Love Poetry « Reply #1 on: February 18, 2005, 05:56:46 AM » Quote Modify Remove Take Up Your Cross I’m down in this dungeon of sin and shame. Shouting, I am the one! I am the one! The Spirit is near, His presence I feel, he whispers softly, Be still my son. Be still my son. My soul with its sin has lingered in shame, I say O, how long? O, how long? My heart is hard, I search for His face. Don’t make me wait! Don’t make me wait! His look pierces my soul with His glory so bright, Beaming, I took your place! I took your place! It’s late at night here on my bed. With tears in my eyes I cry, Have mercy on me! Have mercy on me! His Spirit is sweet, He’s speaking to me.. Jesus you need! Jesus you need! O, wonderful love! O, priceless blood! I say to myself, Just cling to the cross! Just cling to the cross! My Savior draws near. His two natures are there .With His word in my heart. He whispers to me. You’ll suffer loss. You’ll suffer loss. So take up your cross. Just take up your cross.   Report to moderator   152.163.100.5 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

Glory and Roses Hero Member Posts: 775 Love Poetry « Reply #2 on: February 18, 2005, 08:41:05 AM » Quote the tree I planted while you were inside of me the tree your grandmother gave me had grown so tall, that it dominated the street. It spread its branches over us while you played on the patio that I had hauled bricks from burned out shells to build for free... It shed its golden leaves on us as fall pumpkins and princesses roamed the streets and woodsmoke smell crackled from next door Its winter starkness held the lights that marked the birth of the chirst child and the new year and in spring, its flowers gave us hope. One day, a twister tore off 3/4 of the tree and threw it on my car a green island in the pouring electric rain strangely out of place, as the neighbors flocked in nightclothes to see what the commotion was.. strange ghosts in curlers, with their teeth out, in blowing nightgowns and white Tshirts and tighty whities... I painted tar on  the huge scars after the clean up thinking the tree was surely dead just as my heart was knowing that the world around me was starting to crumble. Today, the tree, while lopsided still grows is ready for spring flower and its new branches reach shyly for the son. My child, no matter what we loose your grandmothers love lives on in that tree For he walked with her, and he talked with her and he told her she was his own In  The Garden of her fertile soul.   Report to moderator   Logged nibble me

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #3 on: February 18, 2005, 08:38:20 PM » Quote Modify Remove to see what the commotion was.. strange ghosts in curlers, with their teeth out, in blowing nightgowns and white Tshirts and tighty whities...  OK, a world wind of a poem. What be this ye poet. Holloween? Children? Report to moderator   152.163.100.5 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #4 on: February 18, 2005, 10:04:47 PM » Quote Modify Remove Most men seek salvation through all the wrong things My conscience cried out, “You’re guilty you know!” I thought to find relief if to others I would go. I worked with fervor both day and night To rid this guilty soul of it’s powerless flight. The law with its threatening burned deep in my soul, But the works I pursued only brought me more woe. I thought this work was not so bad. If I persevered, I would someday be glad. Christ and the law were my constant plea, But His grace and mercy I could not see. My accuser grew bolder, my conscience you see. Not realizing the devil was working in me. It was not the law that was my principle fight, But sin deep within that was causing this plight. The law with its threat powerfully worked with my sin. My body grew weak and my will would not bend. I lay in my bed unable to speak; I thought I’d try to fall fast asleep. If I could stop thinking I might find a way, But thinking and eating are my only stay. I thought sin and law were my greatest foe, But work for salvation was a greater woe. I went so far down, I had nothing to plea. Only Christ is the answer to set my soul free. He died in my place to free me from sin. Grace and the law are now my best friends. The law with its threatening is gracious you see. I see my precious Savior punished for me. Most men seek salvation through all the wrong things, But Christ is the Savior on which you can cling. O Sovereign God, O Gracious Father! Your salvation is free, you are the potter! O precious blood, O love divine Come Holy Spirit and show me He’s mine!                 Report to moderator   152.163.101.9 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #5 on: February 18, 2005, 10:47:14 PM » Quote Modify Remove Please keep writing Glory and Roses that was great. Report to moderator   152.163.101.13 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

low-low Hero Member Posts: 1778 Love Poetry « Reply #6 on: February 19, 2005, 09:36:37 AM » Quote  it was Blood of The Lamb  Salvation says I Am  I Am Report to moderator   Logged Year Zero low-low  Christ died for our sins, as the Scriptures say.  He was buried, and three days later he was raised to life.

Glory and Roses Hero Member Posts: 775 Love Poetry « Reply #7 on: February 19, 2005, 10:30:08 AM » Quote Oh LOL.. this tree blew down in a storm in the middle of the night... and all the neighbors came running out to see what the noise was.. I did not have my glassses on, so everyone was a blur to me, and would loom into my field of vision suddenly and then dissapear into a human shaped white blur.. like ghosts.  I'm extremely nearsighted.   Report to moderator   Logged nibble me

freescotland Hero Member Posts: 1092 Love Poetry « Reply #8 on: February 19, 2005, 10:34:04 AM » Quote It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold; \"Peace on the earth, good will to men, From heaven’s all gracious King.\" The world in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing. Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurl And still their heavenly music floats, O'er all the weary world. Above its sad and lowly plains, They bend on hovering wing And ever o'er its Babel sounds, The blessed angels sing. Yet with the woes of sin and strife, The world has suffered long; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled, Two thousand years of wrong; And man, at war with man, hears not, The love song which they bring: O hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing. And ye , beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing O rest beside the weary road And hear the angels sing. For lo! the days are hastening on, By prophet bards foretold, When, with the ever-circling years, Shall come the Age of Gold; When peace shall over all the earth, Its ancient splendors fling, And all the world give back the song, Which now the angels sing. Report to moderator   Logged

Glory and Roses Hero Member Posts: 775 Love Poetry « Reply #9 on: February 19, 2005, 11:19:20 AM » Quote Powers Out And I was just in the middle of such a good post! And I was just in the middle of cooking a roast! And I was going to vaccume and do the laundry crap, this is a terrible, awful quandry! Are the neighbors out, or is it just us? Go check their meters,  wait, there's one making a fuss she's out too.. Two thousand customers No traffic lights geez, is this going to ruin Saturday Night? Will there be hot water for a bath? Will my hair be greasy will  other people laugh? or just snicker behind their hands.. So I stop and sit in the silent house you can hear cat paws padding you could hear a mouse. No Radio, TV, Hums or  drones no computers, power tools,telephones, and I eyeball the clock, which doesnt move consider winding the antique one soon Only then, do I really hear the celestial voices when the power is out there are no other choices.   Report to moderator   Logged nibble me

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #10 on: February 19, 2005, 11:39:13 AM » Quote Modify Remove Glory and roses ,Was this a result of the hurricane's? Report to moderator   205.188.117.6 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #11 on: February 19, 2005, 11:40:29 AM » Quote Modify Remove Glory and roses ,Was this a result of the hurricane's? freescotland that sounds familiar did you write that? Report to moderator   205.188.117.6 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #12 on: February 19, 2005, 11:42:13 AM » Quote Modify Remove low low it only takes a few words to silence a croud. Report to moderator   205.188.117.14 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #13 on: February 19, 2005, 11:59:40 AM » Quote Modify Remove God’s Rainbow of Love The mind  is like a rainbow of colors. The thoughts of it go from one to another. It perceives thoughts one by one, But is blinded to the place from which they come. Sin is like a storm that rises in the day, To cover its colors and send  its thoughts in array. The soul is in awe of all the minds colors, But sin rumbles in and sends them to another. Its thoughts held captive to that earth sent angel. The colors all muted its thoughts entangled. A storm day and night to hide its rays. Is a ploy of Satan to destroy it one day. The winds of the Spirit blow in from above, To open the rainbow and shine forth Gods love. A mind with new life is a glorious light. The Spirit of which has ended sins might. With colors renewed, it’s the minds glorious sight. A sign that the Lord has become its delight. The throne of God, like the brightest rainbow of colors, Shines down pure thoughts allied to no other. It’s the mind of Christ, loves purest light. Shines red then white, His heavenly abode, our future flight. To soar up above past the rainbow of lights, And bow before His throne will be its highest delight. O Light of the Glorious God, O light of the Eternal one My minds Ruby of Love, Christ Jesus His Son. Tom   Report to moderator   205.188.117.6 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther

Glory and Roses Hero Member Posts: 775 Love Poetry « Reply #14 on: February 20, 2005, 07:25:04 AM » Quote no, that happened yesterday.. while I was reading posts on here.   Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #16 on: February 22, 2005, 06:54:25 PM » Quote Modify Remove Righteousness from heaven From eternity, a cross was planted for man. Hung the Glory of God, the Rose Of  Sharon. Righteousness looked from heaven, Faithfulness was entombed . He sprung out from the grave, free access ensued. His throne is so holy; I am mute from sin, With coals on my tongue, I dare not offend. But the ridicule from the proud and their contempt for sin. Drive me to my knees so that I may enter in. They have no fear of God before their eyes, They flatter themselves to much to hate their lies. Keep my feet from their wicked conspiracy, So that I may live a life of tranquility. We made idols of men out of our kin, Now our deistic ways, brings a hardening in sin. It is our nation’s godlessness, like Adams great sin, That we have permissive sons, and dead babies within. Now they are present in the fiery pit of hell, An eternal punishment in which they fell. O Lord, Your love reaches to the heavens. It’s a spring in my heart, the Holy Spirit given. Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains. It’s a heavenly gift applied for my salvation. Your justice is like the great deep, So my sinful heart can find relief. O Great Shepherd Of the Church, Complete in us Your work. Our nation is full of shame and sin. Come Holy Spirit and revive us again.   Report to moderator   64.12.116.6 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #17 on: February 25, 2005, 04:53:46 PM » Quote Modify Remove The God of all glory created us as a being. The God of all glory created us as a being. He exists in eternity as the Sovereign Trinity. His eternal breath made man an eternal soul. He made man in His image to make him transcendently whole. God made mans soul with mind, will, and emotions, He enjoyed a peaceful unity, void of any commotion. But the soul’s peaceful existence was interrupted, When the body of sin entered, all its faculties were corrupted. The mind, will, and emotions, were thrown into sins prison, To appear before The Sovereign Judge for His final decision. The heavenly soul’s existence was cast away, Now hells eternal fury put the soul in dismay. A created eternal being became encaged. His mind now darkened, his will in bondage, his emotions took center stage. On the surface of his being, his emotions were unbridled, But the mind took control; its darkened depths were unrivaled. His emotions only clouded the depth of salvations plea. The darkened mind perceived the raw data and not the Trinity. With the soul in jeopardy it made a willing plea, For the souls will is the most attractive of the three. The soul wills to be set free, but only by works you see. For self will blinds the soul of making Christ its only plea, Its self dominance that leaves the soul in an unhappy state, For it is faith in Gods grace, the mind must embrace. For my mind has always been in the Potters hand. Every thought is molded according to His sovereign plan. A willing to do right is a freedom in my soul. For I have freedom to depend on the Holy Spirits control. And, O the sweet emotions that are now my minds pleasure! They inflame my soul with life, for His good pleasure. O Holy Spirit, who hovers over creation, Illuminate my soul’s desires for your work in my salvation.   Report to moderator   64.12.117.8 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #18 on: March 02, 2005, 06:06:05 PM » Quote Modify Remove 0 Lord of Light 0 Lord of Light, we look to you. Your love comes forth so strong and true. Come, Holy Spirit, like heavenly dew, And fill our hearts, with Your love anew. O how long, O Heavenly Redeemer? How long, O Spirit Divine? Revive us once again! Revive us once again! So that your people may rejoice in Him. The light around me is so dim. My sin, my heart seems dark within. O Lord of Light, I look to You. My sinful heart You will renew. Come Holy Spirit! Come Heavenly Dove! And fill our hearts anew. Revive us once again! Revive us once again! So that Your people may rejoice in Him. Your forgiveness is for those who wait. Your life You gave for sin You hate. O Lord of Light, we look to You. May Your Spirit search our hearts anew?   Report to moderator   64.12.117.10 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther dianne Sr. Member Posts: 388 Love Poetry « Reply #19 on: March 08, 2005, 06:27:22 PM » Quote My eyes were veiled, and I could not see All the love that God had for me. My heart was hardened to grace so free I did not know it was all for me. I thought my works were the price I paid Not knowing that the full atonement He had made. I was struggling for something I could not earn And all the time He helped me learn. I was paying a debt that I no longer did owe Because to the cross He was willing to go. Now precious blood has made a way to open my eyes I no longer believe the enemy's lies. I am free, free as a lovely bird All because I believed and took God at His word. Report to moderator   Logged You will be motivated to do something different when....... the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of change.[/color] mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #20 on: March 08, 2005, 08:14:40 PM » Quote Modify Remove Thanks Dianne that was really good and i am encouraged! Keep writing! Report to moderator   64.12.116.5 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #21 on: March 19, 2005, 08:05:43 AM » Quote Modify Remove Our God Who Sits Enthroned Above Our God who sits enthroned above, And stoops to look on those He loves. We meditate with heaven in mind, Enraptured with wonder outside of time. O Sovereign God! O  Lord Most High! We kneel before Thy holy throne. We cry, Abba, Father!  We adore Thee! Our prayers are weak, Your Spirit so strong. You help us to have a heavenly song. The river, that flows down from Your throne, Is the Spirit of Wonder Who makes You known. We drink of the water of Your Spirit Divine. He’s come from heaven enlightening our minds. So we can know of our Fathers heavenly love, And be taken one day to our home above         Report to moderator   205.188.117.70 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther Nursie Hero Member Posts: 1999 Love Poetry « Reply #22 on: March 20, 2005, 10:07:10 AM » Quote That's very nice.  Did you write that?   Report to moderator   Logged Jesus loves me, this I KNOW! mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #23 on: March 20, 2005, 05:21:50 PM » Quote Modify Remove I wrote all the poems on this forum under my name Report to moderator   152.163.101.14 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther dianne Sr. Member Posts: 388 Love Poetry « Reply #24 on: May 02, 2005, 10:35:32 PM » Quote YOU CHOSE ME In the secret parts where no one sees You saw my form Not yet created, but in your mind You loved me as your own You embraced me, although Knowing I would run form you You accepted me when I resisted you You drew me near as I pushed away Your love for me stayed strong When all I did was grow weak You chose me when I was unaware I left your way and turned my back I thought I was better on my own My path seemed easier It seemed good to me No matter where it led No matter where I was You were there at every turn You pursued me when I did not want to be found You accepted me when I resisted you You drew me near as I pushed away Your love for me stayed strong When all I did was grow weak You chose me when I was unaware Now I know the love you have for me Your grace is greater than my sin Your mercy wakes me each morning I call you Father, you call me child I'm covered by the blood that Jesus shed I'm sheltered in your arms forevermore You accepted me when I resisted you You drew me near as I pushed away Your love for me stayed strong When all I did was grow weak You chose me when I was unaware   Report to moderator   Logged You will be motivated to do something different when....... the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of change.[/color] linda marie Hero Member Posts: 12757 Love Poetry « Reply #25 on: May 03, 2005, 12:55:24 PM » Quote ---------------------------gray rain --------------------------cold marble ----------------muted ebony -- mist-covered ---------------------------softly quiet I silently sob -- I inwardly keen I gulp the moist air desperately I forage through the clover  in its inimitable wildness,  cool against my hot tears. I find leaves of Three -- ---------------Father --------------------------Son ----------------------------------Holy Ghost ---------------Husband --------------------------Wife -----------------------------------Bonded by God A cord of Three is not easily broken -- ----------------------------Yet on a lone-stem New growth genuflects to hope And whispers -that starlight follows sunset ------------and morning follows midnight And Creation never ceases. linda marie - 1997 Report to moderator   Logged ‎"I am a little world made cunningly of elements and an angelic sprite." -John Donne mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #26 on: May 06, 2005, 08:33:27 PM » Quote Modify Remove awsome girls just awsome! Report to moderator   64.12.116.72 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #27 on: July 27, 2006, 04:46:07 AM » Quote Modify Remove Quote God?s Rainbow of Love The mind  is like a rainbow of colors. The thoughts of it go from one to another. It perceives thoughts one by one, But is blinded to the place from which they come. Sin is like a storm that rises in the day, To cover its colors and send  its thoughts in array. The soul is in awe of all the minds colors, But sin rumbles in and sends them to another. Its thoughts held captive to that earth sent angel. The colors all muted its thoughts entangled. A storm day and night to hide its rays. Is a ploy of Satan to destroy it one day. The winds of the Spirit blow in from above, To open the rainbow and shine forth Gods love. A mind with new life is a glorious light. The Spirit of which has ended sins might. With colors renewed, it?s the minds glorious sight. A sign that the Lord has become its delight. The throne of God, like the brightest rainbow of colors, Shines down pure thoughts allied to no other. It?s the mind of Christ, loves purest light. Shines red then white, His heavenly abode, our future flight. To soar up above past the rainbow of lights, And bow before His throne will be its highest delight. O Light of the Glorious God, O light of the Eternal one My minds Ruby of Love, Christ Jesus His Son. Tom As the acts of the Will, in each step of the aforementioned procedure, do not come to pass without a particular cause, but every act is owing to a prevailing inducement; so the accident, as I have called it, or that which happens in the unsearchable course of things, to which the mind yields itself, and by which it is guided, is not any thing that comes to pass without a cause. The mind in determining to be guided by it, is not determined by something that has no cause; any more than if it is determined to be guided by a lot, or the casting of a die. For though the die falling in such a manner be accidental to him that casts it, yet none will suppose that there is no cause why it falls as it does. The involuntary changes in the succession of our ideas, though the cause may not be observed, have as much a cause, as the changeable motions of the motes that float in the air, or the continual, infinitely various, successive changes of the unevenness on the surface of the water. edwards Report to moderator   205.188.116.203 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther Jeffrey Hero Member Posts: 6952 ME SMASHEM WITH ROCK Love Poetry « Reply #28 on: July 27, 2006, 05:30:07 AM » Quote Unknown God, I cry out to you across this valley that lies between us and the only answer, I hear in return is an echo that sounds so lonely Well I can't begin to understand this distance between us No I can't begin to understand this distance between us And oh God I can't seem to find the path that leads to you And now I know I'll never be able... To climb to the heights of your mountain top It's greatness I've discerned from far, far away Your abode so high above me, Is something that I will never see Oh God! What is this I see standing in the valley that lies between us? Why its the cross that Jesus died upon there at a place called calvary Well I can't begin to understand how you could give Your Son for me And I can't begin to understand how willingly He would die for me But Father, I accept this gift of grace and mercy and now I know, that Jesus will come and take me by the hand He will take me by the hand.... and lead me to Your mountaintop It's greatness I've discerned from far, far away Your abode, so high above me, will be my home Your abode, so high above me, will be my home for eternity These are lyrics to one of my songs, so it doesn't read like a poem exactly, but fits the music. Report to moderator   Logged mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Love Poetry « Reply #29 on: May 13, 2007, 04:14:10 PM » Quote Modify Remove Bright light of eternal glory shines into depths of mens souls Inward pangs of sins tempest darken the flashes of hope. Yea , all of mankind are a driven in this sea to struggle ,tossed by the waves of fear, Nay, in the tumultuous ocean, glimmering lights can ne'er stay afloat. The wayfaring Dove , calms the fear of the storms tempest Eyes in the distance the horizon of Gods unmeasurable love Heavens consolations shine bright lights into the souls tempest Held beneath the storms tempest, escapes on the wings of the Dove.   Re: Love Poetry « Reply #31 on: January 21, 2008, 09:58:13 PM » Quote Modify Remove My wife As I gaze into her eyes i am drawn into her world A youthful desire of sweet contemplation All of my cares get lost in her gaze Quietly i long to remain under her spell Drawn out of time, lost in her eyes I breathe unending sweet longings   « Last Edit: February 13, 2008, 11:53:15 PM by mybigGod » Report to moderator   67.8.167.74 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther Joker Hero Member Posts: 5917 The End is Near Re: Love Poetry « Reply #32 on: January 23, 2008, 08:21:05 AM » Quote That's beautiful, MBG.    Report to moderator   Logged ουτως γαρ ηγαπησεν ο θεος τον κοσμον οστε τον υιον αυτου τον μονογενη εδωκεν ινα πας ο πιστευων εις αυτον μη αποληται αλλ εχη ζωην αιωνιον klab Hero Member Posts: 10411 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #33 on: January 23, 2008, 10:51:38 AM » Quote Quote from: mybigGod on January 21, 2008, 09:58:13 PM My wife As I gaze into her eyes i am drawn into her world A youthful desire of sweet contemplation All of my cares get lost in her gaze Quietly i long to remain under her spell Drawn out of time, lost in her eyes I breathe unending sweet longings wow that reads like I felt when I first saw my wife Report to moderator   Logged http://www.spumc.org/ klab Hero Member Posts: 10411 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #34 on: January 25, 2008, 09:16:04 AM » Quote Roses are red Violets are blue the passing of time I dread but I am glad I married you Report to moderator   Logged http://www.spumc.org/ mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #35 on: January 26, 2008, 08:58:01 AM » Quote Modify Remove Sweet memories of my wife Loathing around in time with unfulfilled desires Lost from the world of breath taking sweet calmness Her looks of innocence long remembered Make my despairs a happy endurance Lost in her eyes , a spell to endure Sweet longings console this love sick heart Report to moderator   67.8.167.74 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther surveyor Guest Re: Love Poetry « Reply #36 on: January 28, 2008, 12:00:37 AM » Quote So much depends Upon a red wheel barrow Glisened with rain water Beside the white chickens. William Carlos Williams Report to moderator   Logged mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #37 on: March 11, 2010, 02:42:00 PM » Quote Modify Remove Kk check out my love poetry Report to moderator   67.8.127.49 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther mylife4him Hero Member Posts: 3470 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #38 on: March 20, 2010, 04:50:42 AM » Quote There is gentleness in nature It’s most pronounced at dusk Almost as if the Creator Is bedding us all down Tucking us in And saying 'There is always tomorrow' There is a mercy in nature Extending into the human heart At daybreak along with the dawn chorus Which speaks of second chances New beginnings Wiped slates Deep and powerful Indescribably beautiful and humbling Is the language without words Report to moderator   Logged God didn't call the qualified, He qualified the called. Kings_kid Hero Member Posts: 10062 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #39 on: March 20, 2010, 10:28:15 PM » Quote mbG:  Kk check out my love poetry K_k:  Really liked that "loathing around", "breath taking sweet calmness", etc.  Bet you could add something about her sparkling, melting smile that neons the earth.  And i don't even know her.  But i know a little about love. mbG theme-line: "I thought sin and law were my greatest foe, But work for salvation was a greater woe." BTW, some of the poetry here would make good song material, don' t you think? « Last Edit: March 20, 2010, 10:43:28 PM by Kings_kid » Report to moderator   Logged mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #40 on: March 21, 2010, 02:53:13 PM » Quote Modify Remove Kk .. now your bringing up old memories... very young at the time... i actually would sit around and have some musicians with me and wrote the lyrics and the music at the same time. Worship music...we sung the music in a church. It was when i was memorizing the very first book of the Psalms. I had them written down but they got destroyed in the hurricane. « Last Edit: March 21, 2010, 02:55:32 PM by mybigGod » Report to moderator   67.8.127.49 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther Kings_kid Hero Member Posts: 10062 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #41 on: March 22, 2010, 12:17:12 AM » Quote Now if we could only get you to sing your theology!!! Report to moderator   Logged mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #42 on: November 27, 2011, 12:01:38 PM » Quote Modify Remove Quote from: mylife4him on March 20, 2010, 04:50:42 AM There is gentleness in nature It’s most pronounced at dusk Almost as if the Creator Is bedding us all down Tucking us in And saying 'There is always tomorrow' There is a mercy in nature Extending into the human heart At daybreak along with the dawn chorus Which speaks of second chances New beginnings Wiped slates Deep and powerful Indescribably beautiful and humbling Is the language without words