While doing my daily internet loop
I read some poems at Poetry Soup
Some souls were bared
By a wonderfully talented group
So many unknowns are gathered together
Brandishing their talents without a tether
From gifted quills
Flocking together like birds of a feather
Whether mundane or totally bizarre
Through words they express just who they are
Some young, some old
Some shy, some bold
Each as marvelous as a shooting star
To the nameless owners of this great site
Thank you for giving our poetry flight
No longer adrift
Because of your gift
You are the beacon that brings us to light
God gave me talents and abilities to use!
The love he blessed me with. I wouldn’t refuse!
I wanted to use what was given. I really did!
I had no idea this would change how I live!
I spoke to the Lord with a heart felt confession.
Using my God given talent was my obsession!
People from church listened. It didn’t seem to matter.
There was too much “business”, “gossip” and “chatter”
I talked to the pastor about the desire I had on my heart.
I could tell he didn’t care…
Right from the start!
In my efforts to serve God, I most certainly tried.
There were many nights I laid awake and cried!
In my efforts to use God’s talents, I often felt alone.
I didn’t want to go anywhere. I stayed at home.
I wanted to give to others, the love God gave to me!
But I was alone now… It was so plain to see!
The many from church that I thought were my “friend.”
Would often criticize me again and again!
They told me that I wasn’t good at what I wanted to do.
“How could God use somebody like you???”
God picked me up when I felt very discouraged and down…
He filled me with his spirit.
His presence was all around!
He took my futile efforts to use me any way he could.
Everything I was going through... He understood!.
I’ve been able to share his mercy and love that he’s given!
His power and grace have
changed how I’m livin’!
I don’t need others “permission” for the talents I received.
His will in my life is what I aim to achieve!
His word and love have blessed me within!
I’ll do anything for my savior and friend!
By Jim Pemberton
Everybody has a talent the wise say,
I have seen it proved day after day.
The ways of the Universe are funny,
As easy to understand as a hangover after a single martini!
Just when you think you have learnt the lesson,
A new twist hits you right from oblivion.
My friend, he sings and strums the guitar,
I tried to give him company, ended up making him a star.
I handled the guitar, tried the rythm
All I managed to do was to confuse him.
He sang a bit, I croaked along,
The applause was more for my walking off, than for his song.
Nowadays I write my poems and have wise people read them,
They review it and laugh their heads off their brainstem!
I dare say my job is to spread a smile and a laugh,
The intention is all there, the 'talent' is the missing half.
I have become the inspiration for many...
I have bagged the award for upcoming poetic tyranny.
My talent is not for poetry, I have been told,
That might be true, but I have chosen to be bold.
The poetry should go on, so has the decision been...
Shall we settle for two slices of laughter with a drop of wisdom in between?
(My dear friends, thank you for all your comments and words of encouragement and i hope
this poem supports the fact that next to love, humo(u)r is the most potent and powerful
emotion worth pursuing. This is my tribute to you,my patient reader.)
God Gave Me A Talent… I Didn’t Use It!
God gave me a talent, but I chose to refuse it.
I had it… But didn’t want to use it!
God also gave me the ability to use what was given.
But it just “didn’t fit in” with my style of livin’!
The talent he gave, he wanted for me to share...
Although I went to church… I just didn’t care!
I was like someone who “buried the talent in the ground.”
When God came looking… I was nowhere to be found.
I was embarrassed of what he gave and ashamed.
I didn’t want to talk about Jesus,
or mention his name…
I wanted to be careful of who was my friend.
If I were to use God’s talent, I may easily “offend.”
We all have talents. God’s given them to each one.
He’s given to us his spirit and Christ Jesus his son!
All that we need to accomplish his purpose and goal…
He wants to use us! He loves us more than we know!
Will you “bury” the talents that God’s given to you?
Or will you just “turn your back” like others do?
He has a divine will for us all. A purpose and plan!
He waits for you… With an outstretched hand!
Won’t you allow him to use you HIS way?
Please do it now! Listen to what HE has to say!
HIS blessings in your life is for you to receive!
Reach out to him now! Trust and believe.!
By Jim Pemberton
Rastafari certainly was a young man of magnificent talent indeed...
He praised God, as Abraham did, in his chant and dance with true glee,
Bob Marlyn and Peter Posh helped him become a raggae star;
some folks thought he was crazy with those long, braided hair.
Since ninenteen-seventy when hippies abounded,
and revolted against the American Government with protest...
Rastafari wrote great songs of many themes for the oppressed
and poor who were denied civil liberties in their own land.
Listen to those songs, feel the vibrant beat in the his unique music
and walking in his shoes you can sing with him and become his friend,
because Rasatfari dreamed of seeing all peoples embrace around the troubled world...
has he died in vain or left an indelible legacy for those adoring his everlasting beat?
I try to change my life,
But no one allows it,
Is it because I'll fail,
Never live up to anyones expectations,
No change in my life keeps me from being in the reality of life,
That's why my life isn't easy,
I have been having thoughts about how easy it would be not to be around,
But I didn't take that last step,
Cause it would be my biggest re grate to hurt my true love,
That is how the true life of of a person is,
This is how we feel, think,
That there is no life that isn't sad,
But no one cares to lessen to a option of a few,
Cause our world must be censored,
And to be your on person is unexceptable
find one's feat
A young lad growing up in Sunday school,
Learning of Moses, David, and the golden rule.
God had place within him a talent:
The ability to make music on an instrument'
The teenager feeling somewhat insecure,
Not even certain whether God loved him anymore.
Still, he attended his church almost every week,
Hoping to find answers that he did seek.
Occasionally he played in the worship band,
And there he began to sense God's marvelous Hand.
His talent and confidence grew and grew,
People could see the Lord shining through'
God moved him out of his comfort zone,
And took him to a land far from his home.
While he was there, he began to understand,
God is God, the same in every land.
Christians world-wide gather to worship and praise,
And music is only one of their ways,
To express their love for Jesus in the manner He meant,
He became even more skillful on his instrument.
In a short time, God opened even more doors,
For him to use his talent on other foreign shores.
When he finally lays down his guitar, horn, and drum,
He'll hear his Lord say, "A job very well done'"
As long as he remains humble along life's way,
God will use him mightily as he continues to play.
The Lord gives us talents to be used for His glory,
That hearts may be touched by the great Gospel story'
Discover your talent, then don't be ashamed,
To develop and use it to worship His name.
Arthur Ball (H.S.L.P.)
January 15, 2006
There was a man named Ed Coet,
Who turned out to be quite a poet,
He spoke from the heart,
Thus he did impart,
And now all of Soup does know it.