Long Inspirational Poems

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Premium Member Laughter

I truly laugh at all the jokes I receive everyday, 
And all the funny things that online I get to read, 
They come in so many forms and my funny bone they always feed, 
The gift of happiness and laughter,also comes from Him, indeed! 

We all agree that laughter is a good thing to the soul, 
It's a good medicine to the spirit, just like an apple it's to the body they say, 
We can all cry tears of sadness, but also, cry tears of happiness, don't you see? 
Laughter can cleanse our spirits and souls, and makes us again feel whole 

Don't hold it back, smile, laugh and let yourself go, 
Loosen up and let your tickle bone laugh and have some fun, 
Don't take life too seriously all the time, that you forget to smile and laugh, 
Problems will come but sooner or later they will go with another sun 

So laugh and let all your cares and worries just go from your mind and your soul, 
Laughter is a great medicine for the soul, being stressed and sad just takes its toll! 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2005-2009
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Old Gray Barn

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Humble, meek and mild like the weathered dreams
Falling gentle as rainfall, calming the weary heart
With tender breaths of laughter amid the pleasures
Found beneath the edges of this massive structure

Beneath the rusty tin are stables and beasts
All thriving from the care taken by a farmer’s gift
For nurturing with sincerity and honesty and love
Brilliant rays of sunshine leaking through the boards
Coloring the dusty interior with blushing rays of light

If these battered boards could only speak
The tales they’d tell, the memories they’d bring back
Escaping the pores of gnarled and enduring lumber
As the elements blast away at the craggy assembly
Creating reasons to tremble with longing for the past

Wishes, warm and wild, obey the heart’s insight
Leaving faded hopes and dreams on the stall doors
Waving to the cow in colors of lost hopes, dreams
Feelings that feel like they’ll never be lifted up
Soothing away the anguish of forever looking back

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Laughing at the goodness you’ve come seeking
Whispering of a past that never seems at peace
As the heart wonders through the distressed thoughts
Of a love story that has died and a soul gone on

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Answer my prayers – you know what I’m seeking
A flame of hope, a blaze of imagination, a flicker of inspiration… glowing on my spirit like a revelation
Discovered in the boards nailed across the entrance

Somber gray barn, boards creaking
Reveal your truth to me… my prayers are penetrating
Rustling the old lumber with nails from the past
Where I long to go again… before my heart ascends
To be with my Creator in heaven’s lovely realms

Still I Rise in Their Love

I was a child with questions, no answers in sight,
Why was love absent, why was home not so bright?
A little girl stood in a storm alone,
Searching for love that she had never known.

But then two hands held me, old yet so strong,
My grandparents whispered, "Child, you belong."
They did not ask about my scars or past,
They gave me love that would forever last.

They taught me to read, to write, to dream,
To find my voice, to proudly scream.
Where mother left shadows, they gave me light,
They turned my darkness into mornings bright.

So no, I am not broken, not lost anymore,
I have found what I was looking for.
I am not the tears my childhood knew,
I am the love my grandparents grew.

Premium Member Dolores

AKA the saint from Arichat
Devoted wife to Johnny
Beloved mother and grand-mother
Kindness exuding from every pore
A smile and kind word for everyone

Lover of family reunions
Any reason for a card game or party
Prize-winning baker of pies galore 
Apple, date, blueberry, custard
Raisin, strawberry, lemon meringue
Date cookies and tea biscuits
Homemade bread and buns
Even made the best baked beans

Last rites given three times
The Lord finally couldn’t wait
And gently took her 

As we recall those open arms and warmest hugs
We get that little taste of the welcome
Awaiting us when our turn comes
To knock at heaven’s gate


AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Form: Ode

Premium Member Aurora At Dawn

While duskfall pierces minted morning air 
Adorning trees with gracious loveliness:
Sunlight braids pinkish ribbons in her hair,
Indulgent as a reticent caress.

How Aurora is but a breath away, 
While embroidered leaves flutter in the sun--
So crystalline- white is their mellow play
Where all godly wishes of hope are spun.

I wonder if such charms are a worldly dream 
Linked to just one immense eternity
A lucent decoration on  rails of stream;
Captured in the glow of day's tapestry? 

I  know not, yet my benign spirits rise 
So I lift my heart to feel sweet dawn's first kiss... 
Responding to the glaze before my eyes 
For all seems right on mornings such as this.



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John Hamilton's Best Rhyming Poem 3 Contest
4/18/2017
Poetry Form: Quatrain
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member When Twilight Meets Dawn

When twilight meets dawn is when I will see your face.

Lay a hand on you once again.

Listen to your voice.

I arise with the memory of you.

Still fresh within my mind.

Your eyes still so real in my psyche.

Revealing what still lives within your heart.

Your baritone whispers sound like music.

Hypnotically caressing.

Touching me to my very core.

My heart beats like thunder.

Vibrations run through my body.

Enveloping me with pure sensations.

Reassuring me how alive I am.

The feeling continuing to grow.

As your whispers still echo in my heart.

My soul is refreshed.

My day begins to into night.

When darkness comes I lay myself down.

I close my eyes knowing soon you will be.

Anticipation hard to release.

I know soon I will hear your voice.

I will touch you once again.

When twilight meets dawn is when I will see your face.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Love the Little Child Inside You First

When you have been hurt
in terrible pain
it is difficult to release the fear
more difficult to trust

Especially difficult to trust in something you cannot see
Faith is not easy; it is not real until it is smack dab a part of you.
The first step is to figure out what you love about you.

Make a list of all the good things that you love about yourself.
This list should be a page long – at least thirty things.
Because if you do not remember to love you;
you will find it impossible to love others
and God is Love honey; God is love.

So how can you love God
Who made you in HIS image
until you get in touch with the little person
inside you who was let down, disappointed,
hurt, and abused?

Love the little child inside you. 
Nurture the little you.
Protect, honor, revere and respect her.
It is the first step toward finding love and faith.
Have faith in you first; everything will then fall into place.

Premium Member The Story



It’s the story, pouring from my soul
Will God hear? Will He make me whole?
It’s the miracle of His love I’m told,
Comes from glory, far brighter than gold

It’s the story, written with ink from blood
Blood shed by a Savior, a cleansing flood
It’s the beauty of a life sacrificed for love
Sent by God, who lives in heaven above

It’s the story, a sea of joy and hope
Precious song, a melody saying I can cope
It’s the still, small voice spreading light
Promise of eternity where He shines so bright

It’s the story, on the mountain, in the valley
The One who writes our story, never will dilly dally
It’s the journey, where we pray and seek His grace
In the everlasting, where we’ll meet Him face to face

It’s the story, written by the hand of One
Who is the reason – He is God’s only Son
It’s with wisdom that He spares no soul escape
Because we love Him – with love that is agape

It’s the story, seeking the Father and the Son
Also the Holy Spirit, who can never be outdone
It’s the prayers who whisper life to each believer
He is love and He is definitely not a deceiver

It’s the story, written on the heart
Telling the believer, they’ve been set apart
It’s the life given to Jesus, our soul’s prayer
With a promise, because of Him, we’ll never despair

It’s the story, the sound of love and life
From those who believe He heals all strife
It’s the reason that I give up my own way
To follow after this Savior who will never betray

I love Jesus and I pray He will see my heart
With Him beside me, I’ll know just where to start
I’ll start with love and give all that I have to love
Assured by the hope that He’ll come down from above

It’s the story of a heart that’s been remade
Because He saved me when I kneeled and prayed
He’s the way, the truth and life… eternally mine
With all my life, I’ll praise Jesus, the light divine
Form: Rhyme

The Gift

There are many gifts that are flashy to the eyes
that will bring joy for the moment
only to age and remain in this land
so one could keep searching for a newer version
that comes and goes
receiving the emptiness it withholds 
Yet there is One that shall remain
you can not wrap it
for it shall be placed within 
and illuminate its way out
there is no price tag beyond reach
for it has been paid for and offered freely
to fulfill ones soul beyond what 
we can  imagine
For God gave the greatest gift
nothing can compare
To the Love shown
To send His Son to fulfill his word 
defeating the captivity in bondage of sin
He willingly laid down His life as the Gift
Of giving only wanting in return 
For One to believe to receive life
Loving us more than ourselves
for we do not know Love until knowing Jesus
To allow Him to hold your hand
giving one the only exit off the wide road
Receiving the Gift of the Holy Spirit
putting a deposit down
claiming one belongs to Him
creating through his grace
a new living creature 
refining one with new guidance and vision
to guide one down the narrow path
The Gift that gives us light to walk upon
and separate one from a dark deceived world
that we might walk in the shadows of death
In hope that we through him might lead one to 
the greatest Gift

Child of God

I'm a child of the One who gave the earth it's design(created)

When I think of it, it blows my mind

That the God above would come down for mankind

Heal the sick, the lame and the blind

Preach the Gospel of the Kingdom to come

Tell the world that He is the One

The only way to Heaven above

And that's why He came down because of His great love

He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities

Suffered to the point of death, such a loving person was He

So that those who believe in Him can spend their eternity

With Him in heaven that's where we'll always be

A place free of sorrow, pain and calamities

That beautiful moment when Lord Jesus' face we see

Our bodies will be glorified and we'll be the same as He

All we have to do is to Admit, Believe and Confess

And the Lord Jesus Christ will take care of the rest

Change our entire life even though it's a mess

Coz He is a compassionate God full of kindness

So once we are saved we must become witnesses

So that others can also share in our happiness

He is coming soon to take us home with Him

So we should live a righteous life one which is free of sin
Form: Rhyme

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