My thread of poetry...

[churchgirl111]

i'm going to try some poetry on this thread...i hope you like em...if i have any depressed poems on here..(which i might occassionally) please start praying for me( if you want) God bless


Ok Time for happy poems!!

The tree flows

Clear skies dappled with grey
Impending storm
Fiery countenance
Neverending blood glistens through the tears
The tree flows

It covers and consumes
A tidal wave of grace
Shrieks, screams from the realms
Sorrow above
Temporary grief
The tree flows

Beaten
a crown of thorns
a sharp whip and gentle kiss
Sweat mingled with blood
overpowering stench
sweet incense
Death and destruction
weeping of the earth

The tree has ceased its flow
sorrow in the depths
joy above
he has won

[Zilch]

Very, very well written. I think(pauses to sway to POD's "Will You") you have a possible ministry here. Please, continue posting and working on your poetry. I've read snippets of your other works, and the talent is great.You have a gift, it's what you choose do with that gift that matters. God bless!

[churchgirl111]

thanks for the compliment vash and the encouragement...

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Rocks

Sharp edge of the rock
it pops through the gentle sea
igniting the pain and the hurt

unable to dislodge it
you learn to accept it
perhaps you could forgive it

The sharp words of an angry father
broken promises and false starts
rocks you can crush yourself on

and the pain and hurt surges through you
a burning flame
it consumes and dwells within
ready to rear its head and burn
the rock lies in wait upon the gentle sea floor

you choose to ignore it and stub your toe
you try to dislodge it
your fingers are cut
you yell and stomp it
you break to pieces
all upon this rock of stone

it dwells within you
it becomes you
your heart stops its beat
the rock wins and takes its place

[Zilch]

Alright, let's do this movie review style...

Two thumbs up!

[churchgirl111]

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Marionette

i've seen your face before
do you not remember?
children's laughter had filled the air
do you not smile anymore?

Day and night, tears flow
down the cheek of this marionette
past the painted eyes and lips
down the broken face

Cracked and lined
a beautiful mask
hand crafted
one of a kind
all behind a mask

chipped and broken
trying to make sense of it all
not looking up
not looking towards your Creator

Many days and nights pass
a smile had once passed your lips
now it stands frozen on its mask
and everything seems fine

deep inside you can't breath
your body struggles to walk
but you keep smiling
when deep inside everything is tearing you apart
and you don't look up

Your creator smiles down upon you
invites you to happiness, to joy
invites to fix your cracked, porclein face
and you don't look up
you'd rather keep the strings that bind you.

[churchgirl111]

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Everyday judgements

I walk through the twin doors
women with heavy makeup look up and stare
dressed in dresses and suits
elders gape

I am wearing a shirt and blue-jeans, partially ripped on one leg
hair messily pulled back into a ponytail
no makeup
little jewlery

they stare as i sing as loud as i can
i clap my hands, dance
and when it comes to prayer
they snicker when i sit instead of stand

It does not occur to them that i love the Lord
they look at my clothes and hair
i wonder how they can judge

they do not see my love
they whisper angry words when i bring my friends
they stare in horror when they come
my friends who dress in black and listen to rock
who are trying to find the Lord
they snicker when i walk by

Have they forgotten of the love of the Lord?

Author's note: this has never personally happened to me but i feel that nowadays it is very possible)

[Kesshin]

Good poems, Churchgirl. ^^ Write more!!

[Zilch]

I can relate to "Everyday Judgements". I'm the only one in the choir that wears jeans on-stage.

[churchgirl111]

Crimson Twilight

The moon's silohuette glow
ignite the crimson blood within
the fiery anger and rage

The celestial bodies give silent witness
as the fire consumes
it eats away
a cancerous torture
embraced so willingly

it takes over the heart
the mind
a fiery being that attaches itself
a leech
a parasite

Upon the crimson twilight
it loves the darkness of the night
its flames shine and blind
as the blood trickles from the hand
from the broken heart
the broken soul

It overflows the river
the tears moisten the ground
give water to the plants
as the fire then consumes all around it
all under the crimson twilight



Authors note: oooo deep...at least deep for me hehehe

[Reverie]

Very nice poems! I can't wait to read what you write next.

[Icarus]

Marionette= SWING! Very nice symolism in all of them. Good poems.

[true_noir_chloe]

I'm with Icarus. He's one of the best poets here and if he likes them, they must be good. ^_^ I know I enjoyed reading them. They all have a common rhythm. Very, very good.

[churchgirl111]

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Stakes

I take the woody stakes within my hand
Walking over to the cross.
I'm the first to drive them in
Lying, cheating, lust, hypocripsy.
I take the stake to my only friend

He gasp in agony as the blood pours free
I try to stop but he just tells me to keep going
there are more stakes to drive
I turn to the other arm,
I take my hammer and pound it into his flesh.
Doubt, fear, mistrust, straying away.
He takes the pain and endures another

I do the same to his feet
Each pound of the hammer
another stake through his heart
I do not weep over him
for the tears of shame wont come
And to make it all complete
i spit in his face
and then i embrace him
as only a child can embrace

I look at his bloodsoaked body
heaving from the pain
that i caused
the pain of the stakes
the pain of the sins
and i cry

He sweats
He attempts to breath
He takes one last look at me and smiles
"It is finished"

[Zilch]

...whoa...I have no better description...that was great. Get it copyrighted...RIGHT NOW!

[Icarus]

What Vash said, with similar urgency.

[Rachel]

whoa...awesome poems. i wish i could write so well. anyways keep up the good work

[churchgirl111]

lol kk Stakes is hereby copyrighted to churchgirl111 please do not use without informing me...

Not sure if that is how you copyright..but well...um...^_^

[Zilch]

Not sure if that is how you copyright..but well...um...^_^

Neither am I. Can someone shed light on this on a new thread, so we don't clog up this one?

[churchgirl111]

this is from Jesus's perspective...i am only trying to glorify God who is and was fully GOd and fully man..i am trying to convey his humanity and i mean no disrepect or misrepresentation of the Lord in any way..thankyou and sorry for the length

Sunset

i walk out
my Father's breath caresses my cheek
a cool breeze to my sweat and blood stained body
the skin clings to the wooden beams
the ropes rub my skin raw on my wrist
miniscule pain compared to what is to come


My feet walk unsteadily upon the cobblestone ground
it is wet with spit and tears
My eyes don't see the glorious sun
they can only wearily see the jeering crowd
the taunting children and adults
the weeping women who grab at my feet

all i want to do is rest
but there is no rest
not for those who have come
to be greater then superman
save humans from their humanity
from their greed, selfishness and death

I see the Hill
the place where i will die
imagine
God dying
the omnipotent, omnipresent, the alpha and Omega
the Creator dying

I have to shake my head at the irony
i am laid upon the cross beams
the wood has long clinged to my skin
they tear off my clothes
my cheeks burn
the crowd laughs
i am almost naked with only an undergarment
and i feel humanity's shame
i feel the humiliation

I take a deep breath as they take a long wooden nail
Pound
greed
pound
abandoment of Truth
pound
darkness

Each blow of the nail
came sins
of all generations
future and past
and they filled me
choked me
and left me utterly alone

My hands ripped as i was lifted up
my form on the horizon
a thief to my left
one to my right
one who disbelieves
one who clings to Me
one who clings to darknes
the other to Light

Again I see the irony
so it shall be with man
two choice
death and Life
Bondage and Freedom

As the darkness envelops
and i am left alone with the sins of the world
The hour has come
As a man will say to the world, "free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, free at last."
so shall i come to them
and i shall give them freedom

[Zilch]

Great poem...just one thing...call me immature, but I almost laughed at the underwear line. Try to use words like "undergarment". It detracts from the seriousness of the poem. Other than that, it was fantastic!

[churchgirl111]

lol sorry but i couldn't think of anything...i thought that underwear would make people realize the humiliation Christ went through not just the pain...

LOL but now that i read it again,..it really is funny....sorry let me fix it...

[Zilch]

I see your point. That's an obsevation not many people would think to put in their work.

[churchgirl111]

* Churchgirl points upward* Everything is from Him! ^_^

[Zilch]

"For without Him, we can do nothing"--somewhere in the Bible...

[churchgirl111]

I want to thank Vash for giving me more inspiration...each time you write something i think of a poem again! Thanks bro!! BANANA!

Voices

in the darkness of the night
dreams threaten to overtake me
yet the voices still come

creeping into my mind
enveloping my sins
my temptations and desires
they speak with a serpents tongue

"Why not?" they hiss
and then i wonder if there right
would it be so bad i wonder
to give in
to just let sin take over
to give up

but other voices then explode
gentle yet strong
"And what about God?" they ask
and my thoughts drift
and if i do give up
i will suffer
for i will cause my God sadness
can my guilt wrenched soul seek forgiveness then?
will i be able to let my self take the Lord's mercy and love?

The others come back
the serpent tongued ones
"But you will have happiness" they promise

The others come also
"Is happiness for a moment worth eternal consequences?" they remind
then they speak to my heart
my soul that is still soft
and they reveal to me his love once again
his mercy
and then they remind me of the blood
whose flowed that day on Calvary and whose it should have been

The serpent tongues come back
again they speak
"But-"
No
"but-" they try again
No

This night you will not win
For my thoughts are not on me
But on the tree that ran crimson at the hill of Calvary

[churchgirl111]

[quote]For without him we can do nothing" somewhere in the Bible...

Amen brother Amen!

[Rachel]

way cool. yes, very cool

[churchgirl111]

Hallways

The maze of corridors
cement walkways
imprisonment of school

i sit bored, looking at those around me
others tell of the evil they did last night
how they lied
stole
cheated
immorality
idols
cursing the name of God

Lord i ask
how can you love them?
they curse your name

ah he says but didn't you
i hide my eyes in shame
but Lord i say again
they stole and set up idols before you
they mock you without shame

didn't you?
i began to wonder
if the wood has gotten too big
that i am blind

i look at them again
they laugh but on the inside
i see tears of heartache
lonliness
death
bondage
satan

and then i see Christ
heaving his last breath
as fluid filled his lungs
struggling to ease the pressure of torn feet
then torn hands
unable to do it
and instead let's his body sag
the crimson red falling from his back
his hands
his feet
his holy head

this is why he died
not for the good
but for the evil
not to the well
but for the sick
he died not for angels or demons
but for humans
who curse his name and sin against him
he died for us
he died for them
as they are
so that they might love him

[churchgirl111]

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Orange ball of sunrise
if floats up from the sky
a rainbow streaks across the pink and orange clouds
the Lord's breath caresses my cheek
shows the Lord's magesty
yet i don't see it

Walking complex molecules walk by me everyday
humans
dogs
plants
trees
all show God's power
all show his love
yet i don't see it

Eyes downcast
I only look to me
My thoughts, my emotions, my soul, my self
an image of deity
God's child
God given ability
yet i don't see it

Chains slowly entwine me
choking off my breath
binding my legs
my arms
movement ceases
and i can't see

chains cover my ears, mouth and eyes
and i embrace them willingly
God gently tries to release me
but I clutch harder
He shows me the joy that is there
but I grab more to bind me
He finally pours over me blood and tears

and i began to wonder?
what am i living for?
why am i blind?
Don't i see what is around me
of God's love, his mercy, his power
why do i grab chains so willingly?

[Zilch]

as usual, Churchgirl, it's good stuff. keep posting and I'll keep looking.