Hymn (there wasnt a hymn option in the form list)
CM (common meter, 8,6)
dedicated to my grandfather who used to teach Sunday School.
Your Awesome Splendor, Mighty Lord,
sustains all time and place.
Let us devout with cherubs sing:
"Behold! Your Wondrous Face!"
Announce to us Your Shakeless Love
that sin cannot erase.
Let he that's wronged and needs You still
behold Your Wondrous Face!
Please, hearken with each prayer, or cry
with fingers interlaced.
Let all, throughout the world that stings,
behold Your Wondrous Face!
You made us all in Likeness-fair
with Your Resplendant Grace.
Let those in doubt the Angels bring.
Behold your wondrous face.
September 3, 2017
O, God of mercy and The Word,
Be merciful to me.
Who keeps Your eye on each small bird,
I pray watch over me.
O, God of healing and of pow'r,
Send balm to soothe my pain.
Who puts perfume in ev'ry flow'r,
Renew my strength again.
May be sung to the tune AMAZING GRACE or AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL. CMD (common meter doubled)
Board fence entraps three Angus cows
who would much rather go
out and about to their content
than hear from freedom's crow.
Corralled within their space so small
constrained by pride-filled squawk
no grass of green, no grounds to graze
so here they gaze and gawk.
"Of what does SHE have to complain?"
crow hears a lowly moo.
Indignant cry spurs raven queen
to do what she can do.
She picks the pin which holds them in,
gives them the needed boost.
So free they run until the sun
invites them home to roost.
Queen Raven waiting on her pole
views "thank yous" on each face.
And when the cows have passed the gate,
she puts the pin in place.
March 3, 2012
I chose GIF #5
common meter (abcb) with personification
The ocean waves come rolling in
There’s not a soul in sight
With heaving breath they break on shore
And burst in brilliant white.
The sound of wind is in the air
The jutting rocks stretch high
Tall redwood trees defiant stand
So tough, and yet they sigh.
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Theme: No 2 ~ Shoreline
Form: ‘common meter stanza’
Author: Paul Callus ~1st April 2015
Contest: Let Me Feel Your Lines
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Placed 1st
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Poem of the Day ~ 2nd April, 2015.
Made of fine glass of opaline,
a mantle clock in France,
placed low on a silvery shelf
of place where we did dance
Of pink, and a polished pontil,
I stared at it a while...
It stays inside fond memory,
that clock with pink dial
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3/27/2015
No. 5 - Opaline
(common meter stanza)
Contest - Let Me Feel Your Lines
Sponsor - nette onclaud
6th place win
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Featured poem of the week
commencing 9/16/2018