A poem, I suppose, unlike prose,
is laid upon the page like a painter’s brush.
First the outline shapes complete, background and foundation,
not too neat, but a promise of what is not complete.
And never static, not still life, but land and sea
and sky and earth, wind and wave, and dancing feet.
Some strokes are bold and to the fore.
Others link, not less, not more, but each essential,
as with lace, lest holes appear to spoil the trace.
We are God’s workmanship, His painted poem,
composed, and when complete, fine-framed
in His own likeness. To be like Him,
perfect, pure, refined, unstained.
God’s poems are not finger-stabbed to tiny screens,
hurtful, unkind, sent unseen, abbreviated and unpunctuated,
short and shorthanded, words landed without care or thought.
He does not swipe to left or right, or judge by wealth, or dress, or sight.
Despite the shabby staining sin, He counts it treasure, concealed within,
and infinitely patient, crafts His hidden Word, ‘til all His work is done,
and then that work shall be revealed, son’s glory, for His beloved Son.
A poem, I suppose, unlike prose,
is laid upon the page like a painter’s brush.
First the outline shapes complete, background and foundation,
not too neat, but a promise of what is not complete.
And never static, not still life, but land and sea
and sky and earth, wind and wave, and dancing feet.
Some strokes are bold and to the fore.
Others link, not less, not more, but each essential,
as with lace, lest holes appear to spoil the trace.
We are God’s workmanship, His painted poem,
composed, and when complete, fine-framed
in His own likeness. To be like Him,
perfect, pure, refined, unstained.
Affirmatively, we are in God's plan*, perfectly divine
Bestowed with love to bloom with amazing design...
Cherished around the Creator's compassionate caring zest
Definitely awaiting sovereign calendar for grand time's best...
Existence meant to explore and enjoy optimally life eternal
Functional around fellowship transcending the ephemeral...
Geared for glowing by Christ's light against guilt-caused gloom
Hoisted with faith, upheld by love, surmounting sin-inflicted doom...
In the LORD, we are who He wants us to be for His honour and glory
Justified by His redemption holiness, among His redeemed ones in victory...
King is the Almighty who molds us with His best by His workmanship
Loving Him must be our aim midst His offered fellowship toward triumphant worship!
*Ephesians 1:4-5 - According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love.
October 1, 2019
Edited on September 16, 2022
ABC in Couplet form
1st place, "Sans mind-body who are we" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 9/23/2022
God’s workmanship* are we of His divine craftsmanship
Being perfected thru stewardship in His partnership.
With His virtuous tools of holiness
The Holy Spirit works on our righteousness.
Constantly, He enhances our divine nature
Using His Word of truth of sanctifying feature.
Enabling us to strive to do our best
The Almighty Father leads us to be earnest.
Midst challenges, the Lord directs us to His will
As we yield to Him, joyously still.
*Ephesians 2:10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them
April 12, 2019
Wonders wrought by God
Omnipotence proof
Revealing His might
Kindling worship praise.
Mankind, He reached out
Assured with His gift
Not neglecting me...
Soul of mine He saved
Held me near His heart
In His workmanship*
Perfecting my life!
*Ephesians 2:10 "For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them."
Acrostic w/ "blank verse" since each line has five syllables each
February 21, 2019
1st place, "A Three Word Poem" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Bobby May; judged on 2/24/2019.
the true art of serving,
according to your heart's content.
works that requires no payback;
ministry with no lay of shame,
where the effort itself can endure,
labors where you can rest assure,
you can be true to what you are going through.
serving with a purpose,
worship with true meaning of worth.
daily living with convictions of righteousness,
fellowship with meaning.
fruits of grace that can't be replaced,
genuine and new every morning dew of it's taste.
like exotic tapestry;
eloquent with every new form of pattern,
always has a message of fresh fire and hope,
enough to gain mercy from what you have lost.
HIS WORKMANSHIP
A new dawn breaks,
night's other world,off-shaken,
we adjust our protective mask
donned once more,as we waken;
Covering frailty as we dress,
hiding weakenesses away,
our false personna holds sway
against the arrows of the day;
This role-play brings us stress
forgetting lines in our distress,
the armour falls apart
and truth seeps from our heart.
Then beauty with which each are made
becomes our image on parade
Moody Mahler to lyrical Mozart
An Inspiring melodic form of art.
An American doublet
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