Tag Archives: Christian; Poetry

February 2, 2024 I pray that with two ears I listen,Discerning and able to hear.I pray that my two eyes can glisten,See hearts of the ones I hold dear. I pray that my one mouth speaks softly,Considering words that I … Continue reading →

Our lives at times like days at sea,We weather storms and dark of night.We chart a course for what will be,But can’t for sure predict our plight. The ports, the stops along the way,Most we plan but some surprise.We think … Continue reading →

January 17, 2024 What gifts do I have for the Master,The kind that are not made of gold?What gifts do I bring to the alter?What gifts can I share from my soul? What gifts am I sharing with others?What gifts … Continue reading →

January 16, 2024 Although it’s bitter cold outside,I pray my heart is warm inside.I pray it’s never hard and cold,Remaining soft as it grows old. A tender heart, a soft refrain,Leaves memories that long remain.A gentle word will oft’ prevailWhen … Continue reading →

January 14, 2024 If my writing was eloquent, witty, profound,But lacking in substance, how hollow the sound.It’s the heart, and the soul, and the depth behind wordsThat makes them relatable, worthy, and heard. I pray that I’m open to share … Continue reading →

January 11, 2024 I pray in the midst of the moments I live,I take pauses to notice what others may need,That I’m willing to listen and learn how to give,Not silver and gold, but in words and in deeds. I … Continue reading →

January 10, 2024 I pray that the words I find deep in my soulAre meant to help others with no hint of pride.For those who are hurting I pray they console.I pray that God’s love can come in and abide. … Continue reading →

January 7, 2024 Each day the sun rises, I start a new day,Never knowing for sure all that’s coming my way.I keep up my calendar, think I know best,But know it’s for naught if my plans are not blessed. I … Continue reading →

January 5, 2024 At the start of the year, I began something new.Each week I’ll be sharing a poem or twoIn a column with some of my thoughts jotted downIn the paper that’s read in my childhood hometown. Cherokeean’s the … Continue reading →

January 5, 2024 It’s ordinary days in life,Without appointments, hurry, strife,That I have come to treasure most,A day in neutral just to coast. A time to read, reflect, and pray,Jot down the thoughts that come my way,A morning coffee in … Continue reading →