(A poem I wrote today May 30, 2016 while pondering the ones who have gone before) He does not fear a soldier’s death, Tho’ family stands with bated breath As his footsteps fade away Marching toward the battle fray. The battle’s din, tho’ sad and grim, Fails in its quest to silence him. Freedom’s […]
Category: Poetry
WEEKENDS – A poem I wrote before leaving my bus route in 2001
Oh, yes, I love this route I ride each week; No other place on earth I wish to seek; The miles, the time, (the money), the faces; Michigan City’s one of my favorite places. I love, in summer, the hot July morn – Starting the engine and beeping the horn. I, too, […]
OUR PREACHER MAN
Ran across this poem I wrote for my pastor while I was in high school… Our Preacher Man Who is that man that walks alone, Who begs for power at God’s throne, Who walks with God both night and day, Who often stops to kneel and pray? He is our preacher man. Who is that […]
DEATH IN TWO LIGHTS
I wrote this when I was 17. Bye… Cry… Sigh. Why? One day! Someday! Come day! Grand day!
THE SCRIPTURES – In Iambic Pentameter
When discussing God’s written words to man, One must consider everything he can; Not only crazy supernatural, But also cold, hard facts – historical. As we begin discussion, let me state: Inspiration is the scriptural trait; Preservation by God’s unchanging hand Keeps the words inerrant as He had planned. Accuracy becomes a major theme […]
I wrote this poem when I was 16 so cut me some slack. Enjoy. [symple_column size=”one-half” position=”first” fade_in=”false”] “To live” said he to her, “With fam’ly ’round the hearth; To live with children throughout the year On a green and God-blessed earth. To live a whole life long In security and peace; To spend […]
HEAVEN
Years ago I wrote several doctrinal essays while acquiring my master’s degree in church growth. I am currently attempting to assemble them in book form which will be offered digitally. All of the essays are written in iambic pentameter. Here is one I wrote on heaven. Heaven’s not a dream, not just a concept; Not […]
The Purpose
This is the first poem (besides “roses are red” poems) that I wrote. I was 16. The meter is really bad. I am very particular about meter. I usually don’t finish reading a poem that doesn’t follow meter so I apologize to those of you who are like me. If you can’t finish it…I […]
CHILDREN: ASSET OR LIABILITY
(I wrote this poem for a session, during a missionary conference, that I taught entitled “Children: Asset or Liability”) I spent my whole life Trying to attain the elusive clue; Even shunning a wife – She’d never understand my worldview. My ideals were rare. I thrilled in learning men of great renown. I had but […]
Uriah Michael – Gone to Heaven Thanksgiving Day, November 24, 2005
I know that I’m in heaven, And I know I’ve not a care; I know you are my refuge, God; I know you’re always there. I know my parents love me, And I know that you do too; And many others that are here, Lord, Are so kind to me and true. I know it […]