Short Work Through Poems
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My
Inner
Child has led
Me for decades
Helping me work through
My dreams, then she
Stopped; I dream
No more
Rest.
You are what you do
What you do becomes you
When you think you can't do it
Work through it; you'll do it
Then your confidence grows
The path of doing you chose
Your 'You's' in new clothes
God will through men/man
you is it the willingness
of man or be it
~
just the God in man
this is the question at hand
do U know Answer
10/26/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
god is an absent...
rationale is required...
to work through this life...
but...emotions...and...
stupidity of people...
run fully amuck...
painting creations...
intelligence...with one brush...
slip sliding away....
everything has a price.
you like that vase?
for you, $10.
the lamp over there?
you have a good eye, lets work through some numbers.
a daughters heart?
talk to her father,
he'll give you a good price
on damaged merchandise.
Will your love remain constant
When all else fades away?
Can I trust you to here for me
At the end of the day?
I've shared my dreams with you,
As well as many sleepless nights.
I hope we can work through this,
And resolve all these fights.
In this world so full of pain
you need the strength to keep your mind free
free from hate and free from pain
you work so hard and you deserve
to work through anything that is thrown at you
keep on standing
keep your strength
you can do it
if you believe
To all those who have placed entries in the above contest
I am unable it seems to finalise the contest I have chosen
Winners and locked it.' Yet the finalize button stays stubbornly
Dull.' I will keep trying to work through this it's not the first time
I've encountered it.'God bless.'
Let me fall
Let me pick myself up
Let me alone to learn
Let me see first hand
Just let me fall!
Let me have a voice
Let me scream
Let me cry
Let me hurt
Just let me fall!
Let me know pain
Let me feel it
Let me know it
Let me work through it
Just let me fall!
Rosemarie Schrock may 29, 2011
Form:
Apparently, the thought of man
Is that he can be like God. He can?
Atrocity, I say for sure
For man has filth, cannot be pure.
The nerve of some to think as such,
To think they have a godly touch
It is that God, He does work through
All of us, including you
So, be a vessel, this for sure
Is our true meaning, nothing more
I dreamt a dream of dreamy flight
A dream that swept me with delight
Dreaming inside a dream just might
Allow dreams to succumb their height
Dear dream maker keep off the light
I hate to wake from dreams at night
Sandman comes to tire my sight
Nourish foreboding dreams so right
Subconscious dreams work through life's plight~
Through glorious hands
With certainty I shall see
What God has kept for me
Forgiveness was spoken
Eyes held the token
Constant smiles
Within a world of trials
From the beginning I was marked
To love with all my heart
Finding my path
I looked to the past
Started at the stump
Work through the hump
Bless be our land
God now commands
when you can learn a lesson
when you can get a new perspective
when you can work through the pain
and discover all that remains
when you can take a big step
when you have a little help
when you don't have a plan
but it works out in the end
when you can look inside
when you can chuck the pride
when your heart can accept
tears no longer wept
Love you
Love me
I do
We'll see
How much
Whole lot
missed touch
Love sought
It's been
Many years
We seen
Joy,tears
Still there
Me too
I care
About you
We communicate
That's key
Don't hate
I'm sorry
We can
Work through
Can't stand
Fighting you
Love true
Will persevere
Me,you
Still here
Love true
rare find
You do
Hold bind
Murderer
Of a child's innocence.
Too late to forgive
Her hate-filled drunkeness when
Expounding on this word.
Rather forget than pretend she cared.
Maybe in some
Other lifetime we
Two will work through our
History to find the
Elation this word brings when
Remembered by others.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ for a Rambling Poet's contest, May 2010 ~~~~~~~~~~
Follow the dreams
That lie in your heart
It can be all that it seems
If only you'd start
Live for the moment
Cherish the hours
Stop with postponement
Relinquish all power
Forget all past fears
Just feed your soul
Spread around cheer
And soon you'll be whole
Soak in the sun
Cleanse in the rain
Just have some fun
While you work through the pain
we have had our share of troubles
but we are still here together
thats what counts in the end
our love is still a burning fire
you have stood by my side
and watched the storms
role through again and again
we will have more trials but
i know we can survive if we
work through them together
as a couple of messed up
people with only our love
and eachother to keep us sane
Have been dealing with all
Aspect of life but obviously,
You don’t fit my ”medulla oblongata”
I work through you day & night.
But you were unable to comprehend
And contact my brain.
Sincerely you don’t worth me,
And you are not my type.
Is not that I don’t know you?
Why are you forcing me to know you?
Reluctantly you don’t belong to my line?
Stay away from me and leave me alone?
Form:
Handprints on the wall
From when we were very small
Memories remind us
What's left behind us
Show us how we've changed
and what we've rearranged
Remembering when we were here
As if it were yester-year
Now it's shown
How we've grown
For the good
Like we all should
Now except this life
Work through the strife
Someday you'll be happy
You are able to see
How much you've matured
God the Father loves you
The Holy Spirit will give you whatever you are missing and feed the hole you're trying to fill
Jesus' hands will protect you as well as fight for you
So, call on his name with faith and allow him to work through you
You are His child, you are worthy, you are royalty
Walk now I'm victory with the confidence from heaven
All these things I pray
In Jesus Name
P.S. amen...
When you feel like something is
missing
And there is mess in your head
You finally realise
That person is missing from
your bed
There is nothing you can do
Nothing you can say
You just have to work through
the day
Try and get by
Keep your head in check
Stop sticking out your neck
They don't want you back
All thats left behind is the
emptiness
Of what was
Or what it could have been
Its all undone
Unseen
Finished
Form:
That lonely sinking feeling is gone, I’m no longer lost, you found me, and now I pick up my cross, and I follow you, to the ends of the earth, through the beautiful landscapes, and harsh deserts, I know I can handle anything since you’ve came in, the blood of the lamb has washed away my sins, I’m cleansed, born again, death is no longer the end, through you I have eternal life, by your side, a gift I cannot hide, so I ask you to work through me so others can be brought into your light.
Emotionaly worn and emotionaly torn.
Trying hard to work through my many faults
and trying to live the life that I ought.
The beam in my eye so large and promonent.
Somtimes others I try to help just can't see past it.
I don't try to remove anothers splinters for that only God can see to do.
I only try to pass on what God is teaching me as my life He makes new.
Yes there is a beam in my eye that all can see
but the Father is getting it out because He loves me.
.
Form:
Sorry if there seems delay
Visit to dentist consumed my.day
I had to work through my fear
Sit up straight in the chair
Strong faith by word.and.deed
If it's God's will we shall succeed
A balanced life we must find
If our futures would be aligned
No pressure would I add
Nor do I want you to be sad
If I could I would kiss away
Each tear you cried today
If fear still blocks your path
We can talk, there is no wrath
You're welcome to emaill me
Stay with me, please don't flee
From my new book. In Sanity. Coming soon
In the midst of a wonderment storm
An oak tree wanted to be free
For his whole life, He was planted to the dirt
It took work through the blazing brushes
But that day, his roots were raised
He did you see, what he thought he couldn’t do
He walked away
He walked from the worries of the wind
The chattering of the birds
The trauma of the storm
But what was surprising to that oak tree, was that in the end, it was the storm that set him free.