Best Schrader Poems
I put myself in your hands
You put me in your heart
I ran away from your will
You pursued me with fervor
I dug my heels in against the pain
You washed my bleeding feet
I saw you loved me - I raged
You held me til my tears
washed away my understanding
Done with all my fears, I walked
You walked with me, and I found
PEACE.
Written by Trudy Schrader (in church, a bit bored) September 2010
Categories:
schrader, loveme, me,
Form:
Free verse
A while back I left meaning
At the river bank of seeming
And gathered myself to trust
Dark and light
I learned how to fight
By giving my faith to LOVE
He took me deep and wide
Cleaning all I longed to hide
'Neath the sheath of TRUTH
The fire was roaring
And I began soaring
As the chains of deception were loosed
Down, up, over, under
The lightening struck and I felt HIS voice THUNDER
Shaking the foundation of my soul
I yielded to the push and pull
Wanting to be wise in spite of being a fool
To the world system of structured holes
For so long, my eyes were fixed
On the laying of the bricks
To see how it all works
The wrong tends to rise
In the systems we devise
.....quirks, quirks, and more quirks
What on earth made us believe
That we could keep what we receive
And do whatever it takes to ensure entitlements never leave
OUR FILTHY GRUBBY HANDS
UGH! I am so tired of the struggle
...I want, I need, I should have, I'm not happy with what I have
...........I should have alllllll I want, when I want it, and
....................GOD, you should want me to have it.
There! I said it!
So, if I continue with LOVE
I get the blessings others aren't aware of
Enjoying intimacy so deep my heart swells in capacity
Or, I can lay the struggle down
And try to keep all the temporal things I have found
In the accepted veracity
...of fallen men
Yesterday, the answer was clear
But today, my friend, I am here
In the thick red clay...that clings to my boots
Although I walk in peace
Matter tries to stick where the Spirit gives release
So I can allow enemies to believe they have valuable loot
....I worked hard to gain
No...it was given..and I will let it go.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 01-22-2019
Categories:
schrader, longing, love,
Form:
Free verse
Who is that unrecognizable figure
Plagued with such deep sorrow
Without the eternal light
To bring her into the marrow
....bone of my bone
.......flesh of my flesh
Never, in a million moments
Would I have guessed it to be this
Married to my only LOVE
Without a promise of a kiss
....just WORD
.....that creates LIFE
.............................in the depths of darkness
I was certain that it was circumstantial
A loss, a grief, a sorrow...in the natural state
After all, I'm a warrior of TRUTH
My heart is secure in HIS....my white light mate
...who has taken me
....into the depths of LOVE
............in worlds unknown, unseen
My soul and spirit are warring
For the experience of whoring...after gods
Pleasure, leisure, lust, feel good stuff
I know, beyond a reflection, I've had enough
....no value
fleeting, meeting...again, retreating, then the beating
.......the rhythm thumping a moving tune
............to dance once more, if the soul could make room
NOOOOOOO! I will not
I am still not there, and I can't act some part
Daddy God...this is my heart
I have given everything to you for LOVE's sake
May you find no backward movement, for me to take
.....what LOVE is not offering
Yielded and flowing...I will let LOVE be
....who He is IN me
written by Trudy Schrader on 06-12-2019
Categories:
schrader, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
The chord wrapped around his neck
As he was unwilling to pay the penalty of the law
Why should he bow his knee to derelicts
When he had preached against the sin of the fall
She came in looking all cute and coy
She's a girl, I'm a boy...a very little boy
We'll play a game in secret and feel connected
I'll tell her life will be destroyed if "IT" is unprotected
What a wonderful WORD to deliver to the hopeless
Spiritual leadership has the highest protection
When the flesh ROARS at little girls and boys
They cover "the fall" from open detection
Denial is a weapon against ignorant liars
Rushing around, stirring up blazing fires
The institution must survive all attacks
Lest our deceptive nation show what it lacks
......TRUTH.....
For those who are called to walk in LOVE
Caesar's due must be paid, first
Drunkards, Harlots, Murderers and Thieves
In prison, while predators give drink to those who thirst
But the one who bore all the guilt and shame
Hung on a Cross, innocent, without blame
Humility will come, unbidden, without recourse
The heart will submit or harden without remorse
....in the balance....
Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-28-2024
Categories:
schrader, abuse, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Love and marriage
Love and marriage
Go together like
A...something and carriage
....cause that rhymes
He loves me
He loves me not
She loves me
But...maybe, not
....cause I don't think I'm lovable
We're going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
....cause, well, that's what pretty girls do
But...what if I'm not pretty
Johnny and Mary
Sittin' in a tree
K-I-SS-I-N-G
First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes a baby
In...a...baby....carriage
....cause that's the order of things, right
I think I'm barren
College, Great Job
Excellent Man to provide
Then a nice house and car
To show the world I've arrived
...where
For pity's sake, would someone tell me
........where are we going????
Something is missing from
The facts we've been given
No matter how much information we have
Something HUGE is missin'
Two means difference
It provides humanity a choice
But if we lean to one side
The other has no voice
....how do we know TRUTH
It has to be on the line
....in the expression of the = sign
Written by Trudy Schrader on 07-15-2018
Categories:
schrader, math, meaningful,
Form:
Free verse
Walking with you
Is a walk on the side of terror
With gentle breezes tickling your cheek
You can count on faith
To bring you to opportunities feet
With an empty mouth for the Spirit to speak
I giggle inside when I see Him
I see and follow, take in joy and swallow
THEN
Your presence consumes me
Like requited love’s passionate kiss
Resounding vibrations requiring the whole
To come on its white stallion
Swiftly catching the virtuous maiden
And one touch stills the quivering soul
Oh how you break my heart with your suffering
I take them to my breast, let them suckle as I lie on your chest
My words are uncertain
But probability births possibility
I simply can’t refrain
You move me out of fear into glorious heights
Where I pray hope and we play with dismantled ropes
The enemy used to drive them insane
I roar with laughter in my happily ever after
Where your light captures my darkest night to
Feast forever on blinded sight
Written by Trudy Schrader on 6-19-09
Categories:
schrader, inspirational, giggle,
Form:
Rhyme
That moment
That perfect moment
Where time became eternal
I saw
I opened my blinded eyes and saw
The expanse of your soul
To reword
To match time stricken words to an eternal glimpse
Absurd
So, I write
I write without reason
Flowing with the ink blotting the page
I ran
I ran around - all around
Into darkened corners and wounded places
I knocked down fortified walls
Cleaned up forgotten issues
Dressed open lacerations
With my arsenal of
WORDS
I SPOKE
I sang
I hummed
I belted out notes from the depths of my soul
I lit you up
And I giggled as I watched you shine
You skipped with glee at the sight of
ME?
I tried
Oh how I tried
To climb out and walk away
I yelled - I cannot be here -
You belong to another
But you offered me no ladder
So…I…
Stayed
I played
I played with words
Rearranging, inventing, creating
New ways to express…love
It was ok
I mean…I was just playing…with love
Not your
Marriage
One day
One beaconing reckoning day
She saw your light steps
Almost dancing with your secret
Play with love in words
With me - not her-
The invader
You didn’t withhold
But you didn’t invite either
I gave her my words too
She read, fed, and bled
I stood still
In awe of my
Words
I rewrote
I rewrote them again and again
But she couldn’t play
Fear had bound her soul
Some of my words reached her
Then, she decided
To kick me
OUT
She expelled me from hers
And expunged me from yours
She tried to push me far away
I stood in silence and
~ grieved ~
Your lighted steps
Became a plod
Her concern
Entered into rage
I put myself
To rest
In my Savior’s arms
Written by Trudy Schrader on 7-6-10
Categories:
schrader, abuse, me, time,
Form:
Free verse
I know you are here
My old, friend
Hoovering til I cover
My nakedness
With warmth
What is to bring me comfort
In this life of storm
All this grief
That clings to form
I'm tired, so sleepy
I believe I will rest
Not now my love
I must confess
I can NOT endure your
....truth
Wait...I thought you knew me
Why do you push me toward
The very thing I loathe
A roaring fire
Some wine
A nice, pink, bath robe
You have no heart
Ideals and illusions
Leading down a path
Of elliptical conclusions
....never panning out
Fools gold
I've been sold
Way too old
To be told
....truth....with any value
No, no, I will not lend an ear
I need to sleep
Medicine will take me quick
It's prescribed
Rest is essential
I haven't the will....to fight
Fight!?!
That's not right
When did I fight
What's there to fight
When the doctor is right
....I must rest
Truth stands erect
Brazen, naked, on
My resting bed
She won't be denied
My old, trusted friend
...lied
......would have rejoiced
............if I had died....yet I remain
With a life, and a hell of a lot to gain.
Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-23-2022
Categories:
schrader, strength,
Form:
Free verse
I saw the difference you made
To the barrenness of your mother
Then I saw you poke fun at a worker
Who thought you were a good lover
...of sewing seams
I saw you reach out to a man
Who struggled to sit still
Then, I saw you ask another
To provide him with a decent meal
...so, it would seem
....LOVE has a question
I heard you spout out your beliefs
With a superior tone of knowledge
Then I heard anger in your voice
As you tried to push him to the edge
....of that perfect seam
I saw you give a dirty woman
Some clothes, food, and some water
Then, I saw you ignore
The silent, but very present, cry from your beautiful daughter
...who wanted to sew your seem
....LOVE wants to know
I saw your quick response
To a fallen man in need of medical attention
Then, you yell at your son
Who earned himself a scholastic detention
....for sewing seems incorrectly
I heard your lecture on the gospel
To a crowd of would be saints
I saw me, sitting in the pocket of the seam
And knew I ain't
....anything like a seam/seem
....LOVE has hemmed me in HIS seam/seem
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-05-2018
Note: I absolutely LOVE words!!! I hope you see, clearly, what I glimpsed, nearly, in the seam/seem :)
Categories:
schrader, meaningful,
Form:
Rhyme
While traveling along an unfamiliar path
I was caught off guard by your beauty
I stopped the Jeep to get a closer look
But noticed The Master was still on duty
I pondered at your color and fullness
Wondering why you had not yet been enjoyed
But saw Him drawing near to me
So quickly moved on to be totally annoyed
He came after me because He saw my heart
And said I could not have you as my own
You belonged to another gardener
Who chose to let you shine…ALONE!
He said I could have any of the fruit
Bagged and ready for the taking
I acted uninterested and aloof
But He knew…..
I wanted to give that tree a good shaking
I woke up from my dream and found my heart
Faltering at the sight of you
Oh, to have plucked and tasted your flesh
To have touched your morning dew
To have squeezed you to emptiness
And drown in the fruit of your soul
Coward, cowardly I am
How could I just turn and let you go
You are my Sodom and Gomorrah
And I have become a Pillar of Salt
You are the pleasure I can no longer look upon
My wanderings have seized and I am the fault
If your member offends you
Pluck it out
I wished to God I could gouge out my eyes
I pant for your form
I long to peel away your layers
And sink me teeth in what my flesh denies
To be blinded
Would do me no good
For I have seen the fulfillment of my desire
Your time of plucking has passed
And you remain a treasure on her tree
But, I alone, hold the secret of your fire
I will work the land
I will put my hand to the soil
And grow the passion that has been awaken
I am a slave bound to work
For the fruit of my labor assigned to the sloth
But the oil of my heart will never be taken
Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-12-11
Note: I mixed this one up a bit. I hate making poetry behave. I want to see what the
message of my soul has to say. I can't do that if I stuff it in a frame and make it behave
in some form. I'm a verbal processor, so once I see what is going on in heart, I can deal
with the issue...and the last stanza sums it up. Sometimes intimacy isn't for the
enjoyment of the Love it produces but the passion that will produce more.
Categories:
schrader, lost loveme, fruit, me,
Form:
Rhyme
All of my words are spent
It was words who rent…my soul
I have used them to bleed, need, plead
My case before those who judge, forcefully nudge, but never budge in the presence of
undying LOVE
No more…NO….MORE….
I will not take one more step, I will not move beyond
My humiliation
Is there no one to lift my head
A Prince, perhaps…
Stupid little girl, get a grip, take a tasty sip, maybe pooch your lip…
Faith, love, and hope
I have lifted my sword before
I have escaped darkness and know bondage no more
But live, to actually breathe in those three
Take hold of those powerful sources inside me
Requires great courage…of which…I have none
I thought I was a woman of light
A ray of hope piercing evil
I find myself lost in the mesh
Of all that is unbelievable
Wild, untouchable, undesirable
My heart is HIS
And I smile as I know what that means
I am not my own
And so, His blood has washed me clean
And I will know this sorrow NO MORE….
Written by Trudy Schrader 2010
Note: It is a hard lesson to learn...those who hold the power to love us to freedom also
has the power to destroy us. It's all in who you chose to give your power of choice to.
Categories:
schrader, faithwords, power,
Form:
Free verse
Trudy
Warrior, woman, weathered, well
Sister of Tony, Charlie, Tina, and Kim
Lover of God, people, and growth
Who feels compassion, joy and peace
Who fears failure, leadership, and self
Who would like to see Israel, an ocean, and a cruise ship
Resident of Bella Vista, AR
Schrader
Written by Trudy Schrader on 2-1-2011
Note: I'm not really into making words behave, but I would like to be a better poet, so, I
need to expand my vision.
Categories:
schrader, imagination
Form:
Bio
She sneaks upon you
When you least expect
Beware, little one
No tolerance of disrespect
She will stand near
Seeing if you will give ear
...but never linger
The moment you perceive
Reject or receive
...unable to linger
Once, maybe twice
TRUTH will come to each
But for those pure in heart
The connection will reach
..................................WISDOM............................
Centered and focused
LOVE has a home
No time for lies
Of being alone
Individuals will come and go
TRUTH clothed, will always KNOW
...where you are
Naked, blind, halt, or lame
She identifies her children by a single name
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>LOVE<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
He has no time to waste
ETERNAL has no haste
Time will stand still
As REVELATION reveals
......the waste of lack
...........that can never give back
__________________________________reality
Written by Trudy Schrader on 04-18-2023
Categories:
schrader, love, truth, universe,
Form:
Rhyme
He walked upon her in the woods
Lying there, with placenta and blood on her skin
He didn't question where she was going
But knew where she had been
~unwanted, unloved, unnoticed~
He cleaned her carefully
Removed the dead weight and stains of sorrow and grief
He dressed her in royal gowns
Daily changing her value and belief
~desired, delightful, distinct~
When she was grown and ready for love
He gave her a precious stones to wear
Her adornment was a testament
To LOVE's extravagant concern and care
~powerful transformation~
She began to walk among the people
Whispered gashes flew through the air
Words tore her garments
And left her naked to the judgmental stares
~unworthy, undeserving, undone~
He watched from His window
And saw HIS LOVE packaged in an unopened box
Sworn off as a harlot with no lineage
They began to pick up rocks
~thrown away, thwarted, taken down....
down, down, to the very ground
she came up from
What can LOVE do now
When siblings break their own
Rejection is endurable
But family fault finding leaves the redeemed, in the silent alone
of the abyss
what courage can bring
LOVE out of this
She walked away, into the great unknown
With the garment of humility around her waist
Her head bowed low, and gait amiss
With all she'd encountered and faced
~with LOVE~
Seasons passed as she drudged through the days
Looking for LOVE to find her again
She had come to the line of despair
And almost gave in to the lies she discovered there
~abandoned, average,aloof~
LOVE showed up and caught her next breath
Giving back what she believed to be gone
He said, "You are the UNOPENED GIFT
My LOVE has chosen to ride upon
~given, golden, glad~
Rejoicing in the moment, HE took her away
To a City made of gold and jewels
A place where difference is accepted
And creativity with LOVE, rules
Written by Trudy Schrader on 04-16-2018
Note: So many gifts Daddy God gives us, that remain unopened, because we fail to value LOVE.
Categories:
schrader, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Now you kids, listen up
Donchya ask Granny for nothing
But when Mama trotted off to the outhouse
She brought out what was hidden in the oven
A spread fit for a KING
My Big Granny was my everything
She utilized the land and all her skill
To let those she touched with what is real
...LOVE
Those who had nothing
Shared what they had collected
While granny's soup
Fed the areas not yet perfected
When the time came, for grown up talk
Us young 'uns would take a walk
Up the hill to our cousin's house
Big Granny gave Mama gold
As the Holy Word would unfold
Til all the despair was let out
...running about
.............on sacred land
Written by Trudy Schrader on 03-07-2023
Categories:
schrader, grandmother,
Form:
Rhyme