Deborah Poems - Poems about Deborah

In days of old, she stood proud and tall Blessed among women who heard the call Held the Scales of Justice in each hand Prophetess of Israel's threatened land Stood above the high status of men Led Barak's fierce battle there and then Triumph by a woman was...

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Deborah Mother in Israel, clothed in armor Hill country courtroom ‘neath her lush palm tree, Judges disputes between landlords and farmers Judgements, like sweet dates, God's chosen agree. Clothed by prophecy, Daughter of the Lord Feeds Israel on God’s bread of mercy A hunger for fairness – justice restored - Lappidoth’s wife, resolves controversies. Hears on the wide plain, iron chariots thunder To end pagan...

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DEBORAH &CO Women of the world may lead,teach and oversee. Deborah a leader upon God’s call with Miriam & Esther , females to name the famou three. In later times these four Anna,Phoebe,Priscilla & Junia and many more all freed by Jesus’ from  patriarchal law. In Him we see neither Greek Gentile male female or the unfree. Inspired by Gal 2:28 and Gen 2:18...

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These tears in my eyes come from missing you No point in my trying to diminish their flow, For they reappear with special memories They persist in following me wherever I go. How I remember our hours on the beach Alone in beautiful exotic Antigua, just us two, Snorkeling in crystal-clear waters of Montego Flying out to see the pandas in...

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Is she Debra or Deborah? Debra suits her best Although she has an aura Her name could be Deborah. Debra sounds sweeter, I'd like to meet her, Debra or Deborah, You can't ignore her She is a poet, That's how we met. She will go far in writing poetry, I bet. She has a knack, By putting things right, Pages and pages Of words that delight. I enjoy reading her poetry, I...

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Her hair would fan out in the wind She would laugh, running her fingers through it Her eyes would sparkle seeing a friend With all my buddies, she was a big hit. But it was her heart that captured me She was sweet and good, tried and true Principled, she valued the finer things in life She said, “I’ll gladly share my...

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During one year of my high school (I can’t remember which), Everything was beautiful in one particular class. Books were not required. Only imagination and creativity were Revered! An outstanding teacher fresh out of college Held me enraptured that one entire semester. Rather than drone on with lectures, she inspired us to Own our uniqueness! Zestfully she approached Each “teaching” moment with interesting lessons. By having...

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De bor' ah is her Congo name, To mispronounce it such a shame, For few would read and say it right, I asked: a sweet smile brought to light! My travels though suggested in, But butterflies? To trap's a sin! 'Swahili' countries (1) borders share With what was Congo, now Zaire, With language prone to flit about No border's safe for the devout, And...

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I love you, and I will bend to satisfy you. But to be a plant when I am a tree, that I can never be....

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Formed from the seed of love their feelings prime, a girl child was woven heroine, biblical prophetess in time; Deborah was such, the name chosen, mine. Like a lightening bolt was she conceived, a joining of aspirant souls, seeking other primal roles, into controversy; she was received. This fiery woman, a rousing Queen Bee Debbie was raised, the mothering maid. A leader, biblical judge conveyed hers...

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It’s Deborah’s birthday today - I think she’s twenty one I’m lucky to have found her, she shines like the morning sun She’s always here to leave a lovely comment on our work It’s something she enjoys not a task she will ever shirk She is fantastic friend to me in keeping my spirits high Saying wonderful words to...

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"Lord if it is you will, I will do as you ask of me. But I wonder why you ask me, the weaker gender of your servants?" Deborah said to the Lord her God. She was sitting on a large boulder which was resting upon a cliff which overlooked the valley... a valley...

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She saw the face of Judas in him. The bearded kiss festered no truth and the metallic breath exhaled putrid faithfulness. The trampled petals spoor no lusting stares, redolent no more even as the tongue creeps by the shoulders. The razors have summoned from the stinking room! A slit in the neck could rhythmically go by the thrusts unnoticed But the chorus of...

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There was at one time a woman judge named Deborah. She lived in the high land between Bethel and Ramah. This wife of Lappidoth held court under some great palms. Ephraim was the place where she would settle many qualms. Deborah proved to be a prophetess of God’s word. The Lord’s voice was what through her sounds the people had...

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Deborah: the name I’ve grown into. I am also called seeker, dreamer, believer, ever hopeful; For I am all these things. Helen and John, grandparents extraordinaire, Their imprint strong upon me as though they truly were my parents. Deborah: lover of words, of ideals, of the beautiful and the profound. Truth, honor and integrity - these are my...

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