Best Lowly Poems

The lowly turnip
Earthy, fleshy
Roots falling from its eyes
Fed to  livestock
One of God’s root crops
Yet deemed  untasty
By most palates 

Carrots and potatoes
Receive accolades
Carrots in orange party dress
So crunchy and sweet 
Fit in the school child’s lunch box
Potatoes in russet  brown
Mashed, fried and frittered
Prized...

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Take your place among the lowly,
Walk the path that Jesus walked,
There has never been one like Him,
With authority He taught.

With compassion, cast out demons,
Heaven's truths revealed to all,
Many wonders worked He daily,
Won the hearts of great and small.

But, when He stood facing Pilate,
Few there were...

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The most dangerous critter is the lowly mosquito
They spread nasty germs round the world, mes amigos
Need to squish them flat
With a swat and a splat
Watch for blood and guts all over your chemise-o


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Take My Lowly Life  

(I hate typing. Wish I could type
with my eyes.)

Take my lowly life then let it be
In our lovely world where humanity
Will recognize each color and hue
In our great flag red, white and blue.

On flag you find fifty brilliant stars
Reflecting wounds...

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Impeccant,
 of non-textual matters
 one’s covered flesh,
 and hidden embrasure’
 as diffusate primer
 slips life’s veil, and
 in agitated pontlevis,
 cleaves the universe’ reason…
 “Egads! What sorcery is this?”
 Holy heart failure, Batman!
 “Beavis and Butthead”,
 on Soteriology!
 or merely, this word wizard’
 celebrity; slap...

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I bend and bow, Father,
my branch next to Thee.
How happy I am
to be growing on Your tree.

The trials of this world,
they help me to grow,
and teaches life lessons
You want me to know.

Many things that happen,
I don't understand.
But someday I'll know,
Your Grand Master Plan.

Left me up,...

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The most dangerous critter is the lowly mosquito
Spreading nasty germs round the world, my amigos
Need to squish them flat
With a swat and a splat
Watch for blood and guts all over your chemise-o...

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Rolling away, strolling aside,
Sleepy contradictions drenched in gold.
An image taken, picture saved,
A tiny tribute of memory to hold.

My England. For you are mine,
And not mine. Everyone's Never.
For once would you show me shine?
A prize that I will love forever.

At the fading of the day. Twighlight.
You...

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Walking down the lowly paths
A man in a fur coat locks eyes with a child
In the head of the child she pictures him dining
Not walking down the lowly paths of her abode
The orphan with glistening eyes bows her head low
The man in the fur coat...

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better ways to heal
therapeutic poetry~
a dance of feelings

spoken verse trending
curbs obsessive impulses~ 
when we meditate

breathe in and speak out
demolish your obsessions~ 
share and overcome 


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Now life’s too fast
Awake, the day is gone
To-do lists just keep piling up
I can’t think of what went wrong

I wanna go back to better days
When a hundred was my treasure
When summers always seemed too long,
As established through a child’s measure…
When smiles were easy and abundant
When...

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The lowly boy with tarnished shoes,
walks the streets alone.
A hunger, that aches, ensues, 
whilst drenched, frozen to the bone.

A sad statistic, the truth unfolds
a boy destined to perish, 
knows not what his future holds,
it’s a life we all should cherish. 

Poverty for those so young,
Is...

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Donkey 

Pin back your ears
Settle down for the ride
And you'll find a warm feeling
Somewhere way deep inside.. 

Here is a story
That has often been told
It's full of excitement 
and never gets old 

It starts with a journey
You've heard it before..
There's Joseph, Mary and baby
And donkey...

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Treasure of Heaven
There was a wretch who on his deathbed
Thanked the Lord for the gifts He'd been blessed
A makeshift home, just enough money
Living on water, bread and honey.

He knew he didn't have a handsome face
And was lacking both in style and grace
But glancing into a...

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Oh, from what demented mind was born
A thing so pointless as a lawn?

Surely some old eccentric lord
In a mansion, born both rich and barmy,
Who could so lavishly afford
A mighty artful minion army
Of sowers of seed and pullers of weed
Of mowers of grass and spreaders of...

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