Best Imaginationprayer Poems
Oh the stories that I can tell
I remember them oh so well
The children growing up so tall
Winter, spring, summer, and fall
The gatherings of family and friends
The fights and marriages beginning to end
Listening and supporting them one and all
Being pushed and thrown down the hall
The smell of dinners on the holidays
The crying nights and brand new babes
I have been there through thick and thin
Saw some hard times and will again
Through prayer meetings and a loving kiss
There’s not one moment that I would miss
My broken sides and saw cut seat
Being splattered with sauce and meat
I would not trade a single minute there
A perfect life for this old kitchen chair
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
*For Matt Caliri’s “Speak Chair! Speak!” contest
A dying star on bended stem
her silvered crown completely earned
a whispered prayer and faded hymn
in place of living will that burned
She’d spent her lifetime reaching higher
lending arms with an unbending will
her spirit though it never tired
had reached the other side of Life’s great hill.
She stood on still despite her bended bone
but never scorned the young their youth
and though she found herself often alone
she found her comfort in God’s truth.
Although she craved that blissful, pure release
she’d not abandon Life and faithful heart
instead she waited on to be rewarded peace
and faded gently into heaven like, a dying star.
The world around us keeps changing
But its people remain the same
A life that's been touched by yesterday
Keeps looking for tomorrow to blame
We talk about the good ole days
And the way that things used to be
Not wanting to live in the future
But rather in history
Our children claim, we don't understand
Even though, we know it's not true
We just see the world, the way that it was
With a more experienced view
For life's not a bed of roses
And money, doesn't grow on trees
We lived in a world, where learning to stand
Meant first getting on your knees
But now prayer is gone, just thrown away
We've lost touch with our christian past
And without the faith of the good ole days
How long can tomorrow last?
CANDLE
I will be for you.
All my life that is left, I will live for you,
and when time has run out,
I will die for you.
I will speak your name
in each candle that I light, I will breath your name.
I will whisper you,
every prayer I ever say will be part of you.
For eternity,
and forever it has been, and will always be,
and when I leave this world,
it will go with me.
In a candle light
all the world keeps on turning, making day and night,
and from dark to light,
you'll be part of every prayer that ever comes from me.
I will be for you.
Like a cool mountain spring that overflows for you
like a warm summer breeze
through the trees for you.
In a candle glow,
everything I've ever been or will ever be
for eternity,
you'll be part of everything I ever do.
I will be for you.
Placid lake
Icy moon
Your bridge
Stretching from
End to end
Between this
Earth and sky
Meeting here again
Exchanging gifts
Exchanging our hearts
Listening to this wind
Giving prayer to this mystery of
This secret love