Best Vestry Poems
God made for many a meandering field
Each year fragrant flowers it did yield
Heard song birds when they would sing
Where they always liked to be lingering.
Could find cows with a few friendly goat
On romantic island really rather remote
Long ago lived much of my wife's ancestry
And some once were on local church vestry.
Scotland and Ireland, island was in between
What person saw was such a pretty scene
If I let my wonderful wife have her way
God will greet us there on a gorgeous day.
Sad Thought Came To Brain
Found this sad thought on my brain;
Effort to find good priest was in vein;
We pulled off shelf;
Loves hearing self;
Listening to his sermons we refrain.
Sermons priest must be sure to record;
Relationship only casual with the Lord,
And if grim,
Blame them;
Was all that vestry board could afford.
About new priest we have been bitter;
Always wants to be an attention getter;
Voice be heard,
That is absurd;
Only few here we know need babysitter.
Service overburdened with technicalities,
And of life seem to be one of the realities;
When knelt;
Difficult;
Both knees were creating many fatalities.
Jim Horn
A member at Large
Who does embarge.
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What Jesus Means To Me
This poem is based on sermon by Father Dave Davis,
Rector of St. James Episcopal Church, Shallotte, NC
on March 22, 2015. Gospel for Day was John 12:20-23.
Maybe they might put my poem on their website.
What Jesus Means To Me
Who is this Jesus supposed to be?
What should He really mean to me?
Of course, He is our Lord and Savior
And want to find myself in His favor.
There are things that I do not deny
Want Jesus to be a nice, great guy
Being available and also convenient
And like Him best when He is lenient.
What is it that we want Jesus to do?
Be nice and make dreams come true;
Answer prayers each and every one;
When He's around have a lot of fun.
Have Jesus help me grow and grow
And where it is I might have to go
Be with me up until my dying day
To heaven be sure to take me away.
Do I have to be much more direct?
What is it I am supposed to expect?
From Jesus but know that I am glad
His big job to do I never, ever had.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and
Member of Board of Vestry
and 2d Helpings Program
Hypocrisy within the Village Flock
As the seasons of my life changes, glorious it may not be!!
Valley bells summons the flock to chapel.
Heavily polished Pews squeak, as Village flock take their seats.
Distant ghostly voices ring out with such shallowness.
“Chapel roof raised with such false faith”
No attention paid to the sermon.
The congregation floored by jealousy, as each man mirrored by his own status.
Women competing, against their hats and frocks.
Jealousy worms weaving through their gowns,
feathers in hats, quivers as the coven moves through the vestry door.
Minister excited to the jingles of the collection box whilst being passed around and around.
my soul lays upon a bed of thistles.
Whilst the thorned crown compresses the thoughts within my head.
Lurking within the shadows of the cross .
Whilst the gruelling over the sacrificial lamb
So-called reputable men “ that should not be”
The pitch pine pulpit, creeks with despair.
Parishioners best clothed with shiny shoes,
“all hypocrites congregate here”!!
Layer upon layer of blasphemous faith,
create a stain on uneasiness upon the so-called sacred walls .
Each Private hymnbook worn by sweating hand,
fidgeting tell- tales of fear through ware.
Each before God and un- easy to what conscience they happen to bear!!
“ If this is faith, then I want no more,”
All false faces glance, finally and for the last time.
I exit through the memories, OF that stained chapel door.
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Inside a specially constructed secret closet was the Danish Daewoo's son,
(It looked like the sacred vestry of the pastor and parson)
Some bold murmur he made, not so long and broad,
Repentance before the cock crowed.
Some cracking you heard of a page perused,
(Was thought of a Bible he privately used)
Some sibilant whistle and a beautiful baritone hum,
Some morning worship by the charming chum.
Then to the gym and again to the lawn,
A little karate and building brawn;
A walk and stalk and he ran some rounds,
And he Said, "I hate much fat, I gonna pour some pounds."
Now the sweated don would go for a shower,
And liked it cold in that morning hour;
Two eggs and milk and he left the door,
To be in lab again, and finish before four.
"i like muslims",
whispered in newfangled vestry
for Viv might anger.
(She's said they'll blow us up in Leominster.*)
They won't, though, for Leominster is small,
bigger than London Bridge
and they're not strangers,
for all love us here, the veiled ones too.
"I LIKE MUSLIMS",
I venture, for Viv's not bothering.
A veiled lady sits beside me.
Vespers now.
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* pronounced Lowminster
6/11/2017
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Only way I could figure out how to print out my Vestry
email letter. Jim Horn
Dear Friends,
Just a reminder of our upcoming meeting this coming Tuesday (Jan. 12th), 5:30 pm in Bliss Hall.
An agenda is shown below.
Also, note that the Sr. Warden has asked each vestry member to provide a 'brief' intro of yourself along with a short comment on why you felt called to serve on the Vestry and what your expectations are. This will be done during the Liaison remarks portion.
Peace,
Fr. Dave+
ST. JAMES THE FISHERMAN EPISCOPAL CHURCH
VESTRY MEETING, January 12, 2016, 5:30 p.m.
AGENDA
1. Opening Prayer
2. Approval of December Meeting minutes
3. Approval of December Financial report.
4. Old Business.
a. Cleanup of parish grounds (Jim Horn & Wayne Campbell).
b. Exterior painting estimates (Wayne Campbell).
5. New Business.
a. Fundraising Campaign for Exterior painting costs (Fr. Dave & Cai Raber).
b. Diocesan Convention: Delegates, & Pre-Convention Mtg. (Fr. Dave).
c. Services of Reception - Feb. 14th/15th (Fr. Dave).
d. Security Light (Fr. Dave).
6.Liaison Remarks.
7.Closing Prayer and Adjournment.
Next Meeting: Tuesday, Feb.9th, 5:30 pm, Bliss Hall.
That Distant Space
Shadows slide, silent, across the cold church floor
As pallid wraiths form in the fast fading breeze
Where no human wanders that way anymore.
And come to rest by the broken vestry door
To meet in far off realms beyond our short lease
In that abandoned place we walked before.
A new moon rises unseen above the trees,
Grey ghosts return on this night of dark unease
And far from busy life’s bright domains explore
By hidden, shaded paths that no human sees
Where shapeless souls their earthly forms restore
And at All Hallow’s Eve meet in dark rapport
In that distant space where the dead convene,
To speak apart before daylight intervenes.
Barry Stebbings
Oct 2024
A Silver Spoon
In my mouth was not born with a silver spoon
So God when you take me to heaven soon
To many facts I must become resigned
Hardly anything have I ever left behind.
One is wife who I love through and through
Who was always faithful to and then true
Children who to us from God had been born
And each came to us on an early morn.
Numerous friends behind will also leave
Yet still knowing in God I should believe
Knowing in my life what was meant for me
From all earthly things will set us all free.
On earth are material things all around
While God's love is there and does surround
Us all as we shall start to see His open door
Which will be way to heaven forevermore .
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran, Poet and
Member of Board of Vestry
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"Bedouin"
I stand here
holding time in my hands
for you yet you remain hidden
watching
black sands on closing air
bedouin messages written
in code invisible to most
it blooms you open
the envelope silently spits
words, they escape into you
you breathe what's left quietly in
consider the path between
dreams and reality
I hijack your solitary cells daily
you’re a Skinwalker like a Selkie
shedding freedom for a bad marriage
the godless god
considers you not worth
a conversation, like a stalker
he follows you silently
without speaking
swallows what’s good
from the black buzzard perch
he sets the trip wire
unknown in the dark
there he sits
hidden in his vestry
shuffling the bad poetry parishioners
he weighs your worth
smirking he
watches on
turns your music off
(LadyLabyrinth/2021)
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?Time We Are Always Wasting
Do you think that I would be teasing;
God brings bright minds together for a reason
Not just to be passed up or simply ignored
But our magnificent minds be further explored.
Much more further analysis we will need
Compare the Apostles with Nicene Creed
When I thought about and did further peruse
Which one would be the very best to use.
Of many songs which shall we sin today
Should I close my eyes when I begin to pray?
Or both of my eyes on others must be gluing
So I can see and understand what they are doing.
Why should to myself all of my poems I keep
On all of my poems lie down on and then sleep
Yet still be responsible person I am being
With great ideas well worth hearing and seeing.
Before I press on or present you with the rest
Must admit by God I have been greatly blessed
Instead of me taking a pounding and a pasting
We better get busy and our time is a wasting.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
and Member of St. James Vestry
Dedicated to Bishop Curry, Skirving and Father Davis
Why do some people have to be hurt?
By despicable person and treated like dirt
Trying to gun down everyone in sight
Either during day or else late at night.
Is it disorder related to a personality?
Someone who has trouble facing reality
Maybe mind warped from being mistreated
Never reaching goal and is always defeated.
Regardless of what happened God forgives
And His spirit in us does continue to live
As well as love, patience and complete purity
While we exist in his presence, not obscurity.
God's Son Jesus died to save us from sin
And later to earth will return back again
Should seek to find what They are about
And Episcopal Church be sure to try out.
That was me sitting in the front pew.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran, Poet and
Member of Board of Vestry
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April 17th, 4th Day of Easter Psalm 23; Gospel: John 10:22-30
St. James Episcopal Church, Shallotte, NC.
At Church Next Sunday
There are only a few who I ever knew
Of course, none could compare with you
From heaven by God had been escorted
Near and next to me were transported.
Each time by me you were often seen
Things seemed so quiet and also serene
With all my anxiousness I anticipated
Your presence you daily demonstrated.
Here it is another Sunday morning again
Certainly go to church I always do intend
Great songs and sermon are sure to hear
Knowing that my Savior is close and near.
With great singing my ears you would fill
To me, each sound sure was such a thrill
And after home again we both did return
Hear you at church next Sunday I do yearn.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Soldier and Poet
Member of Board of Vestry
Church Vestry Meeting Horn Haiku
I am the vestry member in charge
of the church exterior and landscaping.
They requested a presentation from
each vestry member. This is mine so
I can print it out and also email. It
does not rhyme, is in 5-7-5 format
and has no punctuation.
should see piece of trash (5)
be sure that you pick it up (7)
And not a woman (5)
be nice and not mean
try and keep your nice church clean
such a pretty scene
our church should be safe
sane secure free from all harm
hear (or here) a great sermon
take your wife to church
wonderful choir member
who has a great voice
bring prayer book home
you can read gospel again
as a reminder none
then you should next month
if vestry member do meet
try to stay awake
Now for my background check
not necessarily for a weapon.
I used to work at local Home Depot
in the garden section. A previous
vestry member worked down the
street from me. He was leaving
St. James and needed a replacement.
Yep. You guessed it. Here I am
none other than James Thesarious
Hilarious Horn. I have already
provided everyone with pictures
of the church and a map. This
all sounds perfectly clear to me.
Lastly, I am a poet and now number
12 out of over 30,000 poets. If you
don't believe me go to
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and check me out.
Senior Center Going
Senior Senior going is always well worth
Greatest in Brunswick County and on earth
When things you want to find a place to do
And about them curiosity grew and grew.
Many things your mind, they try to occupy
Right up to the very day which you will die
Can rely on them for whatever you need
Can find coffee there and food to feed.
Had heard you are starting a poetry group
All around the town are starting to snoop
To see what all the people's interests are
And to go on this subject just how far.
I am available any time for you to reach
And this I do beckon and also beseech
If you think this subject is worthwhile
Either send me an email or you can dial.
I am on St James Board of Vestry and 2D
Helpings delivering food to you on Thursday.
James Thomas Horn, 74,
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
[email protected]
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