Stature Poems - Poems about Stature

Simple Observation 8 - Birds that sing

Birds that sing are doing so in praise of nature
truly great people are not proud of their stature.
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Some People - Unpopular In Stature -

Some people – unpopular in stature – 
   Slip away into death unnoticed 
Softer than a falling feather
   That little earns a second glance

But the good deeds of their lives
   Grow – recount a love that’s long
And with increasing strength – strive 
   To tell of hope

Short In Stature

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!

While I decorate my shelves

Please don't make fun of his height

He's just one of Santa's Elves

Sacred Stature

“With sacred status as a forgiven sinner, saved by God with His love, I accept the sacred duty to live for Him.” by the Poet

Sacred indeed is my stewardship* task
Spiritually entrusted by the Lord
Settling me to use granted resources
Sincerely with my best along His grace.

Sacred truly is my servanthood role
Sublimely bestowed with God’s compassion
Strengthening me

Stature

Find my glutton for this rap button to come sneaking up on em/
I’m pretty good at running so let me run it up on em/
Time for me to gain traction with these tracks slung/
Alive more than I ever been in action go figure/
Never still with my stature my line’s never flat sir/
Hearts even more on

Stature

Scottie dog on his walk
     parading onto sidewalks of quiet drama
his bristling, buoyant hop
                                     

Only Girl Stature

In a nostalgic scene of my childhood* dramatic moment…

…. there was I …

The only girl among three siblings
most beloved by my dear family 
as the darling princess
oh, pampered stature I held 
for almost five years…
then… I felt dethroned…. 
by a brand new baby
“ so prettily cute…”

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Pain gripped me then
as one helplessly robbed
of a precious

Reservoir

Reservoir 

Filled with quiet secrets
Often hidden from our sight 
There's stillness to the surface
In depth, there's strength and might. 

People gather and are drawn to 
The impressive stature, surely
There is peace around this entity 
In spite of walls, so burly 

Made by man it may be
But a lesson lies within..
There's a sense of holy presence

Oak

Oh mighty friend
Tall and strong
I listen to your silent song
And wonder how
Such truth can be
Embodied here
So gently.

And as we stand and share this ground,
The wonder of you all around,
A prayer within me starts to rise.
A sapling reaching for the skies.

Deep within I know it's true
To strive and grow; 
Be more like you.
My heart cries out,

My Child

My child…

My child newborn
	Feels earthly warmth
	My joy abounds.

My child now young
	Hears yes, no, maybe
	My sky’s the limit.
	
My child gains stature
	Sees viewpoints, images, illusions
	My world surrounds.

My child still cautious
	Speaks mirrored words
	My heart swoons.

My child reaches wider
	Investigates with why
	My brain electrifies.

My child examines afar
	Investigates with why
	My being sparkles.

My child now wiser
	Thinks balanced wants more
	My presence explores.

My child

Sheep's Stature

Biblical animal of excellence
Exemplifying meekness’ verity
The sheep champions benevolence-sweetness
Epitomized by Christ, “the Lamb of God*.”

Testifying about the good Shepherd**
Who leads toward abundant green pastures
Ushering near refreshing clear waters
The sheep*** is kept in His compassion’s care.

Midst confusion and distraction distress
The sheep, discerning well the Shepherd’s voice
Indeed follows, takes heed obediently
Safeguarded inside sheepfold’s warm haven.

Contributing much to

Comic Stature

The irony of mother nature
Posed with forefathers of Africa
Is the stature of comic posture
When proud butterfly in beauty
Dances on defecation of ugly donkey
Seeking the normalcy of natural reality
From obnoxious comedy of derogatory ignominy...

- When Stature Is a Form of Grace - 6

WHEN STATURE IS A FORM OF GRACE

Red hair,
skin sweet apple, 
Her face  like a geisha
quiet yet armed with falcon eyes
You'll see.

His nose:
sharp  like a knife.
Alone, she has no friend,
was this the way she's meant to be
shadowed?

Lonely
with hurt anew
she sighs deep like furnace
with only a dolesome ballad
to sing.
 
For she
was different, 
demure in every

Stature

My old guitar
is outta tune
But thats not far
from where I loom.

The brittle strings
once strong and proud
Still try to ring
just not as loud.

My crackling voice
a message blurred
I have no choice
by age obscured.

This scratched up frame
my loss of drive
Should hope refrain
from which i strive?

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