Sheep Poems

Sometimes it is hard to sleep
(Why on earth would one count sheep?),
One lies tossing and turning,
With brain restlessly churning,
No last waves begin to seep.

How to take that final leap
Into the somnolent deep,
How long must one keep yearning?
Sometimes it is hard...Read More

I swing into action
Armed with wine 
The spirit willing, really for anything
Watch the Drama

Fire in my eye, dry throat, cracking lip
I stammer a little, with Socratic confidence 
I am stinking of words, ammunition from hell
Most haunting jargon, charging and burning
Listen,...Read More

I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
by Michael R. Burch

for the Religious Right

I've got Jesus's face on a wallet insert
and "Hell is for Queers" on the back of my shirt.
And I uphold the Law,
for Grace has a Flaw:
the Church...Read More

The dust devils dance across the dusty plains
As I look from the back verandah wishing for the winter rain
The sun glares from above striking at the azure blue
When I see the red dust blowing I wonder what to do

For the...Read More

lyrical animal it’s clearly tangible cannibal for poachers of animals
 radicals 
discarding anything valuable to humans saving sheep from wolves waking up sleeping bulls
wolf cry’s full moon howling 
I’m prowling on foot growling plans at thousands scouting riches capital 
casuals...Read More

         Weary at the end of a long, punishing day.
         It's heaven when I close my eyes to sleep;
     tightly-held...Read More

I sat there as yet another
refugee looked at me 
and ran me down
with the statement 

Your ancestors invaded
Australia your ancestors 
invaded New Zealand
yet what a racist statement

what is the difference today
with the refugees coming into
Australia what is the difference
with the...Read More

I can’t get the moors
out of my skin;
me the indirect descendant of Jim Bowie,
the wild colonial boy
now planted like a 
‘Wandering Jew’ in a pot,
in tame Ohio.
Planted in a State
where few venture
far from their high school roots.

The moors grind you
into...Read More

when one comes to follow Jesus
He gives you a standard to keep
this is not to gain His eternal salvation
for it is a gift allotted for His elected sheep

Jesus sovereignly calls you to go His way
no matter what it will ultimately...Read More

I love the mountain, and the shining sun
And the curved hills, clear waters run

The misty mornings, a craving for dawns 
When the leaves of the Fall, burnt and gone

The silent leafy tree as her boughs...Read More

Please do not turn off the light
I’m thinking that perhaps you might
Just leave it on so I can see
Although it’s really not for me

It’s hard to see when it is dark
And I don’t want the dog to bark
So leave it...Read More

If You are Having Any Doubt
By Franklin Price
01/23/2020

I have been thinking for awhile,
Few on the hill, reach 'cross the aisle.

If we are having any doubt,
Then we should vote their asses out.

Don't vote along the party line,
Always, not good, and not...Read More

Poem by Koffi Mtonga

As night falls from interstices of burning clouds, lumbering through the broad sky like grazing herds of sheep
There comes a great forlornness through the deep forests of Transylvania.
Land marked by Withered Tallowwood branches, that once covered the...Read More

Broken Disciple

My pilgrims journey started out strong
9 years and a decade later my story and song 
Have turned into a heartless cycle
May I share about a broken disciple?

Took up my yoke and followed thee
‘Twas an easy burden initially
The path lo...Read More

I took a pen to bed with me 1 night
That only i could tell
To comfort all my nightmares away
You see i passed my exams
By counting the wool on sheep
And woke up in another street
With only your face for cover

6 feet...Read More

I drove down the boulevard as I did a thousand other times
Passing by the aged blue-gray house - the bachelor's pad across the street
Hunkered down like storm clouds in a mist of yesterday's legacy 
And there he stood....the soulful captive,...Read More

       Foggily out of cryostasis, I come ...

A slow, painful waking to a vessel that's shaking
         from the stress of its increasing mass,
And at once I'm...Read More

New Blithering is where I live,
Some laughs this burb does give,
You can buy plastic sheep here,
Do not know if they are dear,
In a store not far away,
Does a plastic sheep think anyway?
Could it talk in an ovine way?
Indeed, what would...Read More

My brother Fred thinks outside the box
  Wears red and green polka dot socks
He still collects overpriced pet rocks
   Eats bagel holes, no cream cheese or lox

Sister Sue sleeps with the horse in the barn
  ...Read More

The Good Shepherd lost one of his sheep
and searched over the mountain so steep.
   Then when it was found,
   with friends gathered round,
they rejoiced with that sheep he could keep.

For one who went sinfully astray
the Good...Read More

The True Story

A Poem of the time, when as a 16 year old young fellow, and fresh from Blighty I spent 7 years as a Ringer in North Queensland, Australia. A Ringer is the Queensland name for a Stockman or...Read More

A shepherd's job is to protect his sheep.
From the prowlers that do creep.
A shepherd's ways are so divine.
He searches for one lost sheep, and leaves the ninety nine....Read More

Thank You, Teacher
       
Teachers all on knowledge dine
And they unlock their students' minds.
So they can reach the path  divine 
We really are a special kind.

We are mentors that push student's yearning
We teach them...Read More

When Saul became disobedient.
His reign of king became expedient.
He refused to slay king Agag, the Amalekite who was old.
Not only that, he took their best sheep and cattle, their silver, and their gold.
Saul’s disobedience caused God’s heart to break.
Ole king...Read More

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,
they didn't return home at the beep,
making Little Bo Peep cry and weep.
She searched everywhere her sheep
always loved to go when they creep.

Poor Little Bo Peep is unable to sleep
it's been a week still...Read More