Daily Archives: April 21, 2015

My Savior: An ABC Poem

Awesome in power, given away to wash my feet

Body hanging on the cross

Clever in confrontation Jesus is

Death defeated

Enduring love through my acts of rejection

Feeding of the 5000

Grace that knows no bounds

He isn’t threatening Hell, He is saying go over my dead body

I can’t sum Him up in 26 lines

Jesus, my savior, my redeemer,

Knowledge of my heart and knowledge of the stars

Love is patient, love is kind, God is patient, God is kind

My imagination can’t even reflect a shard of His magnificence

Never ending love, that I can never deserve or earn, but only given

Only His presence of love can satisfy my search

Peter, Pilot, Paul

Qualities of him unfathomable

Reaches of the star unknown, reaches of his palm also

Sacrificing His blood to me poured over me, so that mine won’t be spilled in hell

Thomas doubted, and put his fingers through the holes

Unabashedly, we should share his love

Washed my slate clean, washed it again, still washing it. I try, but fail; He picks me up

X – stars are the number of times he loves us, there are countless of them

Yet, we are looking through a mist to heaven

Zealous for him is who I would love to become

Unfulfilled Daydreams?: A Sonnet – (no iambic in my pentameter)

Ordinary day, scrubbing the dishes

Vacuum the carpet, the house I clean

Typical day fine, but there are wishes

Still want extraordinary, I mean

Vacations I dream to see the Moors

Or go somewhere tropical, a place warm

But I’m content to still sweep the floors

I’m happy to do the day to day norm

I find joy in the standard, but still dream

To do important things, everyday

But that is not the life I wish to deem

I like to be able to stay in PJ

These silly wishes I daydream, I smile

I decide I will do this for a while