Best Build Poems
Lego in many fresh colours
they belong to my brothers
Hocus pocus, endless adventure
turning up the temperature
They love these building blocks
driven by imagination, create a red fox
There are no limits to what you can build
The Eiffel Tower probably 300 meters, so thrilled
The world's best playtime
... evening or daytime
Build me a dream of roses gold;
velveteen beauties to behold.
Give them songs, so they may sing;
their gentle voices, how they’ll ring.
Build me a dream of sapphire blue;
with periwinkle skies, azure waters too.
Build me a dream of castles fine;
composed of stones, like diamond mines.
Build me a dream of emerald light,
one with doves, in joyous flight.
Build me wings of solid gold;
encourage me them, to unfold.
When you build, build with love;
so I can soar with loving doves.
How to build a spaceship
A large cardboard box,
Massive amount of tape.
10 toilet paper rolls…
It’s beginning to take shape.
A creative little mind,
Crayons of every hue.
Help with little scissors,
Grandma, pass the glue.
Imagination going wild..
That’s what yields the fuel.
Our spaceship ready to depart,
Fun the only steadfast rule.
Did The Lord Build Your House?
This house of ours is “plain.”
But is still standing.
We’re “simple folks...”
By many people’s understanding…
We may not have much of what is
“socially appealing”…
But we have love in our hearts.
And this is a good feeling!
We may not be “wrapped up” in much
of this world’s entertainment.
But we seek God’s peace
and a desire for contentment.
We, as a family, have one purpose
and “calling” in mind.
To seek God’s ways of being
merciful and kind…
Each day we pray with much
thankfulness in our hearts…
For this is where happiness
and gratitude starts!
We’re thankful to the Lord for
his unfailing grace…
And for keeping us together
in this special place…
We’re blessed to have a God who
is truly worth finding.
His word in our lives is precious
and worth memorizing!
“Unless the Lord builds the house,
they labor in vain that build it!”
God must rule and reign…
So his love can completely fill it!
By Jim Pemberton
When moving up in the world
Ensure that you build bridges
Don’t burn them
Your actions might serve their sole purpose today
But someday you might need
Someone’s assistance that’s below you
Don’t let them forget your good of yesterday
Just for your success today
None of us can make it on our own
©144810042015
To the Build-A-Bear Store
With granny in tow
Do you remember?
What was you four?
Say you remember
Only one or two
Well maybe three
Still sitting upon
Granny's knee
When we opened
The door to
The place
Why it was a
Virtual zoo
Animals wasting
To be filled
Waiting to be glued(sewn)
First you
Had to put a
Heart from
The very start
Then you
Pressed the
Button and
Filled the
Animal with
Stuffing
Then she
Sewed him
Shut
But he had
No clothes
You got
To pick them
Out from
500 different ones
You picked
A camoflauged
Paratroopers
Outfit just
For your
Beautiful
Green frog
Which you
Named
Turtle
I remember
Too
I hope when you sleep,
you dream. And I hope
when you dream, you
dream of me. And I hope
when you wake, you wake
with a smile. Because your
lips, found my lips in that
perfect stillness that fills
the space between such a
long and beautiful blink.
Let’s Build Up and Encourage One Another!
Why is it that many Christians don’t get along?
How is fighting and arguing going to make us strong?
We’re called to Christ’ example and his light…
Do we really have a reason to “argue and fight?”
God has called us to build up one another in godly edification.
Not to use our life as a “weapon of destruction.”
Scripture reminds us to speak on wholesome things.
And remind us of what the love of Christ brings.
1 Corinthians 13 says to do everything with Christ’ love…
And reminds us, that every good gift, is from God above.
With the many good things that God has given...
Is there someone in your life, that you haven’t forgiven?
Let’s submit our lives to the will of the heavenly father.
And don’t allow any anger or strife to go any farther.
Let’s pray for one another and those who “misuse” us.
And remind ourselves of how much Christ loves us!
Let’s live in God’s love! His peace and one accord!
And live as an example of Christ, our lord!
May God’s love be the glue that daily binds.
May his spirit guard our hearts and minds!
May Christ’ body, come together as one...
The battle’s over! The victory is won!
By Jim Pemberton 09/25/14 Read Heb. 10:24-25
I kept no watch nor waited for them to produce
For I am the hunter because I’ve learned once
Once
From being the hunted
From being the hunted
the clown
the object of fascination
I kept no watch
only contentment in my heart
Compassion at the arcs of my shoulders
For I am the arc, the passion
the unwise
Yet: Look at my long hair. I must be free.
Elusive embers,
Why does your fire not burn for me?
So many others cloaked in vibrant warmth
Yet here I sit on the cold dark edge of sanity
Gazing into an empty blackened hearth
Filled repeatedly with the dissipating smoke of matches spent…
Passionately stoked you have been with such colorful kindling:
Little brown pharmacy bottles like hollowed out logs of failed intent
Weak acknowledgement of wretched night dwindling
So cruel in length without;
Morning comes slowly and bitter cold
To build a fire demands the stamp of time,
A stamp that many know, but few employ.
Success means glow of light sublime
And greater time its warmth will they enjoy.
So many claim to know this flame's embrace,
But miss enduring embers, hot as one
Would ever need, but no! The panicked pace
Of lonely hearts do seek the searing sun.
I ask a simple thing: look past the flare
That kindling creates and lower logs
Much larger on the fire. This kind of care
Will shoo away the dark that light defogs.
You build your walls
Let me build halls
From mansion White
Down to the stalls
Where poor souls dwell
One step from hell
Who're tossed about
From trough to swell
You build your walls
Let me build halls
Where echoes dance
as freedom's calls
Where blessings flow
for ALL to know
That what we preach
our actions show
You build your walls
Let me build halls
Where hearts embrace
Without the brawls
Where all can feel
how love can heal
And what is shared
is warmth, a meal
You build your wall
It's sure to fall
Then we can meet
In Love's Grand Hall
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Hammer and nails
And pine and paint,
Made by hands ...
Earns no complaint
A roof and walls
Not much more,
A hole in the wall
Is my front door
Put there for me
... A place to go,
Just to get out of
The rain and snow
Home sweet home
In a rustic realm,
Hidden up and away
... In a shady elm
One safe haven ...
No matter what occurred,
A place to go ...
For one small bird.
the chimney stacks
of the old power station
claws at the belly of the clouds
and with its sulfurous billowing
it bellows its stench
tinting the clouds, yellowing nicotine stains
as its cadaverous fingers clench
and releases, as it pleases
the painted nails
sport red flashing lights
as the bellowing smoke
for airspace fights
the dawn is cracked open
under the grey steam-pot lid
like a rotten egg
and the horizon is broken
into blocks
between the pedestal legs
of the spindly chimney stacks
progress clangs and clacks
on blood-rusted
unused train-tracks
the scars of progress on an old landscape
- weals healed over in ageless veldts
whilst weeds pimple between the stays
a last gasp of green displays
the gangrene death
of nature
oozing from the suture
as we break the past
to build the future
w can if we stand
be a wall
that don't fall
nuthin you and i can't do
we love each other too
so let go on forever
BABY LETS BUILD TO GETHER