Knock, knock can I come in?
Jesus came to bear witness to His life
He rose from the barren tomb
He rose to a better and more beautiful life
God the Father watched over His Son
He was pleased Jesus came to love and serve
Jesus won't forget His Father's words
Go My Son and change the world
Categories:
bear witness, christian, faith, world,
Form: Rhyme
When I was born, the surrounding land was clear and green.
Very few people were living in the area.
It’s hard to fathom some of the things that I have seen.
Mostly good, but a few days of complete hysteria.
In the middle of the hot and humid, summer heat
Men with guns began a very long, terrible fight.
It was by chance that these two groups, here, would meet
And battle each other for three long days and nights.
I could do nothing but stand here and watch the blood spill
And listen to the horrible cries of the young men.
I watched it all while overlooking this very hill
Wanting so much to turn away, time and time again.
After all the pain that I’ve seen, I long for the past
Hoping for a future in which all these men will see
That the shade from my shadow that I will always cast
Will forever be here whenever someone needs me.
Categories:
bear witness, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Our conscience bears witness—
in the way thoughts are excused
in the way actions are accused
by the inward manner bemused
of the acceptance of grace unabused
February 19, 2020
F F I series 76 eap
Brian Stand, sponsor
Regarding this, Brian Strand explains: "eap (pronounced eep) is a list cinquain where line 1 is a statement followed by rhymed lines 2-5 that amplify the statement with words introduced by `in the', `by the', and `of the.' I labelled this an eap after Edgar Allan Poe as it is inspired by sililoqy in this format in the conclusion of his essay Poetic Principle."
Categories:
bear witness, forgiveness,
Form: List
To Bear Witness
To bear witness … and awaken the world … he’ll rise:
Helpless to halt routine horrors he’s seeing,
A scared, adolescent boy of slender size,
Nabbed and dehumanized solely for “being”,
Keeps records of the cruelty his captors devise.
Yesterday once stayed his tenacious tenant of time,
Occupying today in recurrent roles of reprise,
Until death voided its lease, evicting crisis from crime.
Exiled to sight and sound, languages always languish:
Lone words, limited mediums too dull and shallow,
Impaired all the expressions of their author’s anguish,
Except to press, “What shall humanity hold hallow?”
Woven together, his words threaded truths for which he fought,
Iterating a haunting testimony of torment.
Emancipated prose, sprung from his mind’s prison distraught,
Sew our human bond on basted seams of past and present:
Empathy must be a measure of our moral fitness
Lest we lose lessons taught by he who lived … to bear witness!
E. V. Wyler
Categories:
bear witness, holocaust,
Form: Acrostic
I come to visit again, silent bane,
to steal away your life with no remorse.
In stealth, I stalk to take away your gain,
perception of eternal youth now pales.
This yearly visit but to mark life’s course,
with every passing year, I tip the scales.
Forewarned, no earthly means may you resign.
Though young run free, unchained, time to defy,
time like a ghost unseen, is not benign.
Come raise your cup to toast the past and sing,
for times gone by my dear, for times gone by,
pause not for what tomorrow has to bring.
I come to visit again, silent bane,
forewarned, no earthly means may you resign.
©
Form - Cornish Sonnet
Historical reference – Ald Lang Syne – Robert Burns 1788
Categories:
bear witness, new year,
Form: Rhyme
Everything isn't happen stand;
No me here deserves adrift;
Another chance;
Who will wear the green pants;
I chant I will, I won't;
Bear witness
pay a lot, git a little found innocent, but quaintly;
What is this?
That we miss;
Bear witness
Clothed in black dress is white;
Wrong turn down an alley got shot;
Past, midnight, this is it, my.......
Bear witness
11/17/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Categories:
bear witness, appreciation, caregiving, cheer up,
Form: Light Verse
Bear witness with your presence, to when the gifted hatchlings fly,
Outstretched wings glide, though withering,
The seasons have overtaken me, Tis no time to say goodbye,
Listen to the thunder, it,s clapping, imploring from way up high,
Bear witness with your presence, to when the gifted hatchlings fly,
In the daytime I've built up my aerie, commenced my hunting in the night,
The seasons have overtaken me, Tis no time to say goodbye,
Swooped down upon my prey, snatched them with my talons when I was spry,
Bear witness with your presence, to when the gifted hatchlings fly,
Call out to my eaglets, too late, alone, I lie,
The seasons have overtaken me, Tis no time to say goodbye,
And now I sing of my remorse, a regretful lullaby,
Tis haunting me, that I did not see, until the stillness came to my eyes,
Bear witness with your presence, to when the gifted hatchlings fly, The seasons have overtaken me,
Tis no time to say goodbye.
Categories:
bear witness, growing up, life, time,
Form: I do not know?
I bear witness to fighting and chaos
I bear witness to unjust favors
A change in the tone of the day i bear witness
I bear witness to the time of day
As coolness feels dry and heat feels empty I bear witness
Sounds no longer echo scenery has no color I bear witness
I bear witness to a witness that bears me
To and from the leaves blow I bear witness
I bear witness to the awkward sound of my footsteps
Categories:
bear witness, faith, hope, imagination, life,
Form: Free verse