Poems about God
Life, Off The Cuff
Sometimes we say things without thinking;
making our comments seem quite rough;
comments that make it seem we’re drinking;
usually referred to, as off the cuff.
Often we pay so very little attention;
to the things that we do and say;
as tho thought’s
The Enemy Within
We spend most of life making a friend;
two heads seem better than one;
we need others, upon whom, we depend;
a grandfather, daughter or son.
A true friend can be almost anyone;
real friendship takes much time;
a father, mother, daughter or a son;
or stranger,
Keep In Touch
Knowing that we treasured each other;
thinking the other needed a crutch;
speaking heartfelt words to a brother:
“Be sure you keep in touch!”
It’s a common message; harmless, seeming;
subtly planting a memory link;
simultaneous, mind to mind streaming;
putting separate minds in sync.
Thoughts
…Unloved And Alone
Most of my life there were others around;
people, with whom, stories I share;
ordinary voices have a melodious sound;
just knowing there’s someone there.
Many relate becoming alone in a crowd;
not knowing what alone is about;
their platitudes leave me to laugh outloud;
their
The First Mate Of My Soul
I would like to think of myself as a sage;
but a sage, I could never be;
sometimes I struggle, to even engage;
my thoughts are what I see.
Vision is not what we see with our eyes;
all our thoughts are world’s
Trees Of Life
I feel very much like a Sycamore tree;
enduring the winds of Autumn;
planted where God chose me to be;
most of my leaves have fallen.
Leaves of orange and brown; at my feet;
signs of progency yet to come;
where destiny and circumstance meet;
my roots
When Death Has Died
What happened, my love;
where have you gone;
do all futures reside above;
or shall the past live on?
Life is a most perplexing condition;
its ebb and flow; a mystery;
circumstance brings forth attrition;
eternity becomes mere history.
Life is a story; a movie; a
…Escaping Destiny
Every life was created for a specific reason;
none are created by chance;
each, destined for its own special season;
destiny is circumstance.
Many believe they’re products of a destiny;
their life isn’t lived by chance;
thinking there’s something that’s meant to be;
no
