Short God Man Poems
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The sorrows of hell
is the mortal death
that befell the God/man, Jesus
as he bore the sins of mankind
to where they belonged.
There is a God-Man from Galilee
Who totally, passionately loves me
What can I do to love Him too?
Worship, praise, steadily pursue
Let thoughts of Him be in totality
Inspired by ~Skat~'s contest
Not an entry....
And I say:
Women are like wounds, healing
naturally in tune with a higher calling
Why we deviate? Devilishness of man
unbalanced without our hands
Women sensed this longing in men is for love
for God is love. A touch of rain and summer breeze.
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That thou art my heart's desire,
As I seek to transcend pain.
Human vessels strive for godhood.
Yet I realize I am not grand,
As I survey the terrain in view,
I lose sight of what I can do,
Faith is small.
And footsteps fail.
I grow weak.
And to I reach out my trembling hand.
Man is hate
Man is discontent
Man is ****
Man is malevolent
Man is ****
Man is death
Man is fear
Man is pain
Man is wrath
What kind of man do you want to be as asked by God?
The man answered. I do not want to be a man
God answered
You are neither
You can be a God
But first you must learn to be a MAN.
It wasn’t a green snake
That tried God’s enterprise to foil
Nor one of greenish make
That had man pushed into piteous toil.
The sun-loving green wouldn’t anything spoil,
As often it’s thinking of how to funnily coil,
This presuming to playfully act out on your very soil
While your odd animosities you oil
And not once, not twice, unnecessarily boil.
Oh, Christmas miracle,
Birth Hallelujah
Welcome to this world
Ever Man, Woman, Boy and Girl
Birth into this sinful sphere
Birth Hallelujah
Hard to believe that God cares
But He sent down His Son the babe
The Christ, Emanuel
Oh, God man holy baby King
Hallelujah, welcome Son of God
Birth Hallelujah
12/25/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
from anthology "Christmas 2017"
He speaks to the wind, who obeys Him
Who is He that speaks to the wind?
JESUS
He speaks and it is so all is CREATED
Who creates with just His spoken word?
God
Glory, glory is the story
The maker of all and everything
The great I AM
Holy One GOD
He speaks and all is well
He came down in the shell of man
Holy, holy man GOD/GOD man and His names is
GOD
8/05/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2018
Before there was a thing called "Man"
The Maker had a better plan.
He filled he sea with little fish
Of every kind that He might wish.
Then He made the dinosaur
To rule the land from shore to shore.
Next came the monks, orang-otan.
Gorillas, and an ape called "Man".
Man is half God, and beast one half.
He writes his own grim epitaph.
The Maker thinks, "Next time the plants?
Not yet, until I've tried the ants".
Like the strokes of an artist’s brush
Painting a self-portrait of my life
The colors are people, events, and experiences
Each stroke flows into the next creating the picture
A step back is needed at times
To observe the full scope of life
To include the essence of my being
Expressing all aspects as one
Without the help of the master creator
I cannot finish this work completely
Knowing not how I will fully evolve
In faith I place my brush into His hand
I opened my eyes to see the sunrise,
it was magnificent.
i opened my mind to see the world come alive,
it was silent .
life is going fine,
but I am in search of divine.
I want to take a leap,
I want my hardwork to reap,
My dreams are dense and deep.
i want to move ahead,
i want to strive hard and work till I am dead.
I want my dreams to come alive,
I want to do something great in my life.
I ain't no God,
I ain't no man,
I am just a poet with a pen in my hand.
I come into this world by an attractive thought;
Maybe Godly, maybe not;
Though process define spiritually tied;
To the physical side..
I arrived, I have arrived
Created soul, first spirit then God man and wife
Created me a new life
Through the Fallopian tube I travel
I’ve already been with the FATHER (God)
I am just stone of a man born of flesh
Born of a man I and a soul and spirit
Born of a God a man and woman
5/25/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Tonight, when the sun retires
And you're left alone with thought
I want you to ponder
Why does God, who made man in His image
Choose to remain a shadow
While man
The one He crowned with glory,
Decides who eats, who drinks, who dies?
Sometimes I wonder
Is God afraid of what He made?
Has man found a way
To hold Him hostage with his cruelty?
Maybe God is just another name
For power that watches and waits
Maybe He, too
Takes comfort in silence
Even in war
Even in pain.