Best God Speed Poems


God Speed

i put on my face
a tooth filled grin
rehashing bashing
coming down hard
on others and myself
looking for fingers to point blame
and all the while
someday along this fork in the road
i'll feel that smile
and the ones in return
i get back
when the hurt has subsided
and the lesson
has been learned
good fortune earned
not simply wanted
with burning yearning ache
at every winding turn
keep on walking down this
straight path
love his mercy and compassion
take your blame
move on yet fear
the flame and his wrath
God he loves us
each and all
he will pick you up
when you fall
even if you feel
you must crawl
and claw to get by
it is a lesson learned
damage done 
so still you try
he knows you can take it
therefore you are still alive
so keep on this
straight underpopulated road
it's a long narrow
journey
so take a few friends
to lighten your load
then when you trip
the fall is not so long
they'll be there
and care for you
when you slip
or if you are doing wrong
and all along
all the while
these lessons learned
will reinforce
strengthen and brighten
that smile
when you think you don't
believe
God will be there
he will never leave

Amen forever with spirit,
            love, family,
and friends
a future with the Lord
is one that will not end.

God Speed My Child

You can do this
Never give up
Giving up will get you no where
So what I have to say to you is,
God Speed My Child
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God Speed

You  know when God cried an ocean
It sunk the whole land of Goshen
But those kids on the Ark 
Skinny-dipped in the dark
Noah, of course, had no notion!


Premium Member God Speed For Gary Morris

A friend of mine, well past his prime 
lay in his dreary bed,
calling me and asking, "Please, 
come visit me I beg." 

I said I would just as I should
tomorrow, after sunrise,
but little did I know it then
life passed before his eyes.  

A promise made but one not kept,
I wept for days on end,
for never did I follow through 
to visit my old friend.

Who lay there waiting for only me
to come and share a few fine tales,
of words and deeds together, we
succeeded, triumphed, and failed.

He merely asked for minutes
but I cancelled his request, 
too busy living my own life
instead of giving him my best. 

And now I'm left to ponder
and forsake what's done is done, 
for not a day can pass me by
without wishing I could run.  

Away from my own prison walls 
and chains that weigh me down,
for waiting, waiting, far too long
too late to see him now.  

He was not known for his credentials, 
letters or degrees,
his life was bare essentials 
of family, friends, and needs.

And though I know I let him down 
before he took to fly away,
I tell you now, he had a heart 
as good as gold and any man, I'd say. 

Forgive me friend if you can hear 
my voice from near and far,
yesterday you were a man,
and today, a shining star.


I'll see you in the sky tonight 
with my binoculars in hand,
and when I do, I'll wave to you, 
and pray you understand. 

I did not ignore your last request 
but failed to see your fate,
whose time had come, whose race was won
and I arrived too late.

But for those who never knew you
as keenly as these eyes,
you were a friend in need and one indeed,
God speed, wherever you may fly.

L M H God Speed R I P

Both love's and dream's astray

Pleasantly unaware

Death is making it's merry way

Unto my very own front door

Yet both sadly and unfortunately

To my bemusement and surprise

He never thought to break or lighten
the mood

With a knock , knock joke

He just jumped in both feet 1st

And instantaneously proceeded
to usher me away

Not even did he even stop to think
for a 1 single minute or give me a 
second after thought horah 

Let alone afford me any time at all

To let me wave or utter a 1 final last
goodbye

Otherwise I imagine poor 
L.M.H
God rest his soul in peace

May have taken the time to write
us all here on the Soup

1 final piece of poetry of and in his
own imitable word's and way 

So as in order to complete and place
the final piece in his particular puzzle 

1 very last final remaining poem

Before both his word's and pen were
forevermore to be retired eternally

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