Burden’s gone
I’ve been set free
From sin’s snare
And death’s grip
I sit in the heavenly places
Safe at Jesus feet
Shadorma
Word Prompts: Float, Light, Burden, Free, Meaning, Sublime
Burden’s gone
I’ve been set free
From sin’s snare
And death’s grip
I sit in the heavenly places
Safe at Jesus feet
Shadorma
Word Prompts: Float, Light, Burden, Free, Meaning, Sublime
Discouraged, tearfully
I picked up the broken pieces.
Another trial.
Reaching for the Light of hope
To show me the way
I prayed for healing and strength
To mend broken wings
So I might fly, to try again
‘Til I reach heaven’s reward
Choka
OctPoWriMo 2019
Word Prompts:
Discouraged, Broken Wings, Healing,
Strength, Calm, Acceptance
“Our heart mends as our inner self—the central or innermost part of our identity—is wrapped around the Light inside of us, rather than around the people who have harmed us. This one small step changes the way we see things”. Suzanne Eller
As darkness creeps in,
Fear raises its ugly head.
Silence prevails.
I pray for a solution.
Suddenly light fills the room!
Tanka
The power went out this evening all over town. No one seemed to know what caused the widespread outage.
It was near supper time and getting close to sunset. Darkness was slowly coming upon us and hunger was also. The silence was deafening in my home as I’d become accustomed to hearing the sound of the refrigerator, computer and hum of other appliances. Time passed slowly. I wondered how much longer we all would be without the conveniences electricity brings. I tried not to use my phone in order to save the battery since I didn’t know when I’d be able to charge it again. I prayed whatever happened would get repaired soon.
And then, after waiting an hour and a half the lights came back on! What a welcoming sight! It’s amazing how dependent we’ve become on electricity isn’t it?
Power of darkness is broken
Broken are the heavy chains
Chains that kept me accepting darkness
Darkness that now no longer remains
God in rich mercy sent His Son to deliver
Deliver me from the power of darkness
Darkness flees the embracing light
Light of the Kingdom I now possess
Loop Poem
He has delivered us from the power of darkness and conveyed usinto the kingdom of the Son of His love, Colossians 1:13 NKJV
OctPoWriMo 2019 prompts: broken, darkness, embracing light,–suggested form: Loop
Loop Poetry is a poetry form created by Hellon. There are no restrictions on the number of stanzas nor on the syllable count for each line.
In each stanza, the last word of the first line becomes the first word of line two, last word of line 2 becomes the first word of line 3, last word of line 3 becomes the first word of line 4.
This is followed for each stanza. The rhyme scheme is abcb.
What do you see?,
The sun shining bright
Glorious
Flecks of gold,
Streaks of light streaming downward,
Or darkness creeping?
Shadorma
In the Fall season of life
It seems the sun wanes,
It’s lost its strength.
It doesn’t cast warm rays as long,
Nor with as great intensity,
As when in its summer season
Of life.
Then it was so bright and strong,
Vibrant, heated, remaining long,
But now it’s lost it’s fervor.
Yet, it still shines.
It still rises.
It still does what it was created to do.
It gives light,
Even though limited.
It doesn’t give up.
It shows up.
Do you?
Free Verse
You didn’t make noise
As the fog horn does
You merely shined
To show me the way
Syllabic Verse
“Lighthouses blow no horns; they only shine” –Dwight L. Moody
Shining in the sun
Though a bit worn down from its use
Penny catches my eye
There lying in an obscure place, just off the beaten path was a penny.
I probably would never have noticed it if the sun hadn’t been shining as most of it was worn from use and dulled. It’s edges were rough, as if it had been chewed up a bit by a machine.
However, today in the sunlight it shone brightly enough for me to notice and that made me think of how I reflected my life.
What did people see when they looked at me? Was I shining in the light of the Son?
Was I noticeable or just obscure.? Was I making a difference in people’s lives?
I might be worn and weary, but I should still be shining out the light of Christ.
Something this little penny in my path made me ponder.
Haibun
High upon a rock
Above the craggy shore
Shined a beacon
A guiding light in the night
Kept lit by the hand
Of a watchman of the sea
With tides of time
Waves of change came, yet
Lonely lighthouse stands
Choka
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge—Prompt: lonely lighthouse
Blinding white
Like Lightening
Glistening
Reflection
His transfigured presence
Shone white as snow
Shadorma
(Based on scriptures: Matthew 17:2 and 28:3, Mark 9:3, Luke 9:29)
#MayFalls19 Poetry Challenge Prompt: blinding white