Best Latter Poems
In my latter years now
I seldom leave home
Excepting for groceries,
Cat food a must! Along
With required Dr. visits,
Often reminded that,
No matter how well I feel
I could be dying....
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The piano tuner came back
Today, told me that my instrument
Was fine! Well, I replied, can you
Do something about those out of
Tune birds? New batteries he suggested.
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I was in the backyard today,
Putzing around the garden.
An early spring seeing in
The offering – swore I heard
The old fig tree sigh, already
Another season! Actually,
Nature would get along richly
Able without the two of us —
Dusted your empty lawn chair —
Valentine's tomorrow. Your Rose
And I have not forgotten.
Have you ever felt such a silken mist? A shower of rain that can cleanse the soul? Have you ever reached up to touch God on the face and He converted your heart instantly? Have you ever wondered what heaven was all about and was drawn to it more than ever now? Showers of love pour out from the heart of our Creator.
The Latter Rain is a supernatural rain. It is the outpouring of the love of God. The Latter Rain is a mist of affection, a last minute call upon the hearts of His divine creation. Yes, this rain shower, this shower of his affection, is just for you. It was planned this way since the beginning of time, and here we are standing side by side soaking up the wondrous presence of God. He is all around us as He blankets us with His mighty love.
Have you ever wanted to tell someone how much you love them and yet you couldn't find the words to speak? You always became tongue-tied over praying with others, but somehow your prayers come more easily? This is the outpouring of the mist of the essence of God. This is the Latter Rain.
Put your umbrellas away and dance through the rain. Dance as though you don't care who is watching. Let your face get moistened first and then your hair. Run through the streets professing your love for God. He is the maker of rain! He is the maker of your heart too! This is the Festival of the Latter Rain!
The Lord has chosen Kenya to be the first country to receive the outpouring of this rain, although the mist began several weeks ago all across this planet... It has been experienced by many of the end time's workers as jolts of Holy Spirit electricity that have come down from the throne room of God. It is in every city upon this planet. It will drench every person that reaches up to experience God during these latter days. Pray for the lost. Pray for those who do not care for the things of God. Perhaps the Latter Rain will be their last chance to receive the wonderful love of our Creator. Once the rapture of the bride of Christ has occurred, the Latter Rain will go away. It will be like a cool mist that has also evacuated the earth. A glorious fog that will dissipate.
Reach up to God and allow His Holy Presence to touch you and your loved ones. Experience the Latter Rains today! Ask Him to show you and He will!
Joel 2:23, Zechariah 10:1, James 5:7
Written by Gwendolen Rix
2-7-15
S etting sun
T ransforms my vision
A cross a wide panorama
I nvitations of light absorb me with
R eflective thought
W eighing me into lights transforming
A rray it takes me on a journey to
Y onder horizons
T old from generations
O observations retold
T ruth is clear like the blinding light
H aloed over
E arths orb
S tar studded sun filled skies
T ransmit energies where I will one day
A rrive
R eflected in our Sun’s golden shafts
S unlight shines a stairway through clouds of The Latter rain.
© Brenda V Northeast 19th Feb. 2012
For Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Contest Name ***STAIRWAY TO THE STARS*** |
Deadline 3/16/2012 12:00:00 AM
Suicide Letter (Dreamy story)
At the time of 2:30 pm, the line started its schoolyty and parked near the river bridge, placed his slippers on their scooter and jumped into the river after 1 hour of mud, the body of the line was pulled out Had placed his mobile and suicide note on his scooter, in which he wrote the painful story of his love
At the same time, the line had written in Suicide Note that the experience (whom she loved) betrayed her and therefore I am suaside. Experience should be punished so that she can not do so with any other girl.
Mama papa forgive me but i have forced to take these steps in my heart I love the experience, but in return he only cheated me. At every step he betrayed me. I am forced to take these steps to love the experience. The biggest mistake of my life was that I loved him so much and when he was not in my life, I did not mean to live. You people please make sure to give punishment Received so again they could not do with a girl mummy and daddy I you very much hurt and now I'm going to the suicide can not meet you
The line also wrote in his suicide letter that his two friends, Sangeeta and Jyoti know everything. You ask everything from them to know about the experience of worship. In the end, the line also wrote in the suicide note that I I love you and you are the best parents in this world, if you can forgive me
When the parents of the line came to know about this incident, the whole world was destroyed like them. When the parents of the line inquired about his friends, then they came to know that the experience created a physical relation by making fun of the marriage, because of the fear of dishonor, the line took selfishness.
I may be fourteen
But my dreams are coming true
With every new poem
Note: I'm climbing the latter, and when I get to the top I'll be at my dream, a book with my name on the cover,
yet somehow I know that even when I reach the top, I'll find another latter and start climbing once more.
I am on my knees praying please, please, please what do you see in me Lord!
It gets more difficult sometimes to train my mind for it to see if the glass... my glass
is half full or half empty, as I go through things that seem like I am swimming through
a very murky swamp waiting for it to connect again with a much clearer stream.
I must learn to keep You much more in my focus... for other things can become distractions, some people are being used as magical objects of trickery, trying to pull some fast ones on me.
I am so guilty of watching too much TV, not many programs are rated G anymore, substance that all may see with an unblushing conscious, things that are horrible and ugly are becoming what is normal to watch... I am at least realizing more and more that it is not okay to be like that.
Because the loveliness which God intended for this... His special little planet has become way past distorted with the horrific ignorance of His children who listened to His renegade angel whose well acquainted with his own fairness.
What a tragic turn of events we have all seen.
There are some things that I must remember, is that God is still God and there is none other.
From the birth of Israel to the saving of the Gentiles... Abba Father is full of grace, mercy, beauty, and abiding love and is waiting to walk with us and forgive us, to have us transform into our inheritance, our more noble selves., to walk in the beauty of His many unending Kingdoms.
The Latter Rain
The latter rain our Lord so great has promised
would be sent to harvest His mighty precious crop
souls and souls of all ages will be coming
and the devil’s work we will perpetually stop.
For this rain the Word of God has promised
it will bring a mighty blessing from His hand
restoration and refreshing in its rain drops
come to replenish this dry and withered land.
Yes, the job then for the church to remind the Father
of His wonderful promise of old
send the rain, Dear Father like You promised
Your shekinah glory as pure as liquid gold.
For I know that where His drops fall
people are made holy and as pure as the white driven snow
becoming an army with Jesus as their Commander
but we are still awaiting His one Word to send us, that Word is, Go!
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
1994
Whatever I do, it is never enough
Or it always ends up being much too rough.
There is never any satisfaction
It always ends up just a fraction.
What does it take for me to succeed?
What does it take to get what I need?
Is what I need and want so wrong?
Must I always have to string along?
They all "know" what everything is,
Except that when I pose that quiz
They never want to answer me,
They always want to lecture me.
Do they really know what is true?
Or just want me to think they do,
So they can go away happy
Leaving me feeling so crappy.
Unwritten actions, seen by eyes , heard
by ears but missed ink to write down. "
Quote by poet.
My pen writes this
Unwritten truth to you
Men and women of this planet.
How hardly ,
Ridiculously seems
A women to start saying
," I love you "
To a man she loves
But easily to sing loudly
,"I miss you" to a man
She does not love ?
How easily is it for a man
To say," I love you"
To any woman on the street
"I miss you my everything"
To a woman in relationship with,
But so hadly to stop
His feelings for other Women?
Unwritten truth ,
It is joyful for majority of women to stick
To one partner in relationship
Or husband in marriage.
It is painful when majority of men try to stick
To one partner in relationship
Or wife in marriage.
It is so hard for majority of men
To avoid temptations of women.
Unwritten actions,
How many married top leaders
Slept with their women assistants
In secret places?
Like some:
Kings,Pastors,
Chiefs , Mayors
Juges, Magistrates,
Bishops, Governors,
Advocates, Presidents,
Ministers , Parlementarians...
Unwritten reality,
Majority of men like polygamy
To avoid cheating..."adultery."
Majority of women hate polygamy
To avoid sharing
Who is better between a cheater and polygamist?
" It is kindness to marry more wives
According to your capacity "
Majority of men daily says...
Because women
Are fastest
Growing
And longest
Living
Than men.
Unwritten sentiments,
How painful is it when your ten
Daughters don't find men to marry them?
As parents , how painful is it when majority
Of your daughters fallen in love with some
Neighbours ' girls due to shortage of men,
some useless principles
And imaginary rules?
Organic foods were made to fight hunger
And they are not healthy like natural.
Meeting of a girl and other girl is like eating
Organic foods which destroy someone slowly.
To close,
there is no bible verse which speaks about a mob justice or other punishement of any polygamist.
April 16 2023
Written for poetry contest sponsored by
Constance la France
Theme chosen: UNWRITTEN
Latter Day Lady
There’s a Mona Lisa grin to her lips,
As she rocks in her nursing home chair;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her smiling eyes focus on the wall,
But there’s no TV there, she’s
Rocking, Rocking.
Should you see what she sees,
You would dance with a Ziegfield girl;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her grin is a bit more discerning,
William Powell kissing her secretly;
Rocking, Rocking.
Her family so proud wished she’d wed;
She preferred the glamourous life.
Rocking, Rocking.
At the Oscars she’s standing to applause;
A red carpet no stranger to her.
Rocking, Rocking.
The Cary Grant we never knew,
Is holding this girl in his arms, and
They’re rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking……
A new start is always good
beginning afresh completely new
this opportunity came to me late
least expected it not having a clue
But when it came it was a thrill
to do my own thing in my time
using this time what I thought best
relaxing at peace life's a rhyme
An opportunity to enjoy nature's best
walking in the hills forever green
seeing the countryside at it's loveliest
such a sight so real to be seen
I could also read all I promised
to feast my eyes upon before
such history I hadn't known
now I could let my mind soar
To give more time to poetry
read and write to my hearts content
write real images in your mind
blessed is this for it's divinely meant
(This is based on my new life of early retirement which began four years ago.)
BETWEEN A KNOCK AND A HARD PLACE
Where is she?
She was with me yesterday?
Where could she be?
To find my lover a fortune I would pay
The last thing I saw her doing was preparing a meal
She diced the carrots, sliced the onions, and added some spice
Her being missing like this just doesn’t seem real
But sometimes a sinner has to pay the pious their price
The cost they were asking was absurd at best
Yet I’d give them diamonds and other gems
I beg thee god of love don’t put me through this test
Because a wounded heart is from where my sorrow stems
It’s too quiet in here without her casual and common comment
Wait now, I hear a knock on the door, but my lady has the key
There stood a man I didn’t know who said “here’s a notefrom a pretty lady sent”
And all it said was she has needs to fulfill and simply signed it “me”
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devastating, yet
cleansing, refreshing…awakes
the colors of brood
blooms incendiary boast
scorched eyes forget fright’ning storm
3/27/2023
Glory to the most high
You shall not be drenched
Mercy from the Father
You shall not get wet
For you are covered
For you are sheltered
You are well yes you are
Blessing are you on you
Oh and I thank-you Jesus
Yes, I thank you I receive that in your Name
I RECEIVE THAT IN THE NAME OF Jesus
I am healed and whole
Your latter rain is here
May peace grace and mercy
Continually abound in and with you Holy, Holy
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
4/3/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
well then why do i write
if you won't post my poems
on your sight
to me
this is something of a blight
hey putting words in to sentences
can be a fight
after all
that was something a part of me
the works of my creative energy
i feel like i lost
a piece of my body
or left a part of my brain behind
so if you see it laying around
you know it's on my mind
I'd like to read it time and again
so would a few others
I've become sort of a trend
but of course what does it matter
no worries non the latter
it really wasn't worth any clatter
how much did Alice love that old hatter?