Best In The Beginning Poems
My father was a Poet in his bygone days
there were his ‘Ode to a Kite Hawk’ and poems on Indian ways.
He wrote of love for Mother and of David too
there were his words of Christian faith and a prayer or two.
When I used to know him before he sadly died
he would show his poems to me with modest pride.
But I was too young to see the light, of the seed he’d sown in me
at that time, I did not take to words of poetry.
Then one late November day as I sat there in my room
I heard on the radio someone sing words to a classic tune.
My head was suddenly full of words running around in rhyme
could it be the seed he’d sown had found its harvest time?
Now, I’m just beginning, in this moment of time
to see if I can also write something down in Rhyme.
I’d like to think the way he wrote now lives inside of me
and I too can write some words in verse like him as poetry.
Categories:
in the beginning, inspirationalwords, write, prayer, poems,
Form:
Rhyme
In the beginning God said let there be light
Then God said, let there be poets
Then God said, let there be light poetry
Then God said, let there be all kinds of poetry
Then God said, let the poets multiply
Then the earth was full of poets
Hundreds of thousands of poets
All in hot soup!
Poor God now
He can not read all this fine poetry
There are billions of them
Multiplying like the stars in the nighttime sky
Then on the seventh day
God said, I need a break, and he went to the bar
Categories:
in the beginning, people, wisdom,
Form:
Light Verse
In the beginning God created the heavens and earth
And some think it all came by chance, what a big mirth
That life arose by itself from chemical soup and from it birth
Soup formed by unceasing rain on the volcanic hearth
For this theory came when none knew the complexities of life or its worth
Formulated by those who deliberately ignore God's love and incur his wrath
For the advances of science and genetics proclaim this theories dearth
Over the earth His Spirit did brood
He spoke again and it happened
In His wisdom all well designed and good
Life in all its different kinds rampant
Every part in its place and functioning as it should
Then God formed man by His own hands
In His own image created He him
He gave him control over all the lands
And home in a garden with fruits to the brim
And a companion Eve as satisfied not animal friends
Eat of all fruits but not of wrong and right
The serpent came and Eve did ensnare
Eve saw the fruit was desirous to the sight
For of the enemy's deceit she was not aware
They did eat and to creation brought blight
Can't blame the fruit on the tree but the human pair
Of their nakedness they now became aware
The creation cursed and in despair
So His only beloved Son, God sent to repair
And for himself a holy people prepare
And if all this you know and are aware
Then God wants you with others share
And to really love others and care
And lift them to God in prayer
That all turn from sins and to God everywhere
Categories:
in the beginning, birth, christian, creation, earth,
Form:
Rhyme
In the beginning
what we may call noumena
from a singularity unfathomable
the very first outpouring of God’s breath
created what we now see as vastness of space
but what space is we yet know not
the boundaryless inky black void of nothingness
a bubble of manifestation came into being
occupied by God motionless in stillness
He then created a pulse, the Word
that duality may herein pulsate
the Word is Om ~ sound of the sun
The womb of existence is space
liken it to God’s manifest omnipresence
unknowable, within all and yet standing apart
within which we’re localised as individuated entities
although in truth being inseparable from the all that is
the truth of ‘who am I’ we must discern
as such, since we are not this decaying organic form
to know who we are we must stop the flow of time
for which within the pause of each polarity shift
our attention if fixated in pristine silence
discards false identity revealing truth
that we’re living light in God’s image
10-May-2023
Categories:
in the beginning, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
How did it all start
Was there really a 'Big Bang'
Or is that just code for
ex nihilo* we sprang
What if there's really a Creator
Who fashioned the world
then Adam and Eve
If He put the snake in the Garden
He sure had some tricks up His sleeve
It's hard to believe man evolved from a single-cell creature
or that he emerged fully grown either, so
Since millions prefer to believe in neither
Let's give this whole topic a breather...
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* The Latin phrase 'ex nihilo' means 'out of nothing'
Categories:
in the beginning, birth, confusion, world,
Form:
Rhyme
Depending on the tradition, you hear:
There was nothing, or there was chaos.
No time, no space, not even a single atom
Not a ray of light, a whisper,
No scent of papaya or rivers.
Not a body, not a soul.
Not a ghost of a dok champa
Or even a memory
Of a touch in the darkness,
Or a taste of a home-cooked meal from
A tiny garden in the window
Of a dreaming woman
Asleep amid her books and clothes,
Her brushes and tools.
In the beginning, though, there
Was no hate, no war, no anger,
No constant return to life after life
Because of our ignorance and lusts.
Still, I look back with no regrets
At our world of fires and love, of ice and hope.
My mouth opens in song
In the brief time upon Earth I have,
Creating amid destruction.
Growing against silence.
Categories:
in the beginning, art, beauty, creation, dream,
Form:
Free verse
The beginning has begun – light breaks through a broken past.
I walked around the turn and jumped through the looking glass.
I dizzied in the bend, and knew it wouldn’t last,
my battleship has sunk… the flag now at half-mast.
A garden I now grow, and tend it every day.
The Cheshire Cat - it grins – love’s lust in a passion play.
I seek the path that leads, believing I won’t stray…
No beginning and no end; A tie that binds, they say.
Categories:
in the beginning, confusion, courage, friendship, friendship
Form:
Rhyme
The Lord he created the heavens and Earth,
the firmament, land sea and sky,
the flora, the fauna, and Adam and Eve
as the Bible says, but I ask why
does it not mention some of his finest designs
that we enjoy, living life to the full,
and without them all, life would not be a ball,
and in fact would be terribly dull.
Like cheese and tomato, a great combination,
alone, without dressing, they're fine,
and chutney, that's one of his mightiest creations,
on Pork pie, like God, it's divine.
That apple that hung on the tree of all knowledge,
'don't eat it' was the only rider,
Adam and Eve got a taste, what a terrible waste,
would have been better off in a Cider.
Real Ale- an invention that's not got a mention
'till Monks brewed, though I do have a hunch
that after creation, day seven God rested,
sat down to a fine ploughman's lunch.
Categories:
in the beginning, creation, god,
Form:
Rhyme
They say that God created man
but not in just one night
Did he also create those we've seen
in flying discs so bright?
That were seen so many years ago
and carved upon the caves
That landed in the desert sands
and mingled with the slaves
That crossed the oceans rapidly
in the flicker of a light
From Continent to Continent
then disappeared from sight.....
Categories:
in the beginning, god, journey, planet, science
Form:
Rhyme
in the wake of the
morning, my soul is set free
when listening to the subtle
keys of blowing breeze
and when I see the sun rise
in waves of crimson, orange
and gold, my mind is at ease
Third theme in Brian Strand's "Interval" contest
Categories:
in the beginning, introspection, life, nature
Form:
Choka
These nights are solid gold
illuminated with the essence of word
Chinese faces and African soul
So many truths go untold
Lies will always charge a toll
So does temptation burn in you
Are Do you live a lie with no sin
Do you know Were your going
And remember were you been
Because I've seen the sights of southern spirits
Stared in the eyes of Egyptian gods
Spoke in the voice of buddah
And I know why the holy light shines
I started excistance in simple form
Wondering through prelife purgatory
I inevitably cross paths with my soul mate
Sandy skin with Indian eyes
Humble as a peasant but a princess in disquise
Predestined to be one for a moment of infinity
We found yourself alone warmed by fire
Speaking with know words
With one beautiful glance from her, this belly dancer
With a sequential soul
Time seem to waking the slumbering winds
As we made love under a speckled chime sky
As I woke to be led away by a man in a velvet robe
The seperation left us with ever present question,
Why?
As we continued this journey to the beginning
He spoke of how life is a journey, be bold
And as He and I came to the end of a golden road
I awoke a baby with a angels soul.
I have tasted the love in southern spirits
Spoke in the voice of egyption gods
Been wrapped in the arms of buddah
And I've seen holy light shine
Categories:
in the beginning, inspirational, introspection, philosophy, visionary,
Form:
Classicism
In the beginning there was man woman and bird and then there was see
when the spirit of God moved inside them, they were all flown in for free
At the very start God gave His will full hand but then he released free will
some recognized their part in it and chose good will others chose to kill...
We are in a secondary world full of pain and confusion buzzing like busy bees
and most of us have blinders on , we cannot see the forest for the trees;
Time evolves the Angels watch us carefully, wondering when will we learn?
some of us have make the effort to awaken, some of us still crash and burn.
In the beginning the earth was quiet and the deer panted near the brook
some of us dig deep in our souls, but then there are others who never look.
Categories:
in the beginning, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
Taunting Winter's became the seasons in life, for most of us
Various their storms have proudly brewed; running
As fast as we can within tiny circles, we have thus so ran
Innocent precious babies; oftentimes, these little eyes
Flowing with salty tears; if in fact but a metaphor could bleed ?
It's myriad of somber moments; about as around our heart's
Spiraling these rains; drenched aneath such pain; they say
That two wrongs never make a right; fires which beget flames
Burning swords still melting amid, timeless hands...
Battle cries, calling unto shadows bent; falling upon stained knees.
Categories:
in the beginning, angel, baptism, caregiving, metaphor,
Form:
Free verse
When we first met it had seemed such a sure bet,
that it wasn't a bet at all.
It was visceral, a feeling originating from deep within.
If we were in the same room, or far away
it was as if we swallowed powerful magnets,
and were drawn to each other.
Felt like we had to be together.
Felt like we had to touch in some way.
Categories:
in the beginning, desire,
Form:
Free verse
In the beginning was the Word…
And only then was the world.
Out of chaos and the darkness,
Out of nowhere and the blackness…
Something more than a miracle happened
Filled with warmth and light that sparkled.
The world got name and became alive!
All around began to thrive.
Not in gratitude, not out of a sense of duty
It believed in truly saints and only beauty.
Eyes opened and stood in delight
It could invite, excite but not to affright.
In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was God.
Earth and sky, the stars and oceans,
Without emotions but with devotions.
Rains and snows, beauty forebodes
And even the dust of not traversed roads.
It would be ridiculous and naive
To dream about the dawns, be a sensitive.
To be the hands on the starry clock,
To make on the land a beautiful woodblock.
As all that had already been put wise.
And in time the Sun could arise.
In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was Peace
Everything could freely breathe.
If you remove it, the chaos will again start,
The universal fear and black exhaustion,
The indifference and world of combustion.
The worm of doubts shouldn’t gnaw the heart!
The rest is later and the second will be smart.
For some it is unusual and one can’t agree
But as to me in different way it could not be.
You have to hear Him to be reborn again.
His Word is saint and everything explain.
In the beginning was the Word…
And that word was Love.
The beginning of all beginnings and all the springs,
The beginning of all the most beautiful things.
The beginning of all the sources and a new start.
You have to hear it and know: IT IS THE GODS ART.
In the beginning was the Word…
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
Categories:
in the beginning, devotion, god, life, love,
Form:
Free verse