Short Reacher Poems
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P-raise
A-nd
N-icely
G-lorify
U-ndying
L-ord
O-nce
N-ecessary
G-athering's
P-reacher
N-ourishes
K-ids
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Friend Had A Feature
A friend of mine had a fine feature;
Had ability to speak like a teacher;
Patience too;
Always knew;
About any subject were a reacher.
Jim Horn
N-oble
E-vangelical
P-reacher
T-eaches
H-ope
A-bout
L-ife
I-n
E-xcellent
P-ropagation
A-stoundingly
N-oting
E-ternal
S-alvation
Topic: Birthday of Bro. Nepthalie D. Panes (November 01)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
He watched the show, sitting on the bleachers,
that author Lee Child,
as his creation, the great Jack Reacher,
became five foot seven, meek and mild.
NOTE: I'm sure I'm not the only one who was gravely disappointed at Tom Cruise playing Jack Reacher. *sigh*
You tell your parents you
Don't want to go there,
They say that there isn't
Much time,
You walk in the door and a
Dreadful smell invades your nose
You notice a man who alwase is ther
Watching staring,
You look out the window
To see two Golden Arches
You'd reacher be anywhere else
But where u are now
J-anuary eleventh Wednesday
O-pens the dawn with light;
E-arly morn has broken,
L-eaving the chill of night.
S-hadows, haze, and mist
A-re all nowhere in sight;
N-o more Tuesday fog, the sun sets things aright.
P-reacher proclaiming the truth,
E-xposing the man's own opinion;
D-riving on the right path,
R-eady to tread
O-n.
It's a small pond,
circular mirror,
no rocks on its lawn,
but you'll see cookies when it's clearer-
bonds for bonds-
there is only one real singular,
you may find a little find,
or run it to town inferior.
Bind well with the wand,
and you'll always feel the feature,
the time is rhyme in its song,
whatever culmination comes for reacher.
M-inister of the Gospel
A-ims to fulfill his divine duty;
T-welfth morn February comes
T-o share the Sunday glory.
P-reacher of the truth
A-lways teaches the Father's word;
R-unning to finish the race
E-veryday before the Lord.
J-oin the flock in greeting him, we are one to wish him well;
A-llow the Almighty to bless the Minister of the Gospel.
My reacher
Like a compass
Like a waze
Telling me the directions
The north, south, east, west
The roads, the bridges, the ways
But not the initial planning and the final decision
I remain puzzle and helpless
At the cross-roads
But at once
I found that
I carry my own legs
The initial and final decisions both are mine
The teacher only provides me with skills and knowledge
For this life
Now you can cry Reacher,
Joe instructs Jack.
And he does,
In the Parisian cab.
I see his tear
It rolls from his right eye,
Down his cheek,
Single and
Solitary and
Stinging.
I
You see,
Know
How that tear feels...
It's warm and wet and stings
It
Stings your cheek
Like my own tear,
Tears, now
Firstly on my left,
Then another
On my right,
My God,
His tear stings,
I can tell,
It stings his
Very soul,
And I know.