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Details | Free verse |

Jesus was Turkish

A strange claim
Of a man of passion
Of kindness
He said
Let the children come to me
For what man would refuse the smile
The innocence of a child
He parted his kindness
His wisdom
His love of all tribes
Animal and man, felt the kindness of his eyes

His tears grew this world
His voice made all of us listen
He made fisherman, philosophers
He made masons run free
He sang to ladies of the night
With the wine from wells of passion
Caliphs and Abu Nuwas soon followed

Love belongs to no one tribe
No sect or religion
It’s the flower that seed's travels the globe
Like feathers floating in the wind

When you see a child with no food
A woman with no smile
A man with no home

You make a balloon or funny face
You grow a rose
You build a hut

Trust in the kindness underneath
It will kiss you on your death bed
You shall rise to the heavens

You loved the universe

Notes: This is one poem that for sure can be peeled like an onion. First of all, I am working on a poem based on historical fact, and documents from the Vatican, that will serve no other purpose than to tell an age old story. Yes part of it takes place in current day Turkey.

Second, I have a friend who resides in Turkey, and we met over the internet, and over the years, have become friends. I know him to be kind, to all people and animals. We are simply friends that have shared stories, laughter, and hardships at times. Whether someone  lives next door or half way around the world, true friendship and honor is hard to find. You can not give it or receive it. You can only both earn it over time.

No man is perfect, we are what we are, but when you see a world in turmoil, as we do these days, maybe this small event or moment carries weight. I myself am not so nice. So then I must say this, My friend Volkan is, not to me, but to countless people. A smile and kindness costs nothing, and the world needs more of this richness. 

Everyone these days talks of how technology is ripping apart society and this may well be true, but this is a choice we all make, technology is merely a tool. One can also use it to build bridges and friendships. 

Normally I would be shy to give such praise, however events have taught me that, its better to speak good words than be silent.

Thank you, for helping building a better world!

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016

Details | Senryu |

East Jesus

Picture 1	the message is sent
		loud and clear to the four winds
		nobody listens

Picture 2	the whirlwind roars past
                leaving in its wake havoc
                and broken spirits

Picture 4	drinking to old age 
                drowning memories in wine 
                that has gone sour

Picture 5	racing against time
                in youthful exuberance 
		life turns to ruins

Picture 7	sought eternal fame
		now, imprisoned in stardom
		she pleads for freedom

Contest: East Jesus
Sponsor: Roy Jerden
Placed: 6th

Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Dear God

I wish I could write you a love song
Fill with heart felt words
I wish I could say that I love you and meant every word
But as you know I am just a man
And even now as I have grown
I still cannot understand the meaning of those three letter words.

I spent my life searching
I spent my days hoping
Even now as I have aged and have a family of my own
I still do not understand the meaning of those three letter words

They say, that they love you
They say, that they care
But their words are cheap and weigh no value.

My heart is still broken
My bones are weak
My nights are restless
And my soul is asleep.

I feel so hopeless
Defeated and crush
These burdens I carry
Have me buried in a dump.

I try to call out
I try to shout
But these words I speak
No one can hear me.

God take my hand
Lift my pain
Save me from this cane
I am afraid its about to leave a big old stain.

Lord I am in so much pain
These scares bring nothing but shame
Jesus please let it rain
Save me, I think I am about to go completely in sane.

Copyright © Patricia Garcia Howard Bramble | Year Posted 2015

Details | Enclosed Rhyme |


It came to me one night, a dream
An idea, a thought, a better way
Is this all there is, this life I have
To wake and live another day

Exist just like a cloud, or shrub
To eat and sleep, work and play
Go here and there, do this, do that
Wait for Friday, bills to pay

The hairs are counted on our heads
Our bones will see decay
But the spirit will live on
Past when we’re old and grey

A plan, a purpose, his promises pure
I trust his word and pray
I know that my Redeemer lives
The truth, the life, the way

Copyright © Brian Moore | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |

The Age of Earth


God spoke the earth into being
He created woman and man
From the moment of its inception
You were part of God's plan

Theories abound as to the age of earth
But that matters not at all
What matters most is are you ready
To heed the Master's call

He stands at the door and knocks
Are you willing to let Him in
For He is the only source
That can save you from your sin

The existence of the earth
Will forever be debated
Until Jesus comes a second time
Will you be one who waited

Saying to yourself
One day, I'll heed His voice
It isn't wise to wait
Today is the day of choice

Tomorrow is not a promise
Yesterday is gone
Today is the day of reckoning
Don't face life on your own

Eternity is forever
In Heaven or in hell
When will Jesus come again
Only time will tell

Curtis Moorman
7 June 2012

Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2012

Details | Rhyme |

Katie's Graduation

Angels of pure innocents
gave us sheer elegance
bright, pretty, smart, kind, committed to excellence
from the vestiges of youthful delights
onto the challenges of the bright
passing from the secure culture of youth
to a culture of wisdom of truth 
oh we pray for wisdom of humility 
may angels and doves protect
with love of our Father smiling above.

Copyright © Edward Snyder | Year Posted 2016

Details | ABC |

Lady Una and the Lion

Walking in the meadow of life on that summer day

Where she always loved to be at Una  walked along the steady stream 
As she picked up the white Lilly flower and put upon her hair of gold (princess of love)

And the daughter of a dander king
Una suddenly turned her head to the old orchard tree and begun to sing roman lullabies of joy

With tears of affection shed for the god who lives above the skies
At that moment she gazed back to the stream 
And there the lion stood so tall just like a king eyes wide looked to una 
As she went toward the mighty lion he went to her and utter'd thee words 
 I am a creature of pride with nothing to hide I am pure of heart true of courage with a mask of savage a mane gold as our hearts-

She became very happy and intrigued 
As she laid her gentle hands on upon the lion she spoke these words 
  -I love thee lion and by sun and moon I love thee freely as men strive for right;
I love thee purely in my old griefs and childhood's faith 

There a tiny lamb appears right next to her and the lion 
So small and graceful like a gift from god above 
The tiny lamb followed them further into the enchanted meadow sky as crystal blue and the wind is calm they drifted off strung into the world
To bring new love joy and courage to the world and spread good faith

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | ABC |

Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

Details | Grook |

The Age of Relativity

Thinking rationally if you leave out one part                                                               Enlightment in the wrong speed and direction will go                                                  when missing in the equation in the end middle or start                                             naturally instead of a brilliant light you are separated into a black hole

Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

Am I Really Happy

Am I Really Happy?

With everything I’ve acquired and got...
What kind of happiness has it brought?

With everything I have or can name...
Has it given me joy or brought me shame?

With all that this world can give me…
What kind of life “lies beneath me?”

With all of my possessions and wealth…
Do I have contentment and “true” wealth?

I want it to be known and wish to express…
I’m not so sure, I’m what you would call “blessed.”

There’s something I know to be certain.
Tomorrow could be life’s “final curtain.”

There’s something that’s been on my mind.
Have I given God just some of “my” time?

There’s one thing I’m going to do… And do it now!
I’m going to come to the Lord and humbly bow.

This is something I need to say and do...
Give it all to God!  And tell him;

Something that I should have done already...
When Christ comes again…  I want to be ready!

God’s joy and happiness is true and very real!
The presence of God..,   I can already feel!

What God has given to me, no one can take away!
For he comforts me and is with me every day!

By Jim Pemberton   

Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |

Got Jesus?


A simple life is all I am wanting,
But the past can sometimes be painfully haunting.
Mistakes we make as we take life’s stroll,
Can later on be a stumbling block as we struggle to reach our goal.

With age comes a little thing some call wisdom,
And hopefully when you reach that magic age you wont look back with a heart that is cold
and numb.
The very thing I am most ashamed of at this very time,
Is not accepting Jesus in my life when I was young and in my prime.

I think of all those wasted years and that emptiness in my heart,
When I was too busy making money thinking this was my only part.
One side of me was saying I was a good man and a good dad,
While the other side silently knew I was leaning heavily to the bad.

Pride, silly pride can turn any man into a fool,
If his life is not right, pride can be hurtful and cruel.
Some wear it like a badge of honor but it can wear heavy with time,
And make it hard to reach the tops of some of those hills we must all climb.

Those that know Jesus can thank their lucky stars,
He should be the center of all our attention in this world so vile, and bizarre.
The good news is as long as we are still alive,
And ask Him into our heart His love will never leave us, only flourish and thrive.


Copyright © Ronald Bingham | Year Posted 2009

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Already Dead

    Since our first breath
    And our first desperate cry.
    We are doomed, cursed,
    And destined to die.

    No man can run
    from this desolate fate.
    'Cause only God knows
    Our pending death date.

    This flesh that you see
    will soon be nothing but bone.
    Buried in dirt.
    Isolated and alone.

    Every tick of a clock
    Is an ominous sound.
    To my eternal grave
    I am forever bound.

    Maybe I should be happy
    to be living now instead.
    Or perhaps I am now already dead;
    Perhaps now I am already dead...

Copyright © Micheal G. Weston | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric |


Hello Dear Jesus,

It's been a long, long time.

I hope that you still know me,

I've been hiding quite awhile.

I know that you know all things

Still, I think I should explain,

The reason I've been hiding

Is because of all the shame.

I know that I don't look so great

For meeting up with you

But I hope you understand

I've been alone since I was eight.

You probably see the dirt marks

And smudges on my face

But it seems no matter how I try

Some things can't be erased.

They say that eyes are windows

That peer into the soul.

I'm afraid that if you look there,

You'll find it dark and cold.

I'm not sure why it is, Lord,

But you won't see any tears.

I guess they've just been locked up

Inside me all these years.

I know that limp and lifeless

Is my unruly hair.

I guess that's just what happens

When no one really cares.

And if you ask a question

I won't have much to say.

I've found that no one really wants

To hear me anyway.

And if you care to listen,

Sit quiet and you'll hear

How hard my heart is pounding.

That's because of all the fear.

You'll notice that I wrap my arms

Around me all the time.

I do that for protection

Of the things that should be mine.

See, not so very long ago,

Without an ounce of care,

Someone took away from me

Things I never meant to share.

And if you find I tremble

When you come close to me,

It's because of all the dreadful things

That someone did to me.

Jesus I'm so sorry

If these things have saddened you.

But when I cried out to you

You never told me what to do.

I know that in my mother's womb

You created me

And I can't help but wonder

Is this what I was meant be?

They say that you are everywhere,

With each and every one,

But it seems that on those dark nights

You left me all alone.

They tell me that you love me

And I suppose it's true,

But Jesus, please remember

That he said he loved me too.

Copyright © alainey craig | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

winter died

lightness of touch.
new breeze upon
stale air affronts.
my soul waits
for moments like these.
roam within winsome sapling
you fragrant gentle wind -
bringing relief to aged
take me back
to days gone passed
when spring meant
the eve of longer days
and winter died
in enthusiasm
of laughter and endless
romps in sultry days.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi

Copyright © Rick Stassi | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

Jesus, did you see

Jesus were you watching
When he pulled down my pants
When he kissed my pink parts
When I was his kiddie romance

Jesus did you notice
That he devoured me each night
When he told me he loved me
When I was too small to fight

Jesus could you see
When he bought me gifts and toys
I was naive to know that later
He would steal my trust and joy

Jesus are you aware now
He manipulated the whole show
Taking what he thought he could
For eight years in a row

Jesus I know you were there when
I spoke up and said "stop!"
You gave me the courage to 
Involve the local cops

Jesus thank you, you saved me
From the dark world of men
As I was eaten alive as a child
Thank you God, amen

Copyright © Lauren Smith | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

One Snow Flake At A time

One snow flake at a time builds Christmas
Spiriting colored lights electric in the air
Through white swirling waves of mist on Winter  
Remember ice cold pine trees bold green
Unusual bright objects ornamented all about
Branches tinseled, an ancient gold angel on top
Clear into late December
Shouting Merry Christmas freely
Whispering Happy Birthday baby Jesus
On one snow flake at a time if it pleases

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2016

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The Jesus We Serve


His riches in glory, He forsook
As recorded in God's Holy Book
He came to die for sinful man
According to His Father's plan

But before He bled and died
He fulfilled what was prophesied
He must be born of virgin birth
To start His life here on the earth

At the age of twelve, men were amazed
At His infinite wisdom and the questions He raised
Then from the age of thirty to thirty-three
He ministered throughout all of Galilee

Preaching and teaching, miracles wrought
His healing power was constantly sought
Deaf made to hear, the lame to walk
The blind to see, the mute to talk

Paralytics commanded to roll up their bed
On many occasions, He raised the dead
He even changed water into the best wine
With tax collectors, He would often dine

Religious leaders became enraged
And a plot to take His life was staged
They convinced a crowd who loudly cried
Away with Him to be crucified

They mocked and beat Him that horrible day
No man had ever been treated that way
They hung Him on a rugged tree
Which He had to carry to Calvary

They laid His body in a borrowed tomb
This Man conceived in a virgin's womb
But on the third day, He arose to live
And our salvation to freely give

He ascended to His Heavenly Father above
To manifest daily His wonderful love
To any who may choose to be
With Him throughout eternity 
Curtis Moorman - 2/7/11

Copyright © Curtis Moorman | Year Posted 2011

Details | Free verse |

Molecular Jesus

Mountains reach up through clouds
Half way between Earth and heaven
To grow slower over vast tracks of time  
Rocks seek snowflakes coming down                                                     
They pray to them from atmospheres
To bring them home together
One by one forever

Down to size where they belong
Catch them before they go wrong
Lost in clouds forever melted

Mountains feel the light
Waters flowing over them
Rivers churning to the valley down

Snow flakes go through children fingers
Play before they slip away in flight to land
On sleepy pine trees by the timber line

Like holy host frozen on the tongue
Caught among the faithfuls hunger 
Lost in deeper meanings melting souls 
Heaven is a place to gather souls
So vast and wide just above the tundra
Snow mounds fold into the mountains
Drifting, once elevated at that height
Falling all too far from grace
Small fragile bodies drift apart for now 
They will come again together one by one
Bring us to our senses where we belong
Like the One who came before 
Will come again once more 
Cold stands alone forsaken for the moment

Before and after are the same in heaven
The finest particles are formed atomic
The final work on every molecule occurs    
Solids, concepts, pure thoughts dwell
His name etched on every cell
The final word is spoken  

Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |


God divided us by languages
Satan divided us by color
Glory be GOD

Copyright © edward johnson | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |


How did you get to know 
By reading the

Copyright © edward johnson | Year Posted 2017