captive,
confined, trapped
taking, ransoming, struggling
enslaved, bondage, exemption, clearance
liberating, evacuating, unlocking
exempt, unshackled
free
Date written: 01/22/2023
Gracious* God, omnipotent loving Lord
wondrously works out great marvelous miracles
providing peace while quieting qualms
redeeming, ransoming sinners’ souls from wrath
toward triumph of heaven’s hope
propping fervent faith with compassion care
blessing bountifully diligent discipleship.
*Jonah 4:2 … I knew that thou art a gracious God, and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness… thee of the evil.
November 16, 2021
1st place, "Alliterisen - 7 Lines" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May; judged on 11/29/2021.
Lord,
love*
of Yours
redeemed me…
ransoming my soul;
granting me everlasting life.
Now, by faith’s eyes, I look unto You, my dear Saviour...
abiding in You, serving gladly indeed, reaching-out with compassion from the heart.
*Romans 5:8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
May 24, 2019
Saviour Jesus Christ, God Almighty revealed Himself:
Creator reaching down to me with His compassion
Redeemer, ransoming my soul from sin's penalty...
Imparting divine nature, transforming me by His omnipotence
Publishing His preserved precepts that proclaim His purpose
Testifying about His love filled with grace, mercy, pardon...
Untainted Word, Scripture* upholding my faith midst turmoil
Restoring, refreshing, replenishing me ceaselessly
Exalting the Author of truth and the Source of life everlasting.
*2Timothy 3:16 "All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness."
February 18, 2019
I wouldn't write anything this flowery nowadays, but this was the first poem I ever
wrote - and the girl I was crazy about was pretty pleased I'd written it...
Your grace and beauty fill besotted eyes,
Enticing endless vowing from my lips,
And trading kisses for as many sighs,
With silken touches from my fingertips.
My true eternal passion knows no bounds,
I pay you homage, ransoming my soul,
Adoring every curve and each soft mound,
Drunk on perfection - yours from head to toe,
Devoted to the temple of your form.
Your gentle lips more lush than any wine,
Dwell in my arms for ever safe and warm.
Unworthy, all I beg of you: be mine.
To be your fool in love I am resigned,
My dearest love, I pray, be sweet and kind.
For Sara Kendrick's Sonnet Me contest
the crime of the century
was letting you do
what you did to me
the scene of the crime
was wrapped in your arms
you left your fingerprints
on the walls of my heart
the crime of the century
was that I accepted
moments stolen with you
ransoming emotions
with the counterfeit treasure
of a kiss so sweet
it should have been a felony
the crime of the century
was running to your side
I am now a fugitive of love
a hostage to your dreams
two lovers forever on the run
looking for you to return
to the scene of the crime
IRISH
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