Fishers Poems - Poems about Fishers

Father, who entrusted me with his mission of salvation Will provide me with labourers to realize this goal. Pondering, he roamed around in disciple formation. They will, like fish, gather to the kingdom of God, each soul. Waves of humans from every walk of life were collected. The new teacher, as though a magnet, attracted everyone. His smile, like full-moon elegance,...

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I was made To venture undulating time And chase the tides forever facing forward Through glinting waves by unknown shores I migrate The oceans’ warm currents for Thousands of miles yearly, continuing Always onward, always embraced by water I am The mighty blue marlin mirroring a sight Of the blue heavens above, divinely I was created to...

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We use animals to catch animals like 'fighting crime' in Chicago. Shouldn't this be the point we think about four fingers going in with a crooked thumb, maybe rusting with whitlow, taking hold of the silver on a sardine, putting hooks through what supposed to be its lungs should make us think of Kentucky's Best & Reefer, not the buzz, but the...

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FISHERS OF MEN Thy tender lips speak seduction Thy eyes as charming as the stars Thy buttocks a drummer's vibe Thy thoughts lingers on a man's wealth Thy love buried beneath the abyss of lies Thy heart as slippery as an okra soup Doesn't last a second in one hand A hand full of men thou desires One goes and thou finds...

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THEY CAST NET IN THE WATERS THE FISHES WERE NETTED AND WAITED HARVEST THERE NETS WERE TORN AND DRIED UP AND THE FISH THEY CAUGHT FELL BACK INTO THE SEA THEY CURSED THE CREW AND FOUND FAULT IN MANY THEY TURNED THEIR SHIP BACK TOWARD THE SHORE THEY SPOKE OF THE MEN'S WIVES AS HARLOTS SLUTS AND WHORES THEY TOLD THEM TO TAKE THEIR THINGS AND LEFT THESE...

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It was another day, another glorious dawn I was in her bosom! Here there were no trees no grass no blossom Her sweet smell filled the air. We all of us men were her lovers! We were all happy to be here with her. In her lair She could have a calm demeanor or a passionate temper. Today...

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In saying follow Me, Jesus then made something else clear As also contained in His decree is what He holds most dear Always worried about the others in calling them lost sheep Preaching we are Brothers and from these actions we reap Like a candle under a basket or a voice not willing to sing He paid your entire debt...

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Oh my friend of fishers fair. Of all those waters we wish to dare. Those lures and lines of many happy times. Trout unlimited and desired wines. Your gleaming smile and voice of care, many more times are that of which we will share. And that big fire in which you built, the flames held many feelings in which are glid....

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As Peter and Andrew were called to fish in the lake of souls of men. So too are we called to cast the net just the same as it was back then. Will your life be a beacon to guide someone to a home in the sweet by and by; or will...

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VII. I’ve never walked on water. I’ve never calmed a storm. I’ve never fed a multitude with fish and bread. Brother, I think it’s time to change your attitude. Follow Jesus and He’ll make you fishers of men. CH. Cast your nets on the other side of the water and you’ll be fishers of...

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