Father’s Embrace
A child's thoughts whilst being held by his father beside the fireplace.
The inspiration for this came last Sunday during the evening service at Mosaic Church. During the sung worship I had this extremely vivid picture of a child being held snugly in his fathers arms; it was a warm and orange scene. I started by trying to capture the child’s thoughts:
Sat upon the rocking chair, his child cradled in his arms
His crimson top, in the crackling firelight, glowing
A soft voice sings, masking the rain against the window
Curled up tightly, secure on his fathers lap
The child whispers in the quiet of his heart:
“Hold me close, Father, snug within your arms.
Shelter me from the driving rain falling all around.
Sing over me everything flowing from your heart.
Whisper sweetly, softly words my soul understands.
I feel the warmth of your breathe, giving me life
And peace as I cling to you.
Never let me go, Father, always
Left me have your embrace.”
The Twilight Songbird 09-09-2010
A poems about the callings of twilight songbird
The inspiration for this poem came from a vivid image of a small bird on a spindly branch spreading her wings to sing just after the sunset in that time between dusk and night. It really captured my imagination and I hope the following poem encapsulates what I saw.
The twilight songbird spreads her delicate sings,
The night opens as her calling softly begins.
A melancholy tune to a lonely ear,
A sonnet of love to a cheerful dear.
Her song fills the still evening air,
Her lover embarks to join her there.
Together they form an estranged duet,
Together their sound rises above the sunset.
Golden fades to silver blue,
Blue to deep, and then comes the moon.
The Fallen Leaf - 08-08-2010
A poem about the upcoming season (autumn)
I’d wanted to write this poem since I had a really clear daydream about a leaf slowly falling. I now want to write a few more poems about different aspects of nature where I give them personalities. Enjoy!
Autumn approaches as the winds turn blue,
Velvet air hugs the silent trees.
The first leaf takes hold in the morning light,
She spreads herself and prepares for flight.
“Release me”, she whispers in a rustling sound,
As she begins her decent to the bare ground.
But the wind hears her sorrows no to be alone,
And gathers her friends in a swelling moan.
Falling the leaf tumbles and turns,
Going this way and that only to learn.
Her friends are not as brave and cling to fate,
The winds tries hard but alas too late.
Landing softly she looks and sees,
Her friends raining gently, a heavenly view.
A Thought - 14-05-2010
A rare abstract poem
Into this mind a thought
entered, exciting but dangerous.
It spoke of new ideas
Of new paths and new hopes.
The mind was scared and fear
overwhelmed reason and it forgot.
Hidden in secret biding its time, soon
It was nothing more than a memory
Distant at first, it grew, in silence
It found its strength, in darkness
It prevailed not tainted.
Once more it returned, bravely
It spoke, all who could hear listened.
It spoke of new ideas
Of new paths and new hopes.
It spoke a picture of beauty,
Of grace and unconditional love.
Of heaven touching earth
And of perfect joy.
Dreams of Mighty - 13-04-2010
One of a few poems about love and life
Oh to see the mountains,
to climb upon their backs,
To scramble in the foothills
and discover their secret tracks.
The grandeur that my heart does seek
To survey the world from the lofty peaks.
Away from me you cityscape
built by mighty hands,
Not your comforts or cathedrals
in my pleasant lands.
Bid me farewell
The Great Unknown - 08-04-2010
One of many poems about dreams
I whisper this to you alone,
You’re my love and I have shown
You all the secrets of my heart,
All things the world wish me part.
I found glory for all to see,
It is joy that wells up inside of me,
He bids me come and drink my fill,
To approach him boldly and be still.
So do not listen to the lies,
Hear the voice that clearly cries,
Come with me and don’t be shy,
Shed your fears, embrace the sky.
Soar above the drifting clouds,
On the wind that blinds the proud,
Be brave and don’t look down,
Forever forward into the great unknown.
To death on a cross - 21-03-2010
One of a few poems about love and life
What would you do to save the one you love
How far would you go to keep them safe
Would you give it all, go beyond faith
Would you drown to keep them above
Would you endure until all hope is lost
Stand beside them and never budge
Take their place in front of a judge
And in love stay silent, face betrayal,
even to death on a cross?
Broken hearts and lullaby’s - 08-03-2010
One of many poems about life
A lullaby sung softly over the crying child,
Held tightly within the embrace of the loving father.
Tears flowing down reddened checks so mild.
“Hush my child and let it go,
Do not grasp onto the sorrow.
Hush my sweet and let it rest,
The deeds are done no more to confess.
Be still dear one and hold it not,
The night is cold be shall be forgot.
Be still my child and let it be,
Tomorrow is new the sun told me.”
Eyes are closing, tired heads laid to sleep,
Troubled faces succumbed to peace.
Father smiles, bends down to kiss his keep.
The King - 04-03-2010
One of many poems about God
Before the night, before the day,
Before the world and creation lay,
Before the heavens and the earth,
Before the light had been birthed.
Before it all stood the King.
Above the sky’s, above the clouds,
Above the stars and all that shrouds,
Above the fears and the woes,
Above all evil, above all foes.
Above it all stands the King.
After the storm, after the sun,
After all war and battles are done,
After the rise, after the fall,
After man, his descendants and all.
After it all will stand the King.
