So sorry God, it's been a little while, Since I was lucid enough to talk on these COVID-19 miles Quite some time with energy to search for Your smile. Best intentions mean nothing when, Circumstances get you all turned around, Even though you know grace has You found. This scary illness, it eats at me. Devouring me inside then out, "This is not how I want to go home" I shout. When food tasted like paste and salt, Ears plugged up with painful fluid, Eye sight faded in one eye, I wasn't lucid, Not once did You leave me alone, You did not abandon me or just let me be, You Yourself sent Your angels to guard me. Yet, You were always there beside me, Reminding me whose child I am again, No walking away from all You began. Thank You Lord, for getting us through COVID, Thank You for pulling me off the edge, Thank You for Your protective hedge. -dfav 1/5/2021
Because of my Father's love I am - FREE Freer than any freedom on earth For others can lock up the church's doors, Forbid worship, Abolish gathering in Your name. But, no one can force me to deny My faith, for though religion falls My belief in Jehovah soars. It can't be taken from my heart I can always cling to You, I can still trust in You, I can continue to believe in You, Whole or broken of missing limbs I can still stand for You. For it is in Jesus Christ I am truly free. Even when facing physical death, My loved ones threatened, used, Tortured, straved, made an outlaw, My physical body crumbling, In my heart, Though tonque silenced, Though eyes blinded, Abandoned to slowly die, Please, dear Lord, witness through me. In my heart I still trust in You, I still believe And in Your time Usher me into Heaven. -dfav 11/20/20, 1/12/2021
Forgive me Lord, For these thoughts are disobedient, They are not in line with Your word Not in sync with who You are. They dance in my head Fueled by basic human desires By all I don't have and think I need, Because I've been Longing for that which is not mine, Craving things, circumstances not mine. Free me Lord, For these thoughts are bonds of evil, Links of a chain bred in disobedence Forged with guilt and callousness. Thick, heavy, steel links, Welded together in willful thoughts, Because reality is hard to face, Pride is hard to swallow. Longing for pictures evil painted in my head, Craving tastes, circumstances rottening in my head. Wash me Lord, In the rivers of Your grace, Flowing from the fount of Your everlasting redemption. Shine Your light to bleach shame away, Remind me of Your truth I see the ugliness of my heart in Your word Because I chose disobedience. Longing to live in Your love as Your daughter, Craving home, circumstances mine as Your daughter. --dfav 1/3/2021
Good question and the answer is, it depends.
I’ve been writing poetry since elementary school. It really took off in me when I was a high school freshman and had to create a poetry scrapbook. We were allowed to use our own poems as “filler” so I did. After that it stuck.
The thing about my poetry is it’s from my heart and I often write what isn’t “acceptable” when it comes to publication rules, grammer standards or what people want. Bottom line if you want something that makes you swoon over imagery, perfectly turned phrases and all the things that made e.c. cummings great you won’t find it here. The only thing I think I share in common with “famous” poets is having everything I had written for several years burned as “fantasy and out of God’s will”. (Thanks Dad.)
I do however, write about my “real life” with it’s joys, loves, sorrows, my mistakes and failures, Mama’s soup pot and a lot about my walk with God. The thing about poetry is the reader can read between the lines and imagine I’m talking about everything but what I am. That’s okay. I hope my poems make you think of similar experiences in your life. I hope they point your heart towards God.
You may not get “high brow literature” from my blogs but you will get honesty. Even if you imagine ugly.
Thanks for reading,
O Lord, I'm feeling hollow, As if someone or something, Has drained me of everything, Emptied, dry, no get up and go. Yes, Lord, I'm feeling hollow, I track it to confusion, Maybe lies and plots infusion, Entangled, enmeshed, wrestling. Why, Lord in my hollow, Is there thick silence creaking, Though also so, so deafening, I will stay here until You bid me go. Fill my hollowness, Lord, my hollow, Quench the dry and raise me up, Until I'm running over beyond the cusp, I'll be here Lord, until You're ready. There's movement Lord, in this hollow, Your Spirit has arrived at last, Soon this hollowness will be in the past, Fill me up Lord, fill me up. ----dfav 11/22/2020
O come, come to that place in your heart, Where only God and you come to meet, He calls you to come and rest at His feet, For His love for you remains steadfast and true, In the "I Am" you are home and complete. O come, all you faithful though long the road has been, Come and choose now to adore your Heavenly King, He comes with His peace, His love for you sings, Come before His throne, He'll be with you there, How the heart within you will peal and ring! Choose now to bring your brokenness to the Father, Choose now not to only see what man calls defeat, Hear instead the Father's love and repeat, This is not yet the ending but only the beginning, Now, right now, is no time to tremble and retreat. O come, all you faithful, this hour He reminds you, Be like Mary, pure, faithful and true, Like Saul, who became Paul and joined His crew, Or the widow who offered all she had in the offering, Put your hand to the work and give God His due. O come, come to that place in your heart, Where only God and you come to meet, He calls you to come and rest at His feet, For His love for you remains steadfast and true, In the "I Am" you are home and complete. ---dfav 11/08/2020
The scent speaks direct to the soul, Streaming in on a gentle breeze, Fresh and clean and pure, Unlocking hearts to free with sweet relief. Aroma of first ever breathed air, Sweet, but not exactly floral, Cleansed, but not with bitter bleach, Warm, but not so the heart recoils. A trace of sea salt and ocean, Newly grown grass and seed, A note of beginning and sweet wonders, Braced by hope and joy now freed. It sings in lungs with eucalyptus and mint, Designed, created, by the Good Lord above, The smell of Heaven, truth and peace, And the Savior's own true love. The scent gives fresh life to the soul, Vivacious, strengthened to the core, Though still indescribable in human words, With God Himself inviting, Come! Adore! ----dfav 11/08/2020
There is silence here, where we sit, quiet peace. There is peace here, strengthening, healing. There is healing here, for heart, for soul, for mind. There is mindfulness here, awareness, understanding. You are here Heavenly Father, positive and kind. There is love here, flowing around, reaching souls. There is a soul here, aware, and so grateful. There is gratefulness here, for You, for blessings, There is truth here, and I am so thankful, You are here Heavenly Father so overwhelming. There is love here, from me to You, You to me. There is togetherness here, for all who come. There is strength here to all who accept it. There is everything one needs here, for all, not just some. You are here Heavenly Father, for all who sit. There is need here, needs still unspoken, alone. There is isolation here, so we worship here in peace. There is gratitude here, so I pour it out to You. There is me here, Lord, in Your presence there is ease. You are here Heavenly Father, help me love like You. ----dfav 11/03/2020
With all that 2020 has involved, Covid-19, Face masks, Shut downs, Shortages, Limitations, I wonder at this newest storm, What once cold will now be warm? With all that 2020 has involved, Protests, Riots, Looting, Crime, Calls for justice, equality I shiver at these chilling winds, Will America ever mend? With all that 2020 has involved, Isolation, Disruptions, Unemployment, Threats, Hate upon hate, I'm saddened that we've come to this, What next in all this craziness? With all that 2020 has involved, Elections, Lies, Politics, Untruthful media, Evil erupting, I ache with shame this is who we are, How did we allow us to slip this far? With all that 2020 has involved, Health crisis, Diagnosis, Miles to travel, Prayer itself, God remains steadfast, I pray for answers and solutions, I pray somehow God will bring resolutions. With all that 2020 has involved, It could get worse, It could get better, Hearts could mend, Friendships begin, God could reign free again, I clasp His hand for I see the winds, They're roaring at us, change they send. -----dfav 10/30/2020
“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.”Ephesians 4:29, New International Version, 1973, 1978, Zondervan Corporation.
Everywhere my eyes and ears turn They are sure to see and hear, Words that are hurtful and foul, From hearts that are deaf and seared. The argument is that it's shock value To let whatever one thinks rip, Only the degrading and humiliating Are the core of their hearts that drip. Over all of this what do You hear Lord? In this chaotic canopy of spilling hearts? I pray it's the souls crying out for You, Do our pleas the darkness part? What do You hear day and night Lord? Cleanse my heart, my soul, my mind, So nothing that betrays Your being, Comes forth from me that is unkind. May my words bring Your healing, Encourage the weak, broken, wronged, Call people to raise their eyes up to You, Find strength in You to make them strong. I pray my words are wholesome, Bring Your honor with every word I say, Please reside deep in my heart, As I end this night and start a new day. ----dfav 10/26/2020