Battleground

I am on my way,
light and dark and day
and night.
Constantly I pray
that I do not stray
from right.
Yet I feel the clay
at my feet decay.

Dragons I must slay
circle me and play
with fire.
Jumping in the fray,
piercing with a ray
of ire.
Wounded, there I lay,
under skies of gray.

Standing now, I sway,
look around and they
are gone…
Spirit on display
lifts me up to say
WELL DONE!
Light and dark and day,
I am on my way!


Lai Nouveau for
dVerse.

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I Do

I Do because you offered more
Than anything I had before.
You changed my world and brought me through;
Is that enough to say I Do?

I Do because you made a way
To ease my mind and fill each day.
My greatest gift on earth is you;
Is that enough to say I Do?

I Do because we always care,
And burdens large and small, we share.
I hope to measure up to you;
Is that enough to say I Do?

I Do because my only love,
Besides the Lord in Heav’n above,
Now took me in, and I am true.
Is that enough to say I Do?

I Do, am I the only one
To ask until the day is done,
If I am doing right by you?
Is that enough to say I Do?

I Do because God told me yes;
I asked for love, and I am blessed.
And so I give myself to you,
And that’s enough to say I Do.

I Do, and with a woman’s heart,
I pray that I will do my part.
And may the Lord help me improve,
And that’s enough to say I Do.

I Do, but it’s a winding road,
And who can say they really know?
I reach for more to be and do,
And that’s enough to say I Do.

I Do, but all the people talk!
Yet mine is not the path they walk.
I must let go and live my truth,
And that’s enough to say I Do.

I Do, and I am striving still;
I promise that I always will.
Beyond the mind, my love shines through,
And that’s enough to say I Do.


This poem is a
Kyrielle.
It’s kind of a double Kyrielle, if there is such a thing, with stanzas 1-5 sharing a repeating line, and stanzas 6-10 sharing another.

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Savior

You save me from the people
Who know not what they do.
You save me from my enemies
Unconscious of the truth.
You save me from my sins,
Because I put my trust in you,
And may your Spirit lead the way
In everything I do.

You save me from this world of pain,
Because you know my good.
You save me from my wand’ring mind
That won’t rest as it should.
You save me from unworthiness,
Because in you, I could.
And may your Spirit light my path
And take me where you would.

You save me from a heart grown cold,
Because you know my past.
You save me from the worried times
That never really last.
You save me from each question,
For you answer when I ask.
And may your Spirit teach me well
And help me do your task.

You save me from a life of fear,
Because you’re here inside.
You save me from my own defeat,
Because you’re on my side.
You save me from the Hell I’ve known,
Because for me you died.
And may I let your Spirit lead,
My Savior, Lord and Guide!

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Good Friday Sestina

He bore the heavy cross despite the pain.
And did He trudge and stumble in the rain?
It took His earthly strength to stand the strain.
Though in His mind, did Christ the man complain?
‘Twas more than any human could sustain,
But by His love, he took our guilt and shame.

With stripes upon His back, He carried shame.
And did He think to wallow in the pain?
I can’t imagine all Christ did sustain!
O as He walked, did teardrops fall like rain?
His human mind, it may perhaps complain,
But by His love, Christ rose beyond the strain.

What fortitude it cost to bear the strain!
And who would take another’s sin and shame?
His destiny it was; did He complain?
O who for anyone could stand such pain!
The earth shook, and the sky began to rain,
But by His love, the Savior could sustain.

A living hell did Christ the King sustain!
And did He ever crumble from the strain?
Now every year the sky is filled with rain
To clear the air of sinners’ guilt and shame.
Was there a consolation in His pain?
Yet by His love, the Lord could not complain.

I’m sure that, in His place, I would complain,
And even faith I hardly could sustain.
I cannot fathom all His depth of pain!
Profoundly though, He took on every strain
And great despair, erasing people’s shame!
And by His love, compassion fell like rain!

Now each Good Friday, clouds release the rain,
And as His children, we cannot complain.
The King of Kings who took away the shame
Did go through more than we could e’er sustain.
Did Jesus, as a man, resent the strain?
As by His love, He washed away the pain.

As brothers shame is nothing to sustain!
When we complain, just think, He took our strain.
And by His love, the rain renews. No pain!


A Good Friday
Sestina.

Wishing you a blessed and happy Easter weekend!

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How Do You Know?

How do you know if you love someone?
And if your reasons are right or wrong?
How can you tell if you really belong?
By seeking the Truth in your heart.

How do you know if you do your best?
And if your answer will pass the test?
How can you tell if you’ve really been blessed?
By seeking the Truth in your heart.

How do you know if you’re torn and tired?
And if you’ve lost some deep desire?
How can you tell if you’re feeling inspired?
By seeking the Truth in your heart.

How do you know if you love someone?
And if you do, are you two? Or one?
How can you tell when the worry is gone?
By seeking the Truth in your heart.

How can you love and say, “Worry, be gone!”
By seeking the Truth in your heart!

I Didn’t Know

I didn’t know the meaning of forever,
Until you took me deep into your heart.
I could accept us being here together,
But thought for sure one day our ways would part.
Forever was a place I couldn’t go,
For in my mind I simply didn’t know.

I didn’t know the meaning of a love song,
Until you sang to me without the words.
I could accept the melody and music,
But disbelieved the voice my spirit heard.
A love song was a place I couldn’t go,
For in my mind I simply didn’t know.

I didn’t know the meaning of connection,
Until I drifted into it one day.
It took me from a world of imperfection
To all I asked, to seek, to find, to pray.
Connection was a place I couldn’t go,
Until my mind was calm enough to know.


Happy National/Global Poetry Writing Month (NaGloPoWriMo)! I won’t be posting every day, but any contribution is a good one.