This year was the year of Poetry.
I wrote 156 poems this year on poetry soup.
156 poems this year to remind people to Trust in Jesus.
God is with us and we are going home soon.
Faith in Jesus grows with each poem.
Lord Jesus stay with us always.
Thank you Jesus for all you have done with me this year of Poetry.
I will see you in the clouds family.
Praise Lord Jesus forever for he is worthy of all Glory and Honors.
Your love is so beautiful it fills the air like a sweet day, it makes the air feel smooth and calm like a hum of a bee sitting on a flower.
Your love is like the running river, smooth and moving, full of energy that lifts me to the clouds.
Love I looked and saw you near, whispering in my ear, all the beautiful things that I love to hear.
Love you are so beautiful, you must have been good, for God sent you to lift all of our hearts to float to your tune.
Love you are the one, the one that is full of beauty and love and sending it all around.
For love is beautiful, it makes us feel so incredible, like a moment in time that stays forever enshrined in our mind.
For God is love, and we are forever in love with all of the blessings that we receive each day of our lives.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
If I die young,
bury me in satin —
lay me down gentle,
on a bed of roses.
Let the river take me,
but send me away
with the words of a love song.
When the world reminds you of me,
write me a poem.
Not just any poem,
a love poem —
one that keeps me close, even after.
[Verse 1]
The rumor spreader grew stronger in that mystic mundane
As they howled in that busted hour
Did they? Did you hear the talk of the town?
And uncertainty kept the frozen in the ice chamber
At the tip of the iceberg
[Verse 2]
Mundane, morbid, humble, down to earth
They led the prayer five times in the early May
Remained silent with the fallen leaves
And the golden hay
[Chorus]
I will be one hour belated for the sunken ship
A few hours more
For evermore
For the lakeshore windy
Along the nighttime journey
[Bridge]
To sing, to brim, to the hymn songs
Stayed for the most intricate, subtlest twilight
[Outro]
For the twilight hue fallen on the other end
Of the eternal morning delight
Eternal morning delight
I write of heartbreak, fears and tears
But then somedays, His love He shares
I hear His kindness in the voice of rain
He’s the wonder that comforts all my pain
Beneath the echoes of my deepest prayers
Shadows and feelings, blessings and cares
Beneath all the yearnings, are praises galore
For the One who created me, the One I adore
I write of dreams, still breath of spring and fall
The voice of winter is found in each distant call
But, mostly, I believe He touched my very soul
With love that reassures, love that makes me whole
I write to you, my fellow believer, my brother
I write of this joy and peace found in no other
He is the answer to every need, every desire
His love is wise and strong, it’s like a burning fire
Beyond the tears that seem to overwhelm me
There is a blessing of His grace, making me see
He tells us of His kindness with each rising sun
But nothing is more wonderful than His only Son!
Gratitude to God grips my faith’s earnest worship
with His love, sealed around divine partnership
toward victorious and fruitful stewardship.
Committed to serve through faithful stewardship
my heart conquers selfishness that hinders worship
fulfilling roles marked by ministerial partnership.
Cleaving to the Lord midst His partnership
I seek His favor against vain stewardship
while my spirit rejoices every revival worship.
My praise-filled worship with Christ’s partnership radiates triumphant stewardship.
Created with goodness of flesh and blood
Not powerful, but sturdy
A Holy Man I know who sits high in heaven
Watches all below
Makes seas be calm
Command in still
Blowing refreshing breezes
Eases when storm arises
Mighty voice direct but serene
Sustains life and Death
Strength beyond modern man
Spiritual works seen
Stands with the world when turmoil comes
Understands creation better than they understand themselves
He is about Faith at every length
Aligns the soul with fleshy outside
A Holy Man bigger than I
He known as Thy
Reign superior
Commands and Controls
Welcome dear golden time, autumn
Singing the praises of autumn
Verses bursting with color- autumn
Immerse yourself in autumn
Gorgeous palette, time for creativity - autumn
Influenced by the light quality of autumn
A warm cappuccino is delicious in autumn
Flannel plaid pajamas keep you warm in autumn
Remember Vitamin D for your health this autumn
Embrace with ecstasy the glorious autumn
Wrapped in a thick wool blanket - aesthetic vibes on autumn
Many cherished memories - harmonious autumn
The rain pours like blessings from heaven
The lillies and ferns dance and sway swiftly
The dry soil turns swampy and soft
It glides away all that rests upon it
The feeling is so vibrant and cozy
The hopeful heart flies with wings, far off
Wandering like butterflies...
Lady Li’s pure, gentle name means the white plum flower;
her slight, slender, moving form holds a quiet power.
When I watch her lost in thoughts at the crimson dawning,
she sits resting on a bench—like a swan in longing.
As she’s moving, her soft robe silently is rustling;
bracelets on her slender wrists from afar are sparkling.
All splendid jewels made of jade glisten in the moonlight;
I plead heaven to send help: stay for a while, mute night!
We talk about the faint moon, about silent gladness;
a sweet child is in Li’s smile, and a touch of sadness.
Syllables she slowly says, awaken my dreaming;
her amazing, pleasant voice is a balm, a gleaming.
More inspiration from Practical Magic. Love remains the greatest power.
Our magical threads
By Michelle Morris
20/09/2026
This family tree
Not a perfect history
Blessings and curses
Always our reality
An ancient line
Our magical threads
Seeds sown deep
Grown to perfection
The mystery
The stories old
Love torn apart
Curses unfolded
Sisterly love
Family ties
Mothers and fathers
Loved ones who died
This history
We can't repeat
Time to break the curse
To bleed for freedom
Our blood we spill
Combining our hands
Destroying the darkness
Changes time and sands
That hourglass
We just reversed
Love overcame
Our family curse
And you and me
Our love and light
Forever expanded
To win the fight
© Michelle Morris, 2026
This beautiful flag
has stood the the test of hard times,
this beautiful flag
waves with a grand elegant over vallies,
love it as your own mother, her embrace
is warmer that spring days!
Her wolves howl in the battering wind
to make themselves heard,
their energy is surely wasted;
true patriots fight for their country:
no voice is louder than liberty!
This beautiful flag was draped
by Betsy Ross, the patriotess,
her devotion was expressed eloquently;
her noble spirit is carved in history.
This beautiful flag is the pride
of every American and the ones
who yearn for a life of liberty!
Do you stand with those traitors,
or react to their madness?
Who swears allegiance to only one flag
is a son and daughter of this great land,
but that one who has no love
for America and its beauty
is far from a gentle dove;
he can never brag
about its glory
and appreciate its generosity
to exchange it for total loyalty!
Its the price soldiers pay
in a time of win and lose,
when an escape is not easy to choose;
stand with them and pray;
help them raise this beautiful flag!
Leaves dance around the maple, complaining
Grumbling that autumn’s breath is too near
And, I remember times that don’t need explaining
Leaping in piles of crunchy leaves, without fear
Melodies, graceful as a prayer in the soul
Glorifying the Creator of this gentle fall
Winds and rain couldn’t stop – we felt whole
Because of the wonder in that autumn’s call
We soared through the air toward the pile,
Mountains of leaves buried us in their scent
This is what it means to be a child with a smile
Playing in leaves with autumn’s quiet consent
It felt like a psalm was being read by this day
Our hearts knew the melody of such grace
This is the meaning of heaven sent, I pray
That everyone discovers autumn’s sweet embrace
On the hills, and in the valleys, there are leaves
Just waiting for a child’s laughter and mirth
It only takes this memory and my soul believes
Nature offers solace to the children on earth
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When sparrows chirp, they sing for peace.
They fly and paint a masterpiece.
What lovely sounds, what a lovely scene!
No words can say what these could mean.
The rhymes they sing they touch the heart.
The sounds they make perform an art.
Who can’t enjoy? Who can’t ignore?
These tiny birds with a lofty soar.
They like our homes but love the sky
With wings and songs so loud and high.
I can’t see life with no such birds.
They give us joy beyond all words.
17/9/2026
Blessing Categories
Definition | What is Blessing in Poetry?
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dedication, grace, commendation, thanksgiving, consecration, thanks, invocation, benediction, absolution, laying on of hands, benison, benedicite, divine sanction, backing, consent, permission, okay, support, regard, valediction, leave, favor, approbation, sanction, concurrence