Keeping Poems - Poems about Keeping

In the rising of the sun, I see His smile restoring me with heavenly warmth, the joy from knowing He did reconcile with the Father, who created me to love by the Son, who went the extra mile to save my soul from the darkest pit to save my spirit – life really is worthwhile! In the spring, I see Him in...

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After she left the house for realities unknown, abandoned rooms became discrete spaces fully occupied by her thoughts. Buses still stop two doors down, sparrows hop over the stalks of dead roses. Road dust carpets, then is windswept away. Eventually, Girl Guides selling cookies scrub her address off clipboards. The mail has begun to forward itself to nowhere. The house whispers to passing pedestrians, It calls...

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"There's a river meandering through the mind" It flows like a torrent, so often I find My thoughts when they bank up, and reach breaking point A deep breath is needed before all is spoilt. This rescue plan calms me, the word flow I stop My lifebuoy surrounds me so I stay on top. The river will then flow, while keeping...

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- Hearts are invisible and defenseless when one falls in love - ...

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Long before you were born, long before your great grandfather was born, in the time when magic was approximately eight times more plentiful than it is today, there lived a family in the remote part of a forest.  There was a mother, Mrs. Slimbones, who was a witch, and there was a father, who was...

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To my children think about Jesus, do it every single day. Don’t just read about him, do the things the bible say. The Bible is God’s truth, and you will not be deceived. The only thing he asks of us, is simply to believe. There is nothing, great or small, that our God can’t do....

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A silent ritual, a whispered plea, fingers intertwined, a fragile lattice of hope. We bend them, contort them, these extensions of our will, as if their awkward posture could sway the universe, as if a physical knot could bind fate to our desire. Is it misbelief, a relic of ancient fears, a tactile appeal whispered to unseen forces? Or a desperate act...

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Packing up the car to the brim Off we flew up the motorway to Kildare Drove into the small tidy town of ballymore To meet with the finest of grandparents Who lived there A very peaceful place to be The views of sheep flocked in groups and numbers surrounded by fields and fields long with the...

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Bunch red flowers Where have you gone Long time passing. Dress red people Where you going Prim and proper. Starbucks full Shakey's brimming With love to hide. Couple with pride Where have you been Red in tandem....

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Wrap me in your silk like a dream, a moment worth keeping beneath closed eyes, Perhaps I'll be wounded or thawed by the warmth that tenderly seeps within, The frenzy of the shawl’s thread weaves my thoughts, like a circle of fate, For warmth or for death—a choice binding my soul to freedom's gate. I must capture the triumph...

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Because I'd been good for a very long while, my parents decided to buy me a crocodile. Then all the kids on the block thought I really did rock. Till two weeks later, another kid’s parents decided to buy him an alligator! Shoot! And now some kid’s braggin’ his parents are gonna buy him a Komodo dragon. Oh, my God! This is way...

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Rose tainted glasses firming the stars in the night Surrendering to dreams Passion yielded into sunshine The World turns While you sleep, treasured moments of sweetness embrace the harmony Sweet nectar holding you Is it wrong keeping you to myself ...

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In the quiet psalm, As light falls gentle, calm Breaking through the softest of skies, Inviting hearts to the kindest sunrise – where once, the One who made the day, reveals the love that found a way, the precious love for which hearts pray – the beautiful that I will forever say… in the silence of the psalm, rises the wonder, in His...

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The bartender strolls from one end of the counter to the other. She makes small talk with regulars who watch NFL games on screens and a college basketball game plays on another. For each touchdown scored mugs are raised. Fans analyze every run and play and the day unfolds. while the bartender pours beers. She says her boyfriend and dog are at home. A man at the end...

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Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful. - Norman Vincent Peale May the beautiful star, shining so bright Bless your heart and soul with His sweet light, Breaking through the darkness and doubt Revealing the wonder, what Christmas is all about May the gentle whisper of joy in His song Bless you...

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