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I'M Standing -(Anaphora)

I’m standing in the gap for children everywhere.
                 Wandering this world of sin and doesn’t have a prayer.

I’m standing in the gap for soldiers everywhere.
               Fighting an earthly war and dodging bullets everywhere.

I’m standing in the gap for the families that are lost
                                  So their souls will turn back to God 
                              and they will come boldly to the cross.
 
I’m standing in the gap for my sisters and my brothers.
                       We must stop this war of hatred 
                          And return to loving one another.

I’m standing in the gap for all of my fellow poets.
                  That your minds will be strengthened and
                          Your soul will be touched.

I’m standing in the gap for everyone who says pray for me.
                  I will intercede for you friends. No matter what the need.
               I will pray for your protection all through out the day.
             I will pray for your healing and the increasing of your faith.
           I will pray for guidance as you go from place to place.
          I will pray for His love, Mercy  and Peace be with you this very day.

I’m standing in the gap for Ezekiel 22:30 says..And I sought for a man 
                           Among them that , should make up the hedge, and 
          stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: 
                                                       but I found none.
I Am Standing In the Gap….
                
      


Patricia Monteiro this one is for you. Inspired from-Who will save the Children... 
Thank you....

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007



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The Price of Love

One day I birthed you into this land
We watched you grow as we held your hand
You sucked your fingers during those years
Then you brought your parents many tears

I cried because I didn’t understand
All these hardships were not in my plan
The choices you made were not just for you
They affected the family too

I vented with friends for oh so long
One day I began writing poems
Poems I wrote came straight from the heart
I wrote about you from the very start

Night after night you would stay away
Deep down in all I could do was pray
I would walk the floors night after night
I learned my son was no where in sight

What did I do to cause all this pain
Why was my heart feeling all this strain
Mom didn’t tell me of these sort of days
I guess this’s the price that love pays

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2009

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Wounded

Battered by the storms of life and looking for relief.
I walked into the house of God and who on earth did I meet?
There stood a man in a pretty suit with a Bible in his hand.
Words to heal, words to sooth and a balm in Gilead.

His words poured out like thunder. 
They tore my heart asunder.
They crushed my heart into.
What on earth could I do?

Should I sit within the pew and never say a word?
Or should I launch back at him to show him I don’t  scare?
Should I sit with a very straight face?
Or should I stand and walk out at a fast pace?

Members applauded as he spoke with grace.
I could not even look upon the smirk on his face.
Wounded in the house of God this just should not be…
Wounded in the house of God how painful can that be???



An actual incident that happened in 2005. Poem was started but never finished 
until today. I have learned men are human too and they do make mistakes. We 
must find that place of forgiveness and move on.
Psalms 141:5-Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness…

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007

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Forever Young

I see that we still have some youth in our spunk.
We still love to play games and run like a skunk.
Just been hit with a tag for Katherine Stella.
And I've learned spencej is a popular fellow.
So Mili Sehgal please join in a poem
Tag you are it-So take off and run.....




instructions: write a tag poem that I tagged you and then go tag another poet 
don't tag joe spence hes been tagged liked 6 times already lol

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007

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To Much Drama- Acrostic

Talking excessively just can’t stop.
Overly stressed and beginning to flop.

Messing in matters you need to stay out.
Ushering in tension and running about.
Choices being made without a second thought.
Holding others hostage by your own malicious plots.

Drama, drama, drama that’s all I hear.
Rehearsing matters over and over again.
Always in the valley of o.p.p.
Mettling in other’s business this should not be.
Angry at others and being the drama queen.

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007



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Craving For a Mother's Love

There’s a little girl inside of me craving for a mother’s love.
Wishing for her to speak to me from her home above.
Craving for a mother to hear me speak and minister to my pain.
In need of mother to hold me close during the storm and rain.

Fifty years upon this earth and still need mother’s hand.
Trying so hard to walk alone in this cold, cold land.
Mother is gone, grandma too where do I go from here?
Craving for a mother’s love Oh how I wish she was near.

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2008

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Mama Didn'T Tell Me... (Anaphora)

Mama you did not tell me….
 I would be faced with days like this.
 Raising teen-age sons whose turning into thieves.

Mama you did not tell me….
 As I am fixing up my house, 
 Things would disappear all through-out the night.

Mama you did not tell me….
   There would be knocking at my door.
   Detectives standing tall and looking for my baby boy.

Mama you did not tell me….
   I would be faced with sleepless nights.
   Tossing and turning and wishing things were right.

Mama you did not tell me…..
  One day that you would be gone.
   I would be faced with life situations and feel so all alone.

Mama you did not tell me…..


       

  Facing the anniversery of my parents death. Packing up and
finding so many things missing. All I could hear is...Mama you didn't 
tell me....

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2007

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Clean House

Clean House
(Acrostic)

Clutter cleaning clients
lazy as can be
enduring years of mayhem
attitude- I don’t Clean!
nobody picks things up only make a mess.

House piled high with garbage
odors hiding out and no one sees
under neath that bed
shouting somebody help me please!
evidence of shame

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2009

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Prayer For Twin-(Poetic Twins)

My prayers
I will send
To my dear twin
this prayer is for you

Father
Please bless twin
Heal her body
Touch from inside- out

You know
what she needs
give her strength
to reach out to you

Father
I pray that
you send angels
to minister now

Father 
I ask that
you forgive all
wrong that has been done

Oh God
wash us now
I give you praise
This I Pray- Amen


* Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye maybe healed.  The 
effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.  James 5: 16


Poetic Twins created by Mary Ann Duhart on 10-3-2009. Subject  topics relating to 
twins..syllable count 2-3-4-5 representing 2-twins 3-triplet-4- quadruplets
and 5 quintriplets..rhyming for identical or non-rhyming for faternal - no limit of stanzas.

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2009

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Walking By Faith

Walking By Faith
(Shari’s Fold Time)

Your help I need
Father my family must succeed
Lord I bind these strongholds
There wrong choices are affecting me
Lord deliver me from this horrible pit

I need you Lord
This situation knocked me off guard
Please hear my earnest plea
Oh these finances are hurting me
Lord I know there is nothing to hard for you

Bind addictions
The pain is causing so much friction
Hurting others around
Oh how the tears are wailing inside
Oh Father I bring it all to you in prayer

Lay burdens down
I am no longer wearing a frown
I give it all to you
I know by faith you will see me through
For Lord I know I walk by faith not by sight

Copyright © Mary Duhart | Year Posted 2010

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