Look up
Above the
Path covered in gloom
Rainbows of hope fill the sky
Look up
Cinquain
Tag: above
A Firm Foundation
Earth’s tickling my feet,
Sensations surround my mind,
Running to escape, I
Keep reaching towards heaven,
Grasping above me,
Looking for a life line,
A hand reaches down,
Lifts me to another level,
Where I stand on solid rock.
Choka
“On Christ, the solid rock, I stand
All other ground is sinking sand…”
from “My Hope Is Built on Nothing Less”, a Christian hymn written by Edward Mote, a pastor at Rehoboth Baptist Church in Horsham, West Sussex. Mote wrote around 100 hymns, this one, which he wrote in 1834, being the best known of his.
The Chaos Above
Unseen entities wage
A war in the heavenlies
Good verses Evil
Senryu
Above
Treasures abound.
Many gifts are waiting
In my Father’s house.
Only good and perfect gifts
Are waiting to be found.
Tanka
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. James 1:17 KJV
Abundance
Forgetting the past
Just living in the moment
Letting God carry
You to rise above and beyond
What you might ask or think
Tanka
Ever Upward
On Excelsior!
Higher and always upward,
Though shades of night fall,
Your youth shall bring victory!
Though sadness and sorrow
Threaten in the storms of life,
Carry your banner high!
Faint thee not! Excelsior!
Your help comes from above!
Choka
(This poem was inspired by reading “Excelsior” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
Irregular
Just Passin’ Through…
