Best Steps Poems
I took a walk with God today,
His pace far more casual than
mine. His voice a bit softer,
calmer. His visions, far more
loftier, but not views to impress
me...more like, to bless me. Not
stepping to me out-stride – more like,
to lovingly guide. His tone to instill in me
self confidence, and not His awesome
dominance. I took a walk with
God today...met Christ along
the way – and together we made a turn
toward Home....
I had seen her before in the spring and summer
The homeless lady sitting on the church steps
She would ask for help from people going into the church
She mostly was given spare change and occasionally a dollar or two
No matter how small the amount given, she would give a genuine smile and say thank you
The last time I saw her was a December around Christmas
It was very cold and she was shivering in a tattered, light weight, coat
She began to walk toward me and I could see that she was very frail.
I hurried to her. I was afraid that her legs might fail
Seeing her that way, the terrible reality of her suffering, struck me to the core
I gave her all the money that I had with me that day
She was surprised and said I want to give you a gift.
I will tell you my real name.
Realizing this was the only thing of real value that she had left, I hesitated.
She smiled, hugged me, and then whispered Linda into my ear.
After that day, I never saw her again and couldn’t find out what happened to her.
But, I will never forget Linda and her most perfect Christmas gift.
Dedicated to Linda
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She felt the cobblestones like braille beneath her worn boots' sigh,
her shadow stretched, a thin companion, 'neath the bruised-blue sky.
The spires clawed the clouds apart, stone fingers scraping light,
to catch the fractured evening sun in panes of jeweled might.
Her steps grew slow, a pilgrim's pace on faith-eroded ground,
then silence roared – that holy hush where all lost prayers are found.
A thousand steps in between
who I was and who I am now
do I wonder about the detours?
do I wish I took the dirt road instead?
Would my path have been smoother if I said no instead of yes?
Would the worries have been less then what they are today?
I guess I’ll never know,
unless I go back in time
choose a different path
choose the least attractive offer and run with it
pipe dreams that is all my journey back in time would be
‘cause I would not have met you
and you would not be reading these words....
Everything in life boils down to an immaculate plan,
it may not be my ideal plan or yours
but in the end the voyage continues
whether we want to or not…
‘Cause it is all part of the bigger picture
and
in that image is your life and mine...
We just got to embrace the journey
no matter how uncertain it might be...
130720111340
Contest: Anything Goes
7th Place
a new born lamb
sways and stumbles
never giving up ~
finds its feet
Written 20th March 2021
Lets Get Creative With Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
The first step
Maybe hardest to take
The second step
YOU may never make
On the third step
You'll begin to walk
The fourth step
Teaches the way to talk
Taking the fifth step
You'll be reaching out to hold
On the sixth step
You're standing on your own
Because the seventh step
Uses all you've learnt
On the eighth step
You're eager to achieve your goals
Save the ninth step
No room to hesitate
On the tenth...
YOU'LL be walking in Steps of Faith
Because Of Grace And Beauty Your Dancing Steps Made
Where bright red in your dance dress, shows truth in your heart
gold and silver lace my dreams of time spent with you.
Tho' fate sent dark storms driving us so far apart,
my memories are as bright as your eyes were blue.
This world, swooned in time with your hot, sensual dance
you sent waves of passion into my willing veins.
My dear, your body, sweet music was your romance
when your dancing stopped, we all felt such lonesome pains.
I knew, you would defeat crushing blues and return
to dance floor and sashay as only you can do.
For your great heart's loving truth will forever yearn
to dress as a queen and put on your dancing shoes!
This too, dances through all my wondrous midnight dreams
those red flashes and turns that your beauty displayed.
Such moments this dark world stops, peace reigns, so it seems
because of grace and beauty your dancing steps made!
9-24-2017
Six days of sobriety may seem awfully long
but somehow in the midst of this I've kept it going strong.
I can hardly imagine how I'll feel when it comes to being clean
but I do know what I see is real and I'm loving what I've seen.
Without the support that you have given and the same goes for the group
I would never have been able to do this. I would have rotted on my stoop
For the way I see it now makes more sense than ever before
all I needed to wake me up was that alarming sound when I had slammed doors.
I know now theres a path, the way that I was going.
But now I've found a different one, and I'm proud to keep on growing.
Your slipping away, I thought you would one day
But didn’t think the day would come so soon
If you jog through the memories in your mind,
You’d see, I was just a few steps behind.
Seems like time flew and we didn’t realise
That we should have held on tight,
Our love now appears like a fruit without its rind
Guess I was late, a few steps behind.
Now this distance seems so endless
We cant bridge it, try as much as we may,
Loose leaves of a book, without a bind
I see someone else waiting, a few steps behind.
Shakes me to the core of my being, seeing where we are
What started so glorious, ending so miserable.
While everything was falling to pieces, I was blind
Now I’m left, a few steps behind.
The air is filled with animosity,
Two strangers in the dark,
As I see the papers you have signed
I think love left us, a few steps behind!!!
Before I start I just want to say that I will always love you Baby..
I am letting you go, so go you are free
Free to learn that you were meant for me,
The pain and misery of our history,
Shall never flee from inside of me,
I deserve better than this,
You know I do,
But all I've ever wanted
Was what I deserve,
To come from you,
Dating is preparing,
Preparing to give all,
I gave you everything,
A mistake that led to our downfall,
I did it anyway,
Because I want you forever,
But you are my first relationship,
And I didn't know any better,
If only you knew exactly how I feel,
You would not be so upset,
That I need time for my heart to heal,
You've done me wrong so many times,
Which are comparable to murder,
But as relationship crimes,
I know we both never wanted this,
We sprinted off the start,
Racing towards infinite bliss,
Only to run out of breath,
And slowly move apart,
And lose eachother in innocent mist.
So when you come back,
You will be yourself once more,
Not who you are now,
But that innocent girl from before,
And since you have a tolerance to,
The greatest part of me given to you,
I will be come an even better man,
So when I learn how to give again,
I will be ready to take your hand...
By Janetta's Grandson.
A poem on a downhill relationship of me and my first relationship. I was getting
treated
badly because I became obsessive after a hard time in my life and she took
advantage of
it. So I postponed our future and let her go so she can see what she is doing
and go back
to the girl she used to be, in the meantime I'm going to focus on getting back on
my feet
again.
steps on the threshold
of new two thousand sixteen
Wish Happy new year
hopes that hovering
let's renew and add nice dreams
wish all to fulfill
let go past mistakes
lay heart to make world better
let's have loving smile
may God bless us all
come and bow down before Him
pray for all's wisdom
Noticing his neighbor’s young child
has laid a ladder against a tree,
determined to rescue a pet kitty stuck up there,
a middle-aged man crosses the street
and offers to help.
He STEPS UP the ladder
and retrieves the cat for his neighbor’s son.
A young woman
stands behind a harried mother
who struggles with a wailing baby
as she tries to take items from her shopping cart.
Without thinking twice, the young woman offers to help as
she STEPS FORWARD
to place the lady’s items on the grocery conveyer belt.
A teenage girl, eager to see a certain popular movie,
is standing in line waiting to buy her ticket.
She hears the couple behind her
speaking excitedly about this movie.
Learning there are only two seats left for that showing,
she STEPS BACK
and lets the couple buy the last two remaining tickets for themselves.
At a nursing home to see his mother,
a busy office worker is informed by his mother
of a lonely widower who never gets visitors
and who is feeling abandoned by his children.
Asking a nurse for the man's room number,
he STEPS IN
for a visit with the elderly widower.
A young boy who delivers newspapers
has noticed one of the older women on his route
is now using crutches.
Instead of tossing a rolled up paper to her lawn
as he usually does,
he STEPS OFF his bike
and delivers the paper to the woman personally at her door.
It matters not whether you are old or young
or whether the person you might see in need
is a stranger or a friend,
Don’t let opportunities for random acts of kindness
pass you by.
Whether it’s UP, FORWARD, BACK, IN or OFF,
just take a little action; take STEPS!
March 7, 2018 for Kai Michael Neumann's Random Acts of Kindness Contest
I see you
3 steps away,
I could bridge the gap
In an instant.
And then what?
Would I gently kiss you?
Would my tongue trace your lips
Creating tactile memories of your warmth, of your taste and the wet sweet abandon of our passion......
Would I gently place my hands
On your face
And explain my love
With nothing but the mirror of you in my eyes?
Would I place your hand on my breast
And let my pounding heart speak the words to your fingers...
I love you
I love you
I love you
You would know
Without question
Through my touch
That you have me
Sacred, spinning, free,
Please....Make me your love
Press your soul to me
And I shall return in kind.
You are so beautiful to me.
2013 ©
Ruby Honeytip
STEPS ASIDE
They’ve banned the “step counters”
Outlawed the treadmill and stationary bike
Banned jogging (aka fast walking for the elderly)
Sports will be limited to “non-aerobic” activities
Tiddlywinks tournaments will be Government funded.
Scientific research and investigation
Funded by the “stay inside and die sooner” chapter
Of the “Governmental Gottcha Groups”
Has conjectural and anecdotal evidence
That the heavy breathing induced by exercise
Increases the carbon dioxide emissions
Of those engaged in anaerobic exercise.
Suggested alternate activities are:
-Daydreaming,
-Scheming (aka conspiring with imaginary friends)
-Meditation…without chanting
-Astral Traveling (with or without passport)
-Thinking, but only about the things presented in our booklet
-(also known as “Talking Points)
Or the “Rip Van Winkle” solution…
Go to sleep for twenty years
and hope it’s all over when you wake up.
John G. Lawless
©2/24/2023
"come fluttering words, come drifting words to me . . . a Rambling Poet."
The rising sun, shone into her room
takes a moment, to gather her thoughts
gowns her morning attire with pride
moves into her garden,astonishing nature
Song birds and Sky Larks, fill her ears with music
the morning air, so pure into her lungs
last nights proposal, from her childhood sweetheart
dwelling but, knowing what her answer will be
Life feeling exhilerating, future so bright
as the perfumed rose plant, poised on her sill
her futre holds happiness,children, how many ?
her husband to be, awaits her response.
Sponsor Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~
Contest What is she thinking . .
Wounds by wayside.
P. Beadnall... 16/7/11