Long Abba Poems
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The Love song
I woke up early in a good mood thinking of writing a love poem to my wife.
looking in the YouTube, I came across
“The three tenors,” couldn`t resist their beautiful voices.
I was going to find “I believe in angels” by Abba
but first the famous tenors.
Wife woke up told me to turn it off she couldn`t sleep.
I remembered Lorenzo Marcus 1964 I was on a ship
unloading cargo destined for Rhodesia.
Everything has changed now LM is now Maputo
and Rhodesia is Zimbabwe, and it was a good time
for a white person.
So I didn`t play the Abba song as the lyric is banal
and I was no longer in a loving mood
When my eyes grow dim and my legs are weak,
when I can’t hear and my mouth can’t speak,
I wonder what I will see through these eyes of faith
as I think about what awaits at the end of my race.
Will my stilled legs dance as never before?
Will I leap with joy as I see angels galore?
Will I hear the prayers of many as I am called home
to Abba my Father, up to His heavenly throne?
My prayer is to sing always even with a failing heart,
knowing it is only from here that I shall depart.
I now rejoice in God’s promise that I will see His face,
and have peace in knowing He has prepared my place.
But will my soul really be so quiet when my end is near?
Will I be excited or will I show fear?
Will I be in perfect peace because I believe
that Christ has prepared a place especially for me?
Now as I wait and sometimes think of my final transition,
I can rest in knowing it will end in all glorious perfection!
A SILHOUETTE
I stare at starry shiny sky.
Silhouette pasted by Moon light.
Little pieces of cloud float by.
Cast of blurred shadow at night.
My hazy dreams hastily fly.
Urge and wobbling started to fight.
Restless mind not to pacify.
My passion and love went on plight.
The blackish silhouette to pry
through the thin clouds on low height.
Nocturnal owl made a shrill cry,
alarming me to watch the sight.
Mesmerized eyes in vain to try
to see light and shade, wrong or right!
Moon light! Silhouette! To descry.
Misty silhouette! Moon looks bright.
Rhyming scheme abba abba abba abba
09/15/17
Springtime, camped between the mountain valleys.
Air filled with tickled laughter ventured through
canopy of leaves bathed a golden hue;
labyrinth fields sun's freedom to rally.
An owl rides the air stream, into darkness
against the fading moonlight to confront
joy of flying in silence of the hunt,
while crickets sing loudly in the stillness.
Rumbling sounds reach deep sleep from twice its breadth,
barely glean the worth turning into dreams
grasping the state of mind lapsed into deep,
a twilight world that knows not its own depth.
Waking up in the light of morning beams,
cooing sounds of mourning doves in nature's keep.
3/22/2018
Italian/Petrarchan Sonnet first 8 lines) abba abba (next 6 lines) cdecde
When all failed, Abba asked, 'Who would I send?'
Thunderous lava lights caused commotion.
Like a meek slave, Christ expressed his consent.
Waves of chaos pooled like tsunamis in an ocean.
Didn't endless 'Holy' give him pleasure?
The universe stood in sombre surprise.
Leaving heaven, did he seek earthly leisure?
The need for freedom of beings filled his eyes.
Bones would be broken and blood would be shed.
He knew a cross-shaped wood would be his bed.
With hands nailed, he would be left to stand dead.
Was it with no knowledge that he went ahead?
Heaven came down at his incarnation.
Time stood still in timeless hesitation.
Anna, the prayerful child, has these requests this season to Abba Father:
Bob, her friend-boxer to avoid and never miss a bad dab
Cedec, the street child to attend Camp Mac’s for kids
Dad Dado to be drawn onward the Lord’s will;
Eve, for her series of solos as church’s singer
Filif, as he needs wisdom to judge in the debate on "Borrow or rob"
Gereg to express well his speech entitled “Don’t Harass Sarah”
Hannah for her to be on the top spot in her civic course examination;
Inni, that she be truthful, denying not with “It is I? Is it I?”
Jojoj to invite to Bible study Viv, the diva, avid collector of Scripture items
Kaxak for her kayak venture against unpleasant weather’s party trap
Lilil in her academic level-up pursuit;
Mom May and Madam Maine to offer discount in their My Gymwellness center
Nenen for her new juice business near “no lemon, no melon” shake stand
Obo, to stress clearly his dramatic monologue line: “O, stone, be not so”
Pip and Pop as they enjoy their pool loop swimming lessons with test set after.
Quest for the Lord’s favor is what Anna anticipates in her prayer sagas
Relying in His might does she perform* with faith's deed!
*Luke 1:45 And blessed is she that believed: for there shall be a performance of those things which were told her from the Lord.
ABC form with Palindromes
October 16, 2018
2nd place, "Palindromes II" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 10/24/2018.
His gift was free, cannot be bought,
Uplifting words of life, He taught
Then on a cross, that tree of death
Poured out His blood, with His last breath
Eyes to the Father, God's own Son
Forgive them Abba, for what they've done
And those words flew, across the ages
And shown to me in golden pages
Love the Lord with all your might
And love your neighbor, for this is right
My anger and hurt were then subsided
For by His love, my soul was guided
A land of love, like milk and honey
A gift He gave free, costs us no money
A gift of love, so sweet and true
Jesus saves, and He LOVES you!!!
I AM A SON OF HERS
I am Royal
a KING, my first Father's Elohim
I am King I am one of my.
MOTHER'S SON
ROYALTY a product
-of Holy Love
I am a Son of Hers
1/08/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024
A Uplifting poetic expression
Themes
Divine identity: "I am a Son of Hers, Royal, a KING"
Spiritual heritage: "My first Father's Elohim"
Maternal connection: "My MOTHER'S SON ROYALTY"
Holy love "A product of Holy Love"
Inspiring interpretations
The poem celebrates a deep sense of divine identity and royal heritage.
It acknowledges the importance of spiritual roots and connection to the divine.
The poem expresses gratitude for the love and nurturing received from the divine feminine.
Embrace your own divine identity and royal heritage.
Cultivate a deeper connection with your spiritual roots and the divine.
Celebrate the love and nurturing received from the divine feminine.
Scriptural reinforcement
Psalm 82:6: "I said, 'You are gods; you are all sons of the Most High.'"
Romans 8:14-17: "For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God...and if children, then heirs—heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ."
Galatians 4:6-7: "And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, 'Abba! Father!'"
Sweating in the rustic dusts of Nazareth, you laboured.
As a farm labourer, ironsmith, weaver, and shepherd,
You ploughed with the peasants, who were curious yet loving.
They were teachers from whom wisdom, like clear streams, flowed, gushing.
You walked, pondering over the Sea of Galilee.
Where fishermen struggled like lilies amidst barberry,
The breeze, amalgamated with the Abba message, blew.
With you, the fraternity of the folks, day by day, grew.
You read about all philosophies and theologies.
Small or great, each one therein had unique ideologies.
The rich, though they seemed strong, bent in the winds of faith like reeds.
You held all of them in the same balance, mending their creeds.
Each herb, shrub, plant, tree, blossom, fruit, and weed imparted wisdom.
In the soul of each seed, the lord of lords founded the kingdom.
PSALM 23* a paraphrase
Abba Father is my guide
He provides all my daily needs
In Him I rest with peace of mind
for He alone guides me along my daily walk
He renews my inner being
He shows me my tresspasses& forgives me
For Jesus’s sacrifice has saved me
Yes though each day I may bear life's tribulations
I will resist Satan's temptations
For You the Holy Spirit are with me;
His voice & power counsels &comforts me.
You Abba Father protect me at all times
You pour Your blessings upon me
beyond my expectations
Certainly Your scriptures will guide me
All the rest of my earthly days
And then I will dwell with my God
Eternally