Best Morning Prayer Poems
"Like the silence that screams cursing solitude . . .
whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers."
Quote by: Regina McIntosh
When the world seems to be asleep at dawn's blush
and sweet silence lends me an attentive ear
I pray in undertones of a whispered hush
Doves in chorused unity; their trills I hear
In splendid harmony they sing as day breaks
Deep within my heart, I know that God is near
As though in sunrise stillness, His presence makes
my faith strong enough to touch my trenchant soul
In those solemn moments, my piety wakes
I feel His blessing to comfort and console
At morning's spill, I'm with my Father, my Friend
instead of floundering in a shallow shoal
All the troubles in my harried heart transcend
I take delight in humming a calm refrain
envisioning life in Eden, without end
For that I'm thankful to the One who was slain
Jesus Christ, the Day Star, risen to the skies
Son of God Almighty, who'll forever reign
Hope descends to me; on Angel's wings it flies
sent to enhance my faith in the Lord above
I greet it each morning with exultant cries
Grateful for the mercy I'm unworthy of
and honored to offer Him my steadfast love
January 22nd, 2021
Heart Universes~Terza Rima
Contest sponsored by Regina McIntosh
A thousand yellow and orange slivers of light vibrate.
Their heat permeates.
Slowly they glide into pairs and groups, singing as one.
Alas, this solitary yellow light remains.
The others have no use for it.
The loathe it for it is an abomination.
Is it really that different?
Is it not one of them?
It grows to detest itself,
Its rhythm is destructively interfering with itself
The other lights for a moment survey the frantic,
They see not its abhorrence of itself.
And If they could- Why should they care?
A Heavenly Ride
I love to ride in morning breeze
On paths surrounding forest trees
To share the scent of pine fresh air
Where fine mist lingers in my hair.
My steed is white with soft gray nose
We gallop on through drifting snows
As snow drops settle soft and light
To make our Christmas spirit bright.
We stop to rest near mountain crest
And view an eagle's flight to nest
High above in a lofty pine
To dwell in nature quite divine.
I lift my eyes into the skies
While bathed in colors of sunrise
And I give thanks this Christmas day
For all His blessings as I pray.
12/12/19
~First Place~
Writing Challenge- December, 2019 - I Want Christmas Poems
Sponsor, Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
A whisper on the breeze
A voice remembered well
Sun kisses these cheeks
Meditating here a spell
Tiny spot lights dance
Behind these closed lids
His presence now I feel
“Speak to me” He bids
Laying down these cares
At the feet of this friend
Knowing that He’s there
His forever never ends
Humming hallelujah!
Rejoicing in His grace
Longing now to see Him
In that heavenly place
Honored by His presence
In this dwelling He abides
Peace becomes the master
In this vessel He resides
Living through the moments
Life has tossed my way
My strength is found in Jesus
Every moment, every day
Bless this grandest of days.......
Assist me Lord, to enjoy and not complain!
Only a few humble poems, help me to pen.
Not hunting for comments .......right then!
If body pains do come my way,.....
Let me not like an ungrateful, donkey bray.
Our family day is today.
Three generations to frolic and play!
Thank you for another day to live........
Allow me not to want, but to freely give!
3/7/2021
~ 1. ~
As I stepped out into the morning dew,
the rooster was crowing as roosters will do.
Then I sat down on an old oak log
and down at my feet sat Jeb my old dog.
As the Sun rose up I said to the Lord,
"Thanks for this life even though it seems hard.
Not much in the bank, but I got a house filled with love
and paradise on layaway just waiting above.
Thanks for my wife and the children you gave,
I'll work hard to provide til I lay in my grave.
I'm a simple man who knows his place,
but I feel important when we speak face to face.
Thanks for the time, I know you've plenty to do,
so I'll see you tomorrow on this old oak pew. "
4/13/20
Good Morning Lord, thank You for this day.
Let me spend this day with You, at work and e'en at play.
Be my close companion Lord, and not just for today,
But keep Thee close beside me that I won't lose my way.
I am weak and often find I'm tempted Lord to stray;
To do things that displease You and make You turn away.
I don't wish to be embarrassed whene'er You look at me.
Cleanse me Lord of sin and shame that I may be set free;
Free from anger, hate and lust, from greed and jealousy,
That I will be found pleasing whene'er You look at me.
Remove from deep within my heart the fear residing there,
That I may walk with head held high and never have a care;
For You, My Lord, are judge of all and You know me far better,
Than anyone can know me Lord, t'was You who cut my fetters.
Now let Your angel guard me and guide me straight to You,
And let the trail I leave behind to be found straight and true.
I wish to be Thy servant, I wish to serve none other.
Show me how to do this best and help me teach my brothers.
My MoRnInG PrAyEr
Before the rays file the horizon
Before the birds produce their melody
Before the city noise roar
Before the miste melt
My knee for thou is there
My words proclaim your righteousness
My heart open for thou
My eyes look for you
Oh LORD hear my prayer
Listento my sweet melody for thou
Open my sight to see thee
I cry to you
In HIM i trust
HE is my refuge
Down on me HE neverd
My existence depends on HIM
Thank you LORD for your blood
Thank you LORD for your grace
Thank you LORD for your love
Granterd was my prayer
If you woke up today, thank God and Pray!
A day to live, love and do your best,
Till His sun, sets, beautifully in the West.
Be kind, be loving and be true.
After all, remember the Master, who created you!
3-3-2022
Yippee Ki Yo
Ki Yay
Thank God Another Day
Am on my knees Father
Bearing in mind that you never sleep
Crying for those trapped in a foreign country
Dark days have befallen them
Equality rules broken, screwed humanity
Frequent hunger, little or no pay and slaving labour
Golden days are over for them
Having greener pastures and better opportunities
Is a dream that burnt on their arrival
Just want to go back home, even in poverty
Keeping their fingers crossed, for safe arrival
Looking forward to getting out of captivity, passports in hands
Making every effort because there is no place like home.
*For those suffering in places like Lebanon, Dubai, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain etc. After going for better opportunities/jobs but they end up in the hands of mistreating employers. They sign long contracts and their documents are taken. There are many cases of abuse and neglects, some reported & some unreported.
NB: not all employers are like that & there are those seeking greener pastures that come out satisfied*
So blissful is the morning
when in my ears are heard
the songs
The songs which are sung
by angels, as they awaken
with the dawn
Going on their appointed
duties to make a day
become alive
With the love of the
eternal One who dwells
above in heavenly
skies
The flowers open wide
this day, and with their
beauty give Him praise
The birds majestically
spread their wings in
prayer dancing as they
fly on their way
And the sun so bright
mightily awakens, and
truly shines his very best
For he knows the Lord
is deserving of praise,
and he will never deliver
anything less
And so blissful is this
wondrous day, which
is alive with our Gods
great love
That I find myself like
all the others, for it is
he alone my heart
thinks of.
People of the morning
Wake to greet the rising sun
Take some time to ponder
Before the day’s begun
Pause to be thankful
For yet another day
Take time to appreciate
God’s blessings along the way
To pray for strength and guidance
For tasks that lie ahead
To remember needs of the living
And promises of the dead
As the sun begins to rise
Ready to journey on
Thankful for another chance
To spread joy and kindness too
In a world sometimes crying
From the very depths of pain
At how some folks are treated
While others just seek gain
O God of the morning,
Hear our humble prayer
Bless us as this day begins
Show us how much You care
Though the road is rocky
Spare us from despair
The words have been the poem,
and a good poem should fulfill you
It can offer consolation and comfort
in your time of need
Lifts up your pens, you upcoming poets write to,
your heart contents let your words,
be a conversation topic, be the closing of
the graduation speech, because
rhythmic language thrives, so allow the poems
to speak for themselves.
Dark eyed stellar crown
I lay out seeds for breakfast
Our morning prayer