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,