Short Raise Up Poems
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for the people
don't gave up
never live for
nothing
raise up to
your fears
for it will
either
kills us or
save us
If I raise up my hands
to God,
then He shall fill them.
He will grab my hands
will pull me up
from the muck of evil.
So I believe.
So I live.
stand so lethargic
alyssum and ash aster ---
as though half dead could not live
they raise up their heads
as though in resurrection ---
embellishing Jesus white
10 January 2023
All those in love, please raise up your hands
Holy crap, that's amazing, more than I'd planned
Who woulda guessed
Every poet and yes
Love's taking over or my name ain't Stan
All those in love, please raise up your hands
Holy crap, that's amazing, more than I'd planned
Who woulda guessed
Every poet and yes
Love's taking over or my name isn't Stan
We raise up to the place,
We’re reaching the time,
On the place, when the dream wakes up
In the moment,where the reality will fall asleep
In a dark shadow, a cradle,
blinds the ridges
With bright cloud,? cover
darkens the lake.
All those in love, please raise up your hands
Holy crap, that's amazing, more than I'd planned
Who woulda guessed
Every poet and yes
Love's taking over or my name ain't Stan
Whaaaaat???
© Jack Ellison 2015
Stillness
Hushed in whispers
Quietly falling snow
Boughs in prayer raise up to the sky
Wisdom
Endless mountains now
reach for the sky.
Tis the season for it
so torrential downpours begin.
Rushing creeks form
and the deepest gorges overflow.
Waterfalls agitate the murky depths
and raise up whitest foam.
A desolate land
destroyed by breakfast.
Every morning I wake up,
Put off my candle of dreams and raise up
my hopes though my thoughts whirl,
like a happy-go-lucky sort of girl.
Chirping birds on my window,flowers that bloom
in pots,the morning dew freshens up my room.
Then the sunlight comes to me cheering,
strucks my eyes and wishes me "GOOD MORNING"
K-iss the rain goodbye,
I-t's a lovely Saturday;
M-ist and haze are gone, as well as fog fades away.
C-old chill March eleventh
H-as vanished into thin air;
I-n the brewing storm,
Q-uest for a fine weather.
U-nderneath the blue sky,
I-t's a burning beacon;
L-et the flag raise up high,
L-et the Indian woman go
O-n.
Tears of sadness tears of joy.
Tears of the father for the
compassionate flow from
his perfect loving son.
Times of sadness times of joy.
Time for the father to raise up
the son glorified and truly
beautiful.
An end to sadness tremendous joy.
A new beginning from the father to
many sons, beyond wonderful.
Come out of the closet
come out of the rooms
filled with the gloom
I'm out of the caves and jacket tombs
cut down those trees
on the move those condemned houses
remove the planks from around your hearts
raise up the blinds
so you can see out be forgiven
like Grace is come walk in open spaces
10/18/17
James Edward Lee Sr©2017
Tear by tear
I'm building myself
and I'm going above
of what you expect
and I'm climbing the wall
of your disrespect
and I'm seeing the world
with my own mindset.
Tear by tear
I'm leaving you behind
and I'm finding the way
to raise up high
where nobody can
catch my flight
to bring me down again
in this life.
Tear by tear...one more time
Jessica
I get the GIST OF this EXPERIENCE
Make it known! From my FINGER to
My THONE! Yes! I get it! Life?
I get it. Many times it IS merciless
And unforgiving. And I get it. Keep your
Priorities in check. Do not ever
NEGLECT the introflect. I GET THE GIST
OF THIS EXPERIENCE CALLED LIFE.
That IS the GIST OF THIS!! WAIL UP
WILD OUT!! RAISE UP! MOVE ON!
THAT IS the WAY.
These childlike eyes will make you smile...
Lift your heart up to the sky,if only for a while...
These childlike eyes can steal your pain...
Raise up your dreams and keep you sane...
These childlike eyes have a different view...
The colors are bright and the words remain true...
These childlike eyes do cry at times...
But they disappear on paper with my rhymes...
Oh so many years
have passed her by
Watching us grow
watching some die.
Still standing strong
over a hundred years now
She seen lots of fields grow
many she helped plow.
She is our foundation
and wiser than most
So I raise up my Bible
To her we must toast.
I love you Grandma Julia
from the bottom of my heart
You will always be loved
for never shall we part.
These moments,
This pregnant Pause,
the birds start to sing louder
and louder,
miracles start to seem
Possible again.
From the dark cold of winter
I stand in this space,
This space where the snow queen
hands back her palace,
For a moment,
This pregnant pause,
where sunlight comes back,
to check,
To check
what it may raise up
again.
John Roberts
The spirit whispers,
fall upon deaf ears.
They wonder greatly,
our unfounded fears.
Raise up your courage,
there is ground to stand.
You may not conquer,
but may shake their hand.
The difficult things,
that make who we are.
The enlightenment,
that makes up a star.
Old men live the past,
remember the day.
When they saved the world,
then went out to play!
date:3/30/22
Life is hard
but not so far,
dreams comes true,
need to speed up ur car.
Ups nd downs
Jerks nd jolts
Let's tighten up ur belt,
don't you knelt
moves round round
on the life's ground.
Once you win
raise up their chin
praises of kin
those people made din.
Life is a test
do your best,
Problems nd miseries
not little bit
let's think over it
work like a kid
to get rid of it.
Bidding a fond adieu,
To silliness and harmful jokes.
After all, in the end, we have
hearts and are all human folks.
It's cheap and easy, and shows
the soul that lives in thee.
Empty and rattling with pure
arrogance for humanity.
Those who you raise up doth show
the very best in you.
The multiple mosaics of God's
universe reflecting with a clarity
of view.
11-5-2020
Waking up in the morning
Back to keep time
They never stop counting down
Never wonder why life to death, and otherwise
Life is an endless journey
Yesterday and future, pass away and raise up
Lines and curves
Are only imaginary
Life is puzzling, afterlife is moreover
But Lines and curves
Are only imaginary
Mind and soul may strike them
To find an absolute answer
Life is an endless journey
a call had been close
after we would put on clothes
went out door we close
when we did tag it
MAGA became a maggot
applied tourniquet
would be sinister
sermon said by minister
about being spinster
what we knew for sure
increased our expenditure
for one more denture
we would meander
creating gerrymander
did raise up dander
poem would write to read
was great everyone agreed
did the dirty deed
I swear don't believe what you hear
live life strong never ever in fear
here is a tissue wipe that tear
you will make it I will make it to the next year
There is just simply more to come
there is more fun no more need to run
put down the gun raise up out the slum
you were born gifted so don't be dumb
If you're hungry you should be able to come and get some
we throw away so much when there are people with none. -TA
In a quiet room
Were people wait
For words that
May change them
Many raise up their words
Speak of many things
Of life many ways
What has touched them
Most are uneasy
Afraid of their words
Slow to share their lifes
Reluctant to speak
Waiting for someone
To speak strong words
Who freely shares
Words that move
One with power
One who knows
One who has seen
One who fills them