Some of my Poetry

After having a friend show me some of her work, decided to post my old poetry from when I was a teen or early 20s. Remember, some of these were written when I was in high school. :) I'd like to think that I've matured in my writing since then. Of course, it is still nice to look back and see where I've come from.

Question of Faith

Trying to see what was in his heart

Not knowing where to start

Love, life and laughter

Are these what really matter?

He asked me time and time again

This is how we began

I knew not how to respond

He wanted that special bond

Thinking through and taking a chance

I breathed in and told him yes

The simple solution

Jerk, jab and smack

All are convenient for a physical attack

But what about the emotional state

How does this contemplate?

In the soul all the hurt and torture

Keeping you from being pure

All these opposite forces

Violence, death cruelty and divorces

Just a few of much more

The inner body becomes sore

Silences are ready to shout

Searching for a sign of position

To change the current condition

Overflowing from above

One solution outstands all; LOVE

Dad

Your daughter cried today

But you’ll never know why

Your daughter got put in a game to play

But you’re not even there to say by

Your daughter got her grade card

But you’re not there to see it

Your daughter is trying very hard

But is she the only one who doesn’t quit

Your daughter has a birthday

But do you know how old she is

Your daughter doesn’t know what to say

But all you can do is break a promise

Your daughter is living to her full potential

But she sure wish her father was

Your daughter is very comical

But you haven’t been with her since she believed in Santa Claus

Your daughter wishes you were here

She wants to enjoy life with you

Your daughter is showing you very clear

This poem should give you a clue

A Changed World

A kiss of betrayal to the cheek

A greeting no one would seek

Taken to His courageous embrace

For the destiny He would face

Standing firm in brave silence

The future would hold his defense

He was told all His life what was coming

And kept pushing forward through the beating

The vision of love despite a crowd chant of crucifixion

Mockery unknown to His task of submission

Piercing thorns, nails and skin unrecognizable

He brought His blood and body to the table

Commitment held Him tightly to the cross

Determined to be the sacrifice for the lost

Through humbleness and greatness, He was Lord

Creating the day for a changed world

Sea, us, God

Shake me that I might stir for you

Talk to me that I might speak of you

Move me that I might walk in you

For it is you I long to pursue

The sea impacts the earth around

It as it washes upon the shore

A stone in the wide open blue

Moves ringed ripples more and more

The wind cascades waves of a 100

Shades of blue and green

A picture is painted so unique

It will never again be seen

Shake me that I might stir for you

Talk to me that I might speak of you

Move me that I might walk in you

For it is you I long to pursue

The life we live impacts the world around

As we choose to declare Him as Savior

He reaches from our hearts to every

Outer edge with his un-denying favor

The spirit whisks together several of

Our God given gifts and abilities

Fulfilling a space and position in

A picture of so many beauties 

Shake me that I might stir for you

Talk to me that I might speak of you

Move me that I might walk in you

For it is you I long to pursue

As if we were your created sea

We often need your movement

We need your spirit as a guide

So we can go as we are sent

And as the seas we come by

The tranquil waters shallow

Or through the depths so wide

Against the sun we will follow

So Near and Close

So near and close to my heart

All together touching each part

My guidance, Lord and Savior

It’s His will that I favor

Given life beyond compare

To lose Him I could not bare

There to answer every prayer

With His tender-loving care

To share his love and power

Is the mission so sweet and sour

I am here keeping the faith, staying bold

Until that day in Heaven, to walk streets of gold

Tommy Pants

In the dark and dreary high school hallways there was a bright and shining light. His name was Luke.

With his uncharacteristic style, you could spot him coming with a Duct tape back pack full of books. Of course, one book of importance remained at his side; a Bible which had a matching cover made from Duct tape. He was unique in most of his ways, setting himself apart from the high school norm.

In the middle of kids going in all directions trying to beat the line, gather their food choices and scramble to a seat, Luke would quietly say hello to friends, fold his hand and bow to pray. He wasn’t participating in his daily ritual, but simply thanking God for his food.

I didn’t know Luke for very long before he moved away for college. He probably will never remember who I was in the midst of the hectic lunchroom, but he was such an example in so many ways that I will never forget who he was and his character.

One particular lesson he embodied, I would like to share with others.

In addition to all the Duct tape, he also fashioned a pair of Tommy Hilfiger pants. They were plaid on one leg and probably a horrible color on the other pant leg. I just remember him telling me he had gone to a thrift store in search of the ugliest name brand outfit he could find to make a statement.

See, a little more than 10 years ago when I was in high school, Tommy Hilfiger was a big deal. For some kids, having Tommy clothes or similar name brand items gave them the notion they were better than the old Wal Mart shoppers.

However, Luke knew the value of someone didn’t rest within their clothing choices, so he made a statement. He could strut the halls with his Tommy pants, knowing how ridiculous they truly looked. He would sarcastically remark he was cool because he was wearing his Tommy pants, again, knowing they were anything but attractive.

The lesson of putting value to things by what we say and think has revealed itself more and more to me lately. A phrase I’ve heard and like states, “It is neither good nor bad, it just is.”

Often times we wrap ourselves in our own way of understanding a situation with misplaced value or judgment.

Proverbs tells us to lean not to our own understanding, but rather to God’s understanding with knowledge. You can also find references to Godly wisdom being worth more than choice gold or silver in the same book. Scripture such as this should be our guiding light leading us to value more important things according to God’s standards and His understanding.

Be careful not to add misplaced value to attire, name brands or maybe the latest fad, as it may leave you empty handed. Because, really, how do the designs Tommy Hilfiger or Ralph Lauren provide compare to what is offered by our Lord Jesus Christ?