Best Discernment Poems


Ask God For Discernment

THERE COMES A TIME IN OUR LIFE
WE QUESTION IF ITS WRONG OR RIGHT
IF WE TRUST GOD AND BELIEVE
GOD WILL GIVE US DISCERNMENT TO PERCEIVE
WHEN WE ARE ATTENTIVE TO RECEIVE
WE MUST ASKED GOD TO RENDER DISCERNMENT
AND NOT TO BE TOO HASTY TO GIVE IN TO BELIEVE
WHAT MAY LOOK GOOD TO YOU AND ME
MAY BE COVER UP IN CLOTHING OF ROYALTY
THAT'S WHY WE ASKED GOD FOR DISCERNMENT
FOR HE WANTS US TO HAVE JOY AND CONTENTMENT
WE MUST STAY PRAYERFUL AND ASK GOD FOR DISCERNMENT
BE A COMMITTED BELIEVER OF CHRIST DAY AND NIGHT
NOT TO SIT IN JUDGEMENT BUT ASK GOD FOR DISCERNMENT
CONTINUE TO ASK GOD FOR DISCERNMENT IN YOUR LIFE

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Premium Member Discerning Insanity

Discerning Insanity 
By David J Walker

It is in the collective thought
	The safety of a plausible
Fantasy 
The alchemy of
Turning lies into truths 

That makes us the irrational
Passionate beings 
That rule the earth

In the end
	We are who we
Believe we are
With no proof 
That we are not

We are
	For lack of substance
Aloof 
To the discernment of
insanity


#40 Discernment

to be right or to 
be happy discernment at
it's very best, yes!

Premium Member New Resolution Discernment

Time for New Campaign Year ReSolutions,
perhaps informed with some new  political economy
discernment questions.

Why is a free market
most accessible to those with the largest investments
in marketing?

Could this be the same question:
Why are our free political elections
most accessible to those who invest most heavily
in self-partisanship?

Why does suppression or oppression or repression,
some kind of taxing expression,
of the free cooperative-barter labor market
feel related to the rapidly increasing disecological cost
to Earth's formerly free commodities,
elements,
communionation,
co-arising intelligence,
ecosystemic integrity,
and possibly some cooperative research 
hunting and gathering nutrients, 
while avoiding toxicity?

Why does it cost so much
to competitively market the economic policies and political procedures
intended to evolve healthy cooperative free markets?

Why does freedom from fearful need for
--debt forgiveness
--redemption
--absolution
--ever more effectively voiced competition 
to avoid untimely divestment
feel so much like freedom to give
mutually cooperative compassion
--for being merely human,
--for not being humane enough for our own SuperMonoTheistic 
Awareness,
--for not being unnaturally spiritual enough
for our EgoCenters to entirely forget
our ubiquitously shared neurosystemic
empowering political 
and enlightened economic 
RNA regenerative roots?

Why do I feel 
and not think
free of participating in competing 
racist
sexist
homophobic 
eco-political networks, 
structures,
systemic trauma

When I buy groceries and clothes,
every time I support an 
--overly anthro-indulgent,
--over-commodified
--overly toxic
--overly carbon-footprinted
--overly LeftBrain dominant
corporation

Including political party corporations
competing for market shares in votes,
and how do I feel free to support overly incorporated candidates
for overly-commodified public offices? 

Why does an independent multiculturist
sound like an oxymoron?
while a cooperative polyculturing network
sounds like deep nurturing
nutritionally healthy 
resonance?

Winning With Addictions

I
Don't quit. You will win
Alcoholics Anonymous includes God
The lesson: You have a spirit key
That can take you to victory
Never give in: be it good or dark, addiction
Jesus for me, demoted love as emotion
II
Love is action, a verb
Not Conquest, Souvenir, Trophy to brag
On Facebook, social media, & kick to the kerb
The one you took pictures with: proof
You have what it takes to make IT luv U
So emotional highs & lows are addictions
Though sometimes abuse, not a crime
But I needed Jesus to help me discern
To make good judgment, hard with loved ones
After years of trying, bible education, power
Came in drops & drips: So, beloved don't quit
The good fight: fight for what's Good. Jesus did
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.


Thief of Trust Dishonesty Seething

The only thing I hate more than unintelligence
Is a bold-faced liar that thinks they blend amongst friends
Using weakenesses as weapons falsely condescending contention
Crashing house of cards paper tiger denys a correction
Even knowing that they face something beyond profound
This game they play only works on what is gained and not found
So when real life hits it leaves them with a lie to undo
But I saw you even though it ceased I just can't let it be true
Nothing personal but you deny that we are both foes
In battle fought with intellect you can't deny I won't lose
And this certainty it scares you to the core you recluse
Like a coward you back out acting as if nothing ensued
But we both know your true face lacks a backbone to stand it
And that something is why I prevail locking door sealing in madness
Coping mechanism feeds demons that just hand over rope
Slithered navigating life upon fissure ridden slippery slope
Had it coming you just didn't know it came with account
Now you're seeing and believing left without not a doubt

Haeccity Heard

Hastily stretched, crackled urgent ocean edge relents
Ashamed attempt to escape rejoins campaign of mass
Furtive dig below propels conspirator spasm, next next
Murders brash bouys, cranky spa champagne embrace

Swum undulations, bare back mermaid's dips resurface
Her furvour ploughs halobiont plenty scape, nourished
Snapped lobster lavishly celebrates bountiful turquoise
Sway gaze brazen by bobbing safe island encouraged

Crill swirl sweeps dripped lips, sun baked rock decreed
Beacon mound majesty painted daily in sea gull exhalt
Coconut snow flakes sparkle on cockle clamour bleed
Wave blown eroding scales slow exhales evaporate salt

Ripe globes ground reaped glug nectar so gluttonous
Fibres hibernate ivory rich liquors tipsy Secret Benefits
Land languish survivor devours sugar shards sumptuous
Wipes moreish mouth aft treasure trove haemorrhages




        Fifth May 

      Finesse Saves

Discernment

“21"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?' 23Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you.  Away from me, you evildoers!' ” Matt 7:21-23 NIV

Whatever happened to discernment?
It seems to have almost disappeared;
Many people believe all miracles,
And false teachers are revered.
Even a false holy spirit
Dwells amongst us today.
Feigning God’s love
Making an impressive display.
The truths of the Bible;
Men mostly do not read;
Listen to the tales devised
By mere men instead.

Spiritual discernment is a gift
That few seem to possess.
They follow deluding spirits;
False messages widely confessed.
Truth has become distorted
By a mountain of traditions.
Hardly a soul questions
Their spiritual condition.
Often church is entertainment,
Instead of worship to God.
Whilst His truth’s concealed;
Fancy words most applaud.

Spiritualism is overtaking
Many who have been churched.
Partake not of the Chalice
Until you’ve thoroughly searched.
Search for a means of Salvation,
That’s not hinged on works,
But based on Bible teachings
Rather than the writings of clerks.
See that faith and mercy
Are the solutions for your soul;
If you are truly searching for a Savior
Permit Him to transform and make you whole.

Copyright © Maureen LeFanue 2010-2012

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Premium Member Gift of Discernment

I want to write a poem about judging a book by its cover
Yeah can you judge a book by its cover?
You bet
You can see what kind of person that person is
by looking at her/him
Don't tell me if you can't
You can tell a person strong or not strong
Weak or is a pushover
You can tell a lot by looking at him/her
You can tell if he has a chip on his shoulder
Or have the whole world at heart
You can tell if he is selfish
or have the heart of gold
It is called the gift of discernment
I don't know if everyone has it
But God gives you that to protect yourself
You shouldn't use that to hurt others
It is not something to play with
Did you ever think why God gives you that?
It is for a purpose
And only God knows
So if you ever think a person is something
Don't push that aside
Don't change it
You are changing it to the incorrect version

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DISCERNMENT
 unique visions
shared&
nutured
  created
with an
enduring visage
in a
distinctive
  portrait
  signature
style

motifs
in
vibrant
 poetic musings
of
 homage &
 inspiration
appear as
a touching
  composite
memorial
floating on
  clouds
to ensure
the
 contemporary
    voice
with insights
of
love

a milestone moment
in
 recognition
of
talent
 interpreted
& announced
 regardless

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.

Premium Member Transitional Discernment

Who do we invite this me to be today,
here and now planning for our next arising era
toward death's patient resolution,
graceful resonance?

Is there some supermagical meaning 
in more recent unfortunate events
capable of reading mystical tea leaves?
the web of palms rooted in life's soul of Time?
in some way that would tip us toward discarding
deeply etched memories of subsistence economies,
shortages of empowering value,
insufficient wealth of beauty
and health
to transform some newly planned space/time into nirvana,
a WinWin home for all
with sensory challenges,
systemic suffering,
political marginalization, 
economic poverty,
over-
and under-
invested degeneration.

What is distinct about your fully embodied vocation,
embedded in our co-operating 
polypathic 
mindful mission?

Discernment and Empathy Go Hand In Hand

Discernment and empathy have gone hand in hand

Written By Dean Masciarelli

Sunday, February 14, 2010 


Discernment and empathy have gone hand in hand 

Because it has allowed my spirit to grow closer to the good Lords plan 

By giving me the ability to understand 
other people emotions 
and  feelings and not just my own 

Because in turn

The good Lord gave me the opportunity
and the ability to comfort my friends 
with kindness and compassion

Because the good Lord gave  me a clear mind 
to see all these things so that I can help my friends 
sort through any situation just by being there for them 

When all they may have needed is a friend who truly understands

Premium Member Sacred Discernment

Perhaps a way to turn
from failed
and often violent
retributive justice
to grab healthy hold
of restorative justice

Would ask,
What is this deep difference
between discerning judgment
and moralistic judgment?

To discern,
and not to condemn,
is mutually empowering
and not autonomously powering over another,
against all Others potentially suspicious,
falling short of my own godlike Mark,
Imprimatur,
Papal Seal of good personal housekeeping.

Moralistic judgment
is a win/lose game
always casting oneself
and one's own
as protagonist,
self-righteous wise Prosecutor,
representing your State's infinite not-listening Wisdom.

Discerning judgment
is a win/win game
of cooperative
co-invested compassion.

Discerning judgment
begins with listening for what we already share
in common point of view.

Moralistic judgment
seldom finds time
for such resonant celebration
in cooperatively-held sorrow
and joy,
personal defeat
and political triumph.

Active win/win discernment
bears more humbly in mind and heart and voice,
Do not tear apart
what we can't put back together
again
and again
and again

As faithfully as healing sunrise
and therapeutic sunset;
As mysteriously
and curiously restoring moon rise
and resonant moon fall.

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