Ichabod Poems - Poems about Ichabod

Dad, Wynken, Blynken, and Nod's not right; Seems to me they’ve not a clue. For starters, they tried to sail at night, Though wood shoes float, that much is true. And then they meet a talking moon: A moon that laughs and sings a song? Be quiet,...

Continue reading...

ICHABOD The family is the heartbeat of God The masterpiece of God’s creation A mystery of two becoming one, Yet one turned to thousands, And thousands into generations. The family, a unit so strong… built a tower so tall it knocked, At the gate of heaven! The light of the world The light of the society The cleanser and purifier… Of decadence and immorality And the...

Continue reading...

I want to make a comment to anyone who might read this poem. It caused a huge sensation when I first published it on FaceBook. I started receiving hundreds of friend requests daily. It honestly frightened me. I am deeply sorry if I offend anyone. My poetry comes from the air and often it is...

Continue reading...

“The Glory Has Departed...” Before the next church service you attend gets started... Perhaps on the door should read; “God's glory has departed.” Many come on Sunday morning and don't even know. That's God's glory left such a long time ago. Many build their Sunday experience on “past traditions.” Built on man-made rules and “false...

Continue reading...

“The Glory Has Departed...” Before the next church service you attend gets started. Perhaps on the door should read; “God's glory has departed.” Many come on Sunday morning and don't even know. That's God's glory left such a long time ago. Many build their Sunday experience on “past traditions.” Built on man-made rules and “false...

Continue reading...