Best Redeemed Poems
Across the dance floor, your soft sashaying gown flew
with its bright waving gleams of silver dust and blue;
within that blessed gaze, lonesome heart jumped a beat
seeing those golden slippers on your dainty feet,
feeling love's welcomed arrows shot by Cupid's bow
knowing that most treasured gift would forever grow!
That cool June night we walked under golden moon's beams
with your heart and soul gifting love that so redeems;
this man that had lost heart and walked a blind path
death long ago condemned this soul to darkest wrath,
torn asunder joy in life that had been a gift
chained this spirit upon a black-ship set adrift!
Loss of my beloved I once lived blind despair
wading through this evil world's black pits without care;
her sweet love reminding me of Hope that was lost,
found anew when your destined path with mine was crossed.
I saw the world with open eyes but could not see
Faith, till sight was laid upon fair beauty of thee...
Your rosy warmth danced with grace thawing my cold heart,
seduced by rousing rhythm never would we part.
My heart began to waltz and pallid pulse did race
as I saw charmed moonlight caress your angel’s face,
I longed forevermore to tilt your chin and kiss
your promising sunrise lips of heavenly bliss.
That early summer’s eve I took a leap of faith
willing to let go of my haunting lost love wraith,
I found with you the heart to fall in love once more
and glissade you in my arms ‘cross life’s ballroom floor.
Alone in love’s spotlight of golden moon beam’s glow
you have my whole attention for you stole the show.
Robert Lindley and Susan Ashley
(a collaboration)
June 27, 2018
Poet’s note: Yet again, it was my tremendous honor and privilege to collaborate with with you, Robert. There is an abundance of beautiful poetry overflowing the banks of your heart and soul, my talented friend, and I wade in the lovely flow of your poetic words.. Thank you for allowing me the pleasure of being your writing partner and for generously sharing with me in these wondrous poems of love, romance and hope; always hope - the common golden thread that runs victoriously through the weave of our writes.. With appreciation, thank you for another exquisite poetic and artistic experience, my dear friend.
Categories:
redeemed, emotions, hope, romantic love,
Form:
Rhyme
How Does the Soul Enter Heaven?
no gates, walls, fences
by holy light’s measures transformed
home again
creativity itself
gives, receives all
borne home again
emphryeal serenade
draws longing souls
home again where God reigns
contest How Does the Soul Enter Heaven?
sponsor Mysrptic Rose Rose
Categories:
redeemed, angel, christian, faith, heaven,
Form:
Haiku
Before the roses withered cancer took her in vain,
after the petals w i l t e d her scent never gone-
For only one thing in his heart could ever remain,
the way she used to sing that special love song,
for he had known it had always been her all along.
When you fall in love you awake to a new dream,
and in loving her he could never go wrong-
When your beloved dies, LOVE CAN NEVER BE REDEEMED.
When they first met he thought he would go insane,
Her eyes so big and brown with amber hair so long-
For passion and romance in his heart were engrained,
And t o g e t h e r in such harmony they both did belong,
For a marriage proposal, he could not prolong.
They bore a child and life became quite extreme,
before they knew it that little girl already foregone-
When your beloved dies, LOVE CAN NEVER BE REDEEMED.
At her grave he lingers hoping closure he’ll gain,
But his head is telling him to try to be headstrong-
For on his broken heart a crimson blood stain,
And the d i s t a n c e seems to be forever farlongue.
Wishing someone to pierce his heart with a prong.
Through all the heartache they made the perfect team,
Oh, once more if only he could hear that ol’ love song-
When your beloved dies, LOVE CAN NEVER BE REDEEMED.
After the petals w i l t e d her scent never gone,
he shall never forget his beautiful wife Doreen-
For he had known it had always been her all along,
when your beloved dies, LOVE CAN NEVER BE REDEEMED.
December 14, 2016
Categories:
redeemed, cancer, death,
Form:
Ballade
Like our smartphone powers us through our day
We have to learn to put God into play
In the most powerful way
He is in our hearts to stay
So we must start our day
Asking God for his protection when we pray
Against life's worst kind of infections
That trips us up allowing us to lose our direction
Our Lord with all his loving affection
Gives us a suit of armor to shield us from evil
We constantly feel that is ever so real
Knowing in Gods deal
He provides us with his holy seal
A suit of armor made of unpenetrable steel
Bearing the breastplate of righteousness
Allowing health happiness and good fortune
To make its way into our lives
Giving us a helmet of salvation
So we can be saved and redeemed
Throughout our duration
Of our time here in his creation
Learning and cultivating in his ways
Providing his mighty sword for our protection
Against satan's demons and warlords
When we put Gods armor on every day
We ensure satan will never take our soul away
Because we keep our faith and give God our trust
So all satans plans will be reduced to dust
Loving God is always a must
To stay far away from Satan's lust
Everything he promises is a bust
God is our moral crust
Whom we should never distrust
Categories:
redeemed, blessing, father, god,
Form:
Rhyme
“That’s not my elephant”, the complaint of little Cinder Ella.
Her teacher’s aid, a student, was a very perplexed fella.
How could he find their drawings? They all looked like spaghetti.
“Oh there’s my cat. I’ll sign it”. He watched as she wrote Netti.
He was surrounded by a mass of searching second graders.
He felt caught in the middle of a sea of small invaders.
He wished there was a “Bill of Rights” to help the situation.
Wanting to quit, he managed to resist the great temptation.
“Oh there it is,” cried Ella. Very much to his surprise,
Her drawing of an elephant was easy to recognize.
Perhaps Ella would be the one to rise to wealth and fame,
And help him to find his worth in his chosen teaching game.
For Matt Calairi's contest. "That's Not My Elephant"
Categories:
redeemed, education
Form:
Couplet
Dear heart who I love,
Listen to your smile, your laugh
The comforting way you have of hoping
For the best, the light that inspires
Radiates on the hills and in the rivers
Awakening rainbows and healing
Fulfilling dreams and silencing fears
It is your smile, your laugh
That brightens the world for miles
For years!
Listen to your faith, your grace
The way you have of praying to Him
The Friend who answers eternally
With love that only grows stronger
Wonderful joy emerges from your spirit
As it lingers on the prayers you say
And ventures to reveal your whole heart
With a faith that is unspeakable, unbreakable
A faith that is wise and resilient and sure
A faith that bonds your soul to Him
God’s gift to quiet our worries
And remind… we always have Him, our Friend
Listen to your hope as it sparks creativity
And joy and a song we can dance to, openly
With an abandon that reveals our sincerity
Our truth, the people we are when we give
Without even one ounce of reserve
Generously and with a purpose, a love
That is alive and filled with passion
Coloring the inside in crimson blood
Flowing from the One who knows our souls
And lifts us up with assurance
That we have been saved from doubt
Saved from darkness – saved from iniquity
Saved to the uttermost, eternally, completely!
Listen to your thoughts, the ones I know
Remind you that you’re loved and good
You’re someone worthy of happiness and peace
A feeling of sanctity that comes from belief
Believing with a heart that knows
It is Jesus who leads you through this world
With a promise that He will always be there
Freeing you, completing you, bringing you
To the light that radiates even the wind
With grace, mercy, peace… a light that illuminates
The love that brings you to your knees
As you linger at Jesus feet, redeemed!
Categories:
redeemed, encouraging, inspirational, inspirational love,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
redeemed, faith, forgiveness,
Form:
Footle
My son, my son, my son
To whom I had taught the Lord’s Prayer
Guided His mind to ways of righteousness
Instilling what is right
Hoping for a man that shines forth. Strong!
A man of Godly character
What did I do wrong?
What unchangeable mistakes have I made?
Did I not show forth the Lord’s ways?
A life worthy to be exemplified?
Tell me my son,
Where did I go wrong?
Now you bare the burden of shame
Sitting in a state of anguish and pain
Days of torment, thinking
Knowing that this should not have been
Wanting to change what is time passed
God would not allow that even if you asked
If you were not where you are
Maybe, you would not have heard Gods call
He is going to take your shame, your pain and your anguish
He is going to take your loneliness
He is going to fill you with His Spirit
He is going to make you a lighthouse for Him
Do not despair my son
Do not despair
You will shine
As tarnished gold
Polished by the jeweler
My love for you will never wane
God’s love for you even more so remain
Give your all to Him
Let go and let Him
You have tried on your own
Now let God work His will through you
He is God and God alone
Love, Mom
Categories:
redeemed, songod, god, love,
Form:
Free verse
She finds herself -in dreams -
dwelling in a cozy place where nothing is elusive,
and in these reveries,
she finds him there with her. . .a different man.
He isn't surreptitious, so not beset by doubt,
she's not compelled to query him.
He opens up to her,
and she is loved.
He finds himself - in dreams -
living happy moments free to be himself,
and in these reveries,
often she appears. . . but unobtrusively,
without her rain of questions pounding him.
Instead, she smiles acceptance,
inviting him to show himself to her,
and he is loved.
And in between the waking past
and incubus of their reality,
they dream in peace. . . together
and redeemed.
For the Free Verse Contest
of Catie Lindsey
Categories:
redeemed, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
MAYBE??? I'm lost
Maybe I'm found
DIRTY I Am
yet that's my vessels solid substance
maybe I'm sound???
laid on the floor
DIRTY
scrutinized and DENIED
yet WHOLESOME
AM I because
I was CREATED to FLOW
I rise I'm more than just the DIRT BENEATH my TOES
my THIGHS, TEARS I CRY those seeds in MIND HEART
Those joys that surface tween my EYES
Angelic visits dreamt revelations
AWAKENINGS
I am more than I AM I AM
I am for certain ROYALTY PRIESTHOOD
I am that I AM and that, that I AM IS God's
I AM that I AM I'm CHOSEN washed and birth and clothed in
The SKIN of the LAMB
Birth reborn cleasned born again in HIM
Who was is slaying on the cross ???
I am found I am not lost
I am !!! CHOSEN!
WASHED! In the blood of the ALL I AM JESUS
HALLELUJAH GLORY HONOR AND EVER PRAISE
HALLELUJAH
HALLELUJAH
HALLELUJAH
AMEN
4/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Categories:
redeemed, beautiful, caregiving, character, forgiveness,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Redeemed
Redeemed by his blood cleansed of all the wickedness of my sins
Hope resides in Christ when sometimes we feel he hasn’t heard he actually did
Listen to the call for your destiny to be fulfilled no matter where you are in life
Just know that you can live.
He created you for such a times as this
, and even though it’s been hard he is somewhere watching you in the midst
Cry now, but laugh later because Jesus will hold up your head when its down I have seen a
lot of things ,and held a lot of shame ,and at times I couldn’t escape my own pain but by his
grace he held me tight his palms kept me tattooed into his hands
Sometimes I have even asked my own self why this life because I did not understand, but
just know no matter how many foes ,or how long the road. You have been redeemed your
not lost, and you can always come back home.
I just want you to know that Jesus loves you no matter what it looks like your life can be his
to change I have been through things that should killed me, or destroyed, but here I stand
before you writing, and pouring out my love to you to let you know that you don’t have to go
through life lost or confused you have been redeemed no matter you have done in life Jesus
can forgive he did it for me ,and he will do it for you . I LOVE YOU ,AND SO DOES HE
By kanaishka Taylor
Here is a simple prayer
"The Sinners Prayer"..........................
Heavenly Father:..........................................................................
I come to you in prayer asking for the forgiveness of
my Sins. I confess with my mouth and believe with my
heart that Jesus is your Son, And that he died on the
Cross at Calvary that I might be forgiven and have
Eternal Life in the Kingdom of Heaven. Father, I believe
that Jesus rose from the dead and I ask you right now
to come in to my life and be my personal Lord and
Savior. I repent of my Sins and will Worship you all the
day's of my Life!. Because your word is truth, I confess
with my mouth that I am Born Again and Cleansed
by the Blood of Jesus! In Jesus Name, Amen
Categories:
redeemed, faithlife, me, prayer, jesus,
Form:
Redeemed* by God’s grace toward eternal regeneration
Offering to the Lord am I my everything obediently
Called as His child along His compassion and care
Hoisted for faith increase through fervent prayer height
Loving my Saviour, and for Him, gladly living
Learning from His Word with great lessons
Ever-faithful to Him, aiming for His exaltation.
In the Almighty can my testimony create good impact
Thankful am I to Him for trials toward triumphs
Letting Him direct me with His wise leadership
Instilling in me truth needed for godly influence
Only around His fellowship is peace-optimization
Nourished so well by His blessed nurture…
Gratitude fills my heart as I serve Him with gladness.
*Isaiah 43:1 But now thus saith the LORD that created thee,
… and he that formed thee, … Fear not: for I have redeemed thee,
I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.
January 17, 2022
Dear ROCHELLE, a belated very blessed birthday to you.
Love, Ma’am Bhee
Categories:
redeemed, appreciation, birthday, blessing, christian,
Form:
Acrostic
THE REDEEMED:
She didn't wish to promise herself,
Only to fall as a premeditative sinner.
If she could just be a neighbour's keeper,
She's considered to be a good woman.
She was just an innocent girl with a wounded heart.
Her virginity was broken like a tempered glass,
Causing her strength and self-esteem to fall flat.
Her goals and dreams were marred and dried.
Although she guaranteed herself with pride,
Because she wanted to become a professional,
Whose dedication and service would be instrumental.
But her plans were wrongfully alined,
After she became negatively sublimed.
Making her have a deep fall in deadly ditch,
Which can never be termed a good niche.
"The church girl is now a ghetto dweller.
The nice lady is now a sex worker.
The only child of that noble parents,
Is now a skeleton in a cupboard.
What exactly made me go wayward? "
As she kept questioning herself with falling tears.
It all started when she mingled herself With some obstinate peers,
With the intention not to imitate them,
But rather to help them come out of their fears.
They later crowned her as the smoking gem,
Since she became enthusiastic than them.
Fortunately, she's now a new soul,
Whose life is graciously yoked,
With the blood of the Holy Lamb and the Holy Spirit.
And she's now the professional she wished to be.
Hallelujah...She's saved!
Categories:
redeemed, allah, baptism, birth, dedication,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
A dream made possible from a sprinkle of stardust
Cleanse your soul and dip in a vanilla bath tub
Bath in the springs trankled transparent waters warmth and feel your spirit rise from the pool of turquoise tranquility.
Another shrub covers those scented leaves where ferns and murre politely compliment the seasonal herbs at our feet.
Oh angel of night spread your wings and carry me to the desert oasis.
Faces look weather worn like the leathers of my protective wear.
This selected chair where he sits and chooses his own voice.
From sorrow and pain to rebuild
It's his choice not mine.
I visualize and listen to the drums of warning and hear the elders calling out words of advice through this lonely destitution and bleak destiny ravaged and ruined.
Fading light as gravestones topple upon the heads of deaths children.
We are the moons nocturnal delight, the flight, the tides of waisted life, the winding clocks, the wind of change and the chains that bind.
We are the brave, the brazen left behind watching decaying forms rise, raising up muddy, we rose from gutters of sidewalks like rats scuttling for sacred safety followed by the privileged in a sceptical manner and in unexpected patterns of spirituality.
Is this the good, the trust, the love, the freewill, the fear, is this the gush.
Spar with the masked figure in the distance.
Black gloves cover the face of abandonment.
Lone in bewilderment. Reclusive revolutionist with blueprints and equipment to reject society. Focused on death and destruction with sudden impact.
His flesh crawls impatient. He can't breath.
The transparent water turns murky as he bleeds rust. It turns red turns orange turns brown as his crust flakes and he breaks away
And his thoughts turn to life as he fades to grey
Categories:
redeemed, fate, hip hop, rap,
Form:
Rhyme
Two o'clock in the morning.
I awaiken from my sleep.
I stumble to the desk
This promise I must keep
I honor you my Lord
with every single word
Let the redeemed say so,
Let the Redeem stand
Let them raise their hands
Let the Redeem shine through
traveling through this world
Is hard and uphill climb
all we need is you
Let the Redeemed say so
yesterday a phone call
made me overwhelmed
I fell down on my knees
in earnest prayer
I honor you my Lord
please help me in this world
Let the Redeemed say so
When life seem sometimes
to get you feeling down
remember where your
strength comes from
call upon the Lord
He is faithful in his word
Stand up ye. Redeemed and say so.
Categories:
redeemed, faithme,
Form:
Lyric