If finding yourself means going it alone,
You shouldn’t—a fact that is painfully plain.
Need is a naturally human bemoan,
A collaboration helps you remain, a
Friend to those who also have needs to atone.
I'm clearing a path, a push straight ahead,
Sailing stress free in my life stem to stern.
Right where I should be, clarity widespread,
Behind me no wake or substantive churn.
Like all things in life from which one must glean,
A period of time flowing under
Bridge where it is swept quite far out to sea,
Over vastness like far distant thunder
Troubled and troubles, mere seconds they flee
Water healing life’s fires placed asunder.
I promise you one fact I now cherish
Will power alone is power itself, so
Ease your mind with the faith you’ll not perish
Your success assured, fear placed on the shelf
Mind over matter, peace you’ll inherit.
© David Wegman 2014
Submitted for Roy Jerden’s Poetry Contest: “Bridge Over Troubled Water - Word Acrostic”
If you are sad or are lonely
You will need a helping hand
Need friends to gather around you
A cry of help I will answer
Friend is what you will always be
I'm sailing through rough waters
Sailing to you fast as can be
Right now I can feel your sorrow
Behind you leave your problems now
Like they never had existed
A problem shared is halved
Bridge's are there to help you cope
Over time you will learn and grow
Troubled mind will then be at ease
Water flows washing them away
I will help carry your burden
Will support and ease your passage
Ease and peace will flow over you
Your time is now not tomorrow
Mind set free to flow like water
written by Shadow Hamilton
Contest: Bridge Over Troubled Water
sponsor Roy Jerden
I have sat at the table in the pub where this song was written there is a plaque
on the wall commemorating this wonderful song and a view of the river as it rushes
past in turmoil you can also see the bridge from the table they used.
W hen a wedding took place
A t Cana in Galilee
T he mother of Jesus said to Him
E very wineskin is empty
R emember the story from long ago
I nto the ceremonial pots* water was poured
N ot wine but just plain water to wash hands and feet
T o clean away the dirt(sin) of the world
O ut came wine(His blood) a New Covenant
W ine to cleanse away all sin
I nto the ceremonial pots* water
N ew wine, great wine, the best wine came out
E ternal love, grace, salvation _Eternal Life came in
Ceremonial Pots were pots that contained water
for washing away the dirt of the world or the
sin that the Jewish people came in contact _
Remember Jesus washing their feet..
The water = the law
The Wine= allegory or metaphoric language to speak of His shedding of His blood on Calvary or of drinking His Blood at the Passove
or in our communion of today...
If at any time in your life
you feel the desire and the
need for someone to be
a source of comfort and a
friend in all situations
I'm always around for you
sailing on the waters of life
right through the darkest hour just
behind you in fair or foul weather
Like a log on the river banks I will be
a path across for you just like a
bridge stretched from bank to bank
over the raging turbulent river
troubled by the wind churning the
water into a mass of liquid fury
I am right there at your side and
will always be there for you to
ease all of your burdens and
your fears and to comfort your
mind to peace and tranquillity
Sitting comfortably at my veranda on sunny day
Yet my heart still searching and longing for something
Thinking of the cool blue water splashing nearby
Makes me decide to take a deep and refreshing plunge
July 20, 2013
For Adam Hapworth “CAPTCHA ACROSTC” contest
Spend your hard-earned cash on fuel for takeoff.
Pray that the government does not find out until gone.
Allow your free time for checking weather, not golf.
Case the local food store for dry goods you can con.
Evaluate your water supply needs, no water in cosmos.
Secure a safe place for waste, body waste floats to easy.
Have welding knowledge, so your stored rocket is close.
Internet may bring suspicion making government queasy.
Plan to go up straight in the air, horizontal rockets scare.
B ridge Over Troubled Water...
R ealizing I am not above trouble...
I am human to a fault...
D ecisions in life to be crossed...
G od knows my life stands at the alter...
E ternity is my bridge over troubled water...
O ver Troubled Water...
V ictory in the mist of my troubles...
E ven when I make the same mistakes...
R ivers of troubled water will take place...
T roubled Water...
R eality sinks in, through the flow of the river...
O nly that can be seen, by the unseen eye...
U nderneath the bridge there lies...
B eneath the waters that flow...
L ies awaiting the answer to our call...
E very decision that can be made over...
D ecides our destiny through troubled waters...
A s clear as the answer to our troubles...
T akes us on to a new life...
E ternity, forever illuminated by the living Christ...
R ealizing that He is the answer to, Bridge Over Troubled Water...
By: Cinda M Carter
Contest...Bridge Over Troubled Water
If the days seem too long to bear
You should call on God, he is always there.
Need someone to talk to?
A person who you know will always be true?
Friend, talk to jesus, he will deliver you
I'm struggling with doubt and sorrow
Sailing through this world is harder than I thought it would be
Right in front of me lies tomorrow
Behind me are the mistakes, always taunting me
Like the seprent did to Eve
A woman was walking, searching for "The Healer"
Bridge after bridge she crossed, with no one there to help her
Over and over she fell, growing weaker with every step
Troubled with her sin, she wondered, will God's promise be kept
Water! She found water, and the Master was waiting, and into his arms, the woman lept.
I am the Lord your God, and I'm so glad you found me.
Will I heal you? Of course, my child.
Ease your mind, little one. Your soul is now set free
Your heart has been hurt and you've been sick for a while
Mind you, I'm your father. I've been with you, mile after mile.
a boy is boating on the yellow river
singing songs and praising the nature
singing loudly and thanking the creator
woods are there beside the river
the boy must be human race and woods, rivers are all nature
the still water is not still now
a seven headed snake
is chasing underneath the water
the body was dark and seven heads symbolize seven sins that are devils graces
oh the boy is unware the snake
like we and our fate
wake up o' little soldier,u have to win
against darkest nature
We drink it and use it for many things. It’s as
Ancient as the dinosaurs. We drink and use
The same water that they consumed. The water cycle is an
Ever going process that
Reuses water in all three forms.