief, and iniquity, but tears were in His voice as He uttered His scathing rebukes.  He wept over Jerusalem, the city He loved, that refused to receive Him, the Way, the Truth, and the Life. They rejected Him, the Saviour, but He regarded them with pitying tenderness, and sorrow so deep that it broke His heart. Every soul was precious in His eyes.” (Desire of Ages)

James 3: 8 – 11: But no human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison.9 With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse human beings, who have been made in God’s likeness. 10 Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers and sisters, this should not be.

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013