For Love

Composed 4/30/15
Description: A prayer.

I know what you hope for me
To respect your life, relinquish
I’ll try to stand in quiet reserve
With this, my final wish

Yes, they’re my beliefs
But it’s your soul
And you’re a true friend
So it’s hard to let go

That choice will never be mine
I just pray that you’ll try to seek the divine

Forgive me if I pester
Forgive me if I fret
I long for your eternity
I pray for peace at death

My love for you burns like a scorching summer sun
But one day I hope you’ll see
My love is not the brightest one

Confidence

Composed 4/28/15
Description: Fallen off the NaPoWriMo bandwagon a little bit. (Late nights with friends get in the way of writing sometimes.) However, I intend to make it up!

With some things I write, I feel there is something distinctly musical about it… This is one of those pieces.

I could drag you home in irons, babe
I could sell myself a god
I could work and flirt and twist you up
With a silver coated tongue
You’d forget your name and play my game
Days and weeks of fun
But you’d be used in the end abused
Myself a hollow, bitter love

Got to keep my eyes onto the skies
Not rolling down your spine
Keep my lips a drip with love
Not lies that falsely fill me up

Doing all the wrong things could get me far
But it wouldn’t get me anywhere
I won’t lose my pride
I won’t lose my soul
I don’t need sweet words to make me whole
The only way to happiness
Is a soft and sure quick confidence
The comes from heart and sky

The Point

Composed 4/11/15
Description: For Day 11 of NaPoWriMo. This one was inspired by a Bible study I am currently working on. Really helped me understand this so much better.

If there’s a plan
If it’s all just carved in stone
Then why bother?
If all my movements are predicted
Every choice known and mapped
What difference will it make?
We can press our heads to the floor
Let blood pound in our ears and hands
Can it
Will it
Change His mind
If the book’s already written?

Probably not.
That’s not the point.

The point is the process
An option of opportunity
To participate
To become one
We contribute
We are a part of the miracle

We rest our feet
On Daddy’s shoes
He leads
He steps
We are a part of the dance
And like a dancer
We feel joy

The Center

Composed 4/8/15
Description: For Day 8 of NaPoWriMo. Interestingly, this is also my 200th poem! Wow! I never thought when I started this blog that it would inspire SO MUCH writing, but it really has! Hope you enjoy this special milestone poem, which, unsurprisingly, prominently features rain. (You know what I’m talking about, Midwest!) Seriously, though, I love the rain, especially because… well, you’ll see.

You may deny it with your dying breath
But you have heard God’s voice
He commands with every thunderclap
An authority that silences, humbles, and awes
He is the pitter-patter of rain on the windowsill
That comforts and lulls
The wind that howls and whispers
To refresh or to chill

How can you not believe?
When faced with nature’s power
For life
For death
How can you not feel small?
In someplace you know
He’s the center
The voice of it all

This Precious Day

Composed 4/5/15
Description: My poem for Day 5 of NaPoWriMo! This year, even though I had to work and ultimately miss a lot of Easter-y things, Easter hit me pretty hard. The joy of the holiday was contagious.

You are my ultimate perspective
Revealing the power of love in truest form
A fresh breath to take each morning
A reason to dance today
To rise with the sun
And sing with the birds
To grace each being with a gentle word
A gentle hand
And a smile to spread
To brighten eyes so we all may rejoice
As does the very earth this precious day
You are the love that inspires
Inspire me, inspire us
To love enough
So it touches each soul
As did yours
This precious day

Forgotten

Composed 2/15/15,
Description: Wow, is it the first day of Blogging U’s “Writing 201: Poetry” already? Well, I suppose it seems a bit earlier for me; you see, since I am located in the mid-west, I get these assignment a few hours before the “official” day-of. But I am definitely excited to get started!

Today’s assignment combo is water/haiku/simile, which made me happy enough! I am, of course, no stranger to haikus (e.g. a, b, c, d), and, in fact, my most popular poem ever is a haiku!

I was struck with an idea rather quickly. Likely, this was heavily inspired by the Bible study I was working on when I received the assignment email… And, for me anyway, it is still Sunday, so I guess it’s appropriate that my water-themed haiku with a simile is spiritual in nature…

The puddles ripple
In my wake but like God they
Soon forget my steps

On the Other Side

Composed 4/28/14
Description: (Day 27 of NaPoWriMo) Yes, I know what you’re thinking; I missed yesterday. Whoops! But trust me when I say this weekend has been one of the busiest of my life! With my last semester of college winding down, I am drowning in projects, tests, and activities. Yet, despite that (or perhaps because it’s over) I’m having a great day! Oh yes, it’s a Monday, and it rained all morning, but it only inspired probably the happiest and most soulful poem/song I’ve ever written… So enjoy!

(And I do intend to write another poem today to make up for yesterday… so stay tuned!)

Rainy day mornings don’t drag on me
‘Cause the rain’s just a portion of an April’s spring
And I broke my umbrella and my hair is damp
But heart’s oozing warm like a kerosene lamp

‘Cause I’ve got hands to hold and I’ve got kisses to give
And I know who I am so I can really live
And no matter what troubles come out at night
I know the sun’s just waiting on the other side

Afternoon thunders don’t frighten me
‘Cause the flowers still bloom and the grass is still green
And the clock keeps ticking through the rain and sun
And I know I’ll be dancing when the storm is done

‘Cause I’ve got hands to hold and I’ve got kisses to give
And I know who I am so I can really live
And no matter what troubles come out at night
I know the sun’s just waiting on the other side

Windy evenings don’t frustrate me
Though it tousles my hair and sweeps me off my feet
‘Cause though the wind blows me across the way
I’ll be laughing it up as I float through the day

‘Cause I’ve got hands to hold and I’ve got kisses to give
And I know who I am so I can really live
And no matter what troubles come out at night
I know the sun’s just waiting on the other side

Birds

Composed 4/9/14
Description: (Day 9 of NaPoWriMo) On my long walk back from class this morning I was struck by the multitude of chattering birds I heard (most noticeably a woodpecker I have been searching for for sometime). It has always interested me how we can hear birds so easily, but, when we look for them, many times it’s hard to see them, to figure out where they are. I guess they’re like God in that way…

They slip through branches and air
Watching like the eyes of God
Their voices bring us His melody
But when we look for the source of their calls
We cannot find them in the trees or sky
And soon we filter out their voices
And forget they watch in skies above
And isn’t life less beautiful
When we don’t have birdsong