poetry

[a.baker]

The Measure of the Treasure

How is treasure measured
by our hearts or by our pleasure
by our thoughts or by mans pressure

Treasure that is pure
something to endure
something thats secure

Treasure for the rich or for the poor
seeing its never enough as man wants more
treasure is Gods word waiting to explore

Treasure is not found in gold
it's not something to physically hold
it's not something you find in a money fold

Treasure is written in a book
for all to see and look
when you start you will be hooked

Treasure is Gods grace
knowing your place
knowing you won't be erased

Treasure is peace understood
living His word is good
living His word is what we should

Treasure is for all
the big and the small
the joy of knowing you won't fall

You see so many with treasures of money
No peace or joy they are always running

Pick up the bible and you will find the true Treasure
The one of a mans pleasure and peaceful measure

[Jessie]

did you write this?

thats good!

[InTheWind]

Very nice. :):

[a.baker]

Yeah. Just a way to express. My older way of poetry was depressing so I am trying to switch it up which is really hard! Its been about 5+ years since I've written anything. My husband and others always say there not in uniformed or words I put don't rhyme but I just figure poetry is from the heart and not in any specific format. Kinda like art. When rules apply it takes away the heart of it. Anyone else here write poetry?

[a.baker]

Eh! Not that good. It will take time for me to practice and have the switch from my old focus of what life is about to my new focus of what life is about. Maybe better will come later...

[a.baker]

The Mission Trip

In a land far away across seas
Or a land you call home
Give what will please
Give what is unknown

Give them some bread
Give them some drink
Stomachs well fed
Time to read whats in red and black ink

They listen so close to your words
Through you God is speaking
Something maybe they have never heard
Forgiveness and joy start leaking

Into their ears they do listen
Their appetites are now satisfied
They have become a Christian
They now understand why Jesus died
We have now completed our mission

[kay-gee]

Quite profound!

all the best...

[a.baker]

Really? Thank-x! :hug:

[a.baker]

Leaving Our Comfort Zone

God knows His sheep and shouts
His sheep listen and learn His Way
He now asks His sheep to venture out
They reply "You want us to go today?
You want us to help lost sheep learn about?
We aren't strong enough to go alone let us pray
These lost sheep you speak of are stubborn and no amount
of talking will bring them out of their decay.
They are hardened and they have chosen their route.
What are we to do and what part do we play?"
God replies "Haven't you learned what happens with drought?
The tree can't produce fruit with water in delay.
Give them My Word and Truth I am with you as you travel throughout.
I will give you what you need to quench my lost sheep I say.
If you love my Son you can count
You can count on the strong foundation I lay."
They reply " Please God forgive our doubt
for we are afraid to travel far from the bay.
Out into the sea we will go about
and help your lost sheep as you mold their hearts like clay."




(hard to find words for rhyming in this one after awhile)!

[a.baker]

Don't Just Talk It Live It

Don't just talk about what you've heard.
Read, understand and live His Word.

Don't be shy to talk about your change.
Talk with joy as God took your old ways and rearranged.

Rearranged your life with His light.
Took your darkness away and gave you sight.

He gives you grace, joy and peace.
No more fear, true life is now released.

When others laugh, mock and test your faith.
Smile because you are a child of God and are safe.

Safe from the darkness they all dwell.
We know their destination is into the pit of hell.

Gnashing teeth, screams and cries.
Thats what will happen to them if they listen to Satan's lies.

So live Gods Word to the fullest extent.
Don't be deceived and always repent.


:( my poetry is always too simple but I like to write it anyway!

[a.baker]

(not a poem, just some current thoughts)


Gods Family

Being a part of Gods family is very peaceful, yet intense. Knowing that you are His child and a relation to Jesus. Having others surround you that won't desert you. Having others that build you up and help hold you when you are weak and can't walk. Having others know the accusations that fly at you and the curses that try to defeat you. Knowing that your family is the strongest and will never fall apart. Others that help look out for you in your time of need and help comfort you when you can't seem to find any. Brothers and sisters to laugh with and be with. Family to help you see the wrong in things that may arise and out of love show you where you can improve. Ones that help look out for you so you may not go astray and get eaten alive. Others that are obedient to each other and their Father. Ones that give it their all no matter how hard the obstacle's may seem. A Brother named Jesus that knows your pain and suffered for you. A Brother that looks for the lost; instead of casting them out; and nurtures our hunger and thirst.

God who gives us life and breath to breathe it. God who gives us a guide and with it His wisdom to help protect us from deceivers. God who gives us pain to keep us safe. God who loves us so we may love. God who strengthens us with faith. God who gives us what we need so we no longer have to worry. God who has mercy, patience and grace always, especially when everyone else leaves. God that won't give up you even if you have given up on yourself. God that will never abandon us. A Father that gave us His only Son so we may be saved. A relationship and a family with so much energy that could move mountains relying on faith in God alone! The True One that we may trust with everything and never have second thoughts. With Jesus nothing is impossible. Being a part of this family is the one way to know what family is about. After all, God made family. Who better to have family with than the One that created it! :):

[CoreIssue]

:nod:

[Jessie]

good thoughts!

[a.baker]

I don't know why but I thought I would share this. I was going through a lot of my old poetry and I tell you what; I have sure changed. So many comments from my teachers about the analogies of what I wrote. I remember I had this counselor who loved what I wrote. Now that it has been years and I look at it, it seems like a different person. The things I wrote is like looking into ones eyes that is a little psychotic. Not a very pleasant site at all. I can't believe these things I wrote didn't sound the alarm to anyone that maybe I needed help. The things I was going through at that time were not good at all and very scary and mind sickening and you can see it just by reading what I wrote. I tell you what, I threw 98% of it in the trash. I don't want anyone to read these things and think of me because that is no longer me. Also brings back a lot of bad memories. I have more to go through but it is weird. It is also weird how I mentioned things a lot like for example fruit and what I referred it to. I never read the bible than, but I was talking about pure fruit and such. Just really weird and a creepy mind set I used to have. I was really low.

[kay-gee]

But you never know, it might make good music. You should try your hand at song writing.
all the best...

[a.baker]

That would be relaxing and something I would find interest in. I found a couple maybe that I can share that are o.k. but not anything I want to keep in fact I threw them all away ( I had to change some stuff to make them more appropriate and positive and not so hopeless). I wrote these when I was around 16 years. This is not poetry about Christianity just poetry in general.


Hearing soft spoken whispers over hard learned winds,
You think not of lesson's learned,
But proceed to repeat over the same mistake from the last storm.
-me


Some good things in my life may be unseen so I will let you see what I saw and now see. Some unexplained but I'm here to make it more confusing. People stare out of loneliness wanting to be excepted in a world of known. Being expressive and not expressing in the same how. Many just let what you want to know, be known, while you never even knew them.
-me


Someone

The poem wrote his heart
Love and tears found flowing
Desire for a soft host
He memorized thin crinkly pages
As he reads before me
Granted the beginning
Someone he was

-me


The 5 senses

Touch is a sense we all think we know well. We jerk our finger away from a burn of a flame, but the flame within is a touch we should all proceed. To not jerk away from each other because we are afraid of getting burned. For all we know the flame is out.

The ear is a sense well known. We hear whats around us and block or refuse to listen what's inside of us.

Eyes are of truth even to the blind. We see the coming but see past the truth of it all.

Smell the flowers covering up the rotten tree. Smell the troubles that come with lies.

We can all taste in our mouth. Taste the salt, sugar, and spice of life upon our tongues.

These are the five senses, we must learn to use them properally.

-me

[a.baker]

I spilled a little coffee on my bible. I was thinking and I think it's more than a drip of coffee on my bible. To me it symbolizes my sloppiness in the way I present myself to the Lord. A call for self evaluation is in place. Self evaluation, in my opinion, should be done every day, especially at the end when I reflect on my day and see where my ways were pleasing and where they were not pleasing to God.

[kay-gee]

Have no fear a.baker, you obviously have it down. The rest of us should take some inspiration from your hands on practical approach.

I think the coffee stain adds character to the bible. It is representative of the hours poured over its pages, digesting its precepts and principles.

all the best...

[a.baker]

Didn't think of it that way thank x Kaygee!

[CoreIssue]

Yea. My first Bible was falling apart when I replaced it.

I have seen old timers with Bibles having rubber bands around them to keep them together. All kinds of stains.

[Jessie]

Have no fear a.baker, you obviously have it down. The rest of us should take some inspiration from your hands on practical approach.

I think the coffee stain adds character to the bible. It is representative of the hours poured over its pages, digesting its precepts and principles.

all the best...


:nod:

and thats much more important then it being a thing that everyone looks at and no one uses.

[a.baker]

I know my boundaries.
I know my limits.
For I am only a woman.
I know my place in my family.
I know my duties I must carry out.
For I know my Father.
I have so much joy.
I have so much love.
It is hard at times to contain it.
I asked Him to give me a drink.
He overfilled my cup.
I asked Him to take away my sadness.
And with it He replaced it with hope.
I asked Him to never let me go.
He holds on to me tight and with it He gives me His wisdom.
I asked for some.
He gave me much.
I am so thankful for God.
I am so thankful for Jesus.
No words can express.
No action would begin to show my gratitude.
How wonderful He is.
I am overfilled, trying to contain it.
Trying to wait for Him to do with me what He will.
I stop I think.
I think of the missing.
The ones He longs for.
I think of how empty and sad they must be.
I think of what darkness fills the deadened hearts.
I feel overwhelmed how I must go and share what wonderful truth I found.
I crave to show them the life we were all meant to live.
I miss them as much as He does.
I am saddened too.
I pray for them to come home.

[InTheWind]

Very nice. :tiphat:

[a.baker]

I look at my life, my journey.
I see how far I've come.
The road in my past has been so curvy.
The present I look to home.

The path ahead looks straight.
Even though my feet from time to time may stumble.
I look up from eyes of my current state.
While I try to love and become humble.

I try so hard every day knowing it's never enough.
The love that He so gave.
I also know of His mercy on this stuff.
My life He has saved.

He saved me from the teeth that gnash.
He saved me from worldly darkness.
He saved me from my selfish crash.
He understood my pain and roughness.

He said; turn to Me and you will live.
A life so full of hope.
Yourself is all you have to give.
I will help you cope.

He continued on to say these things.
No matter how much before in the past.
I pushed Him away because I was scared to sing.
A song about how He changed me so fast.

I knew all along He was right and true.
I was scared to change but I finally took the step.
I had to go past my pride too.
I haven't regretted nothing yet.

In fact my relationship with Him is so strong.
Why was I so silly in the past to dodge Him.
When I knew all along.
He would fill my cup to the rim.

With a thirst so quenched.
And a belly so stuffed.
The bible something now I clench.
This isn't so rough.

Now I sing all the time.
In church, in my heart, or in my home.
Nothing I spent not even a dime.
Except some time in the bible I roamed.

Thin pages so thick with Gods wisdom.
His power, mercy, patience and love.
Strikes every soul with knowledge of His Kingdom.
Every time when they listen in their soul they feel a shove.

To let Him work within.
Give them something this world does not know.
But in the Church family we know of forgiving of sins.
Oh how brightly Gods light glows.

[kay-gee]

beautiful stuff...a.baker are you right or left handed?...curious. You say you have been singing a lot now. That is wonderful! Singing is such a sense of release. It is truly good for the soul. I am convinced that is why we are instructed to sing! Paul and Silas were able to sing even in the midst of great calamity.

all the best...

[a.baker]

I absolutely love to sing! It really brings my mood up and when I sing about God or another song that relates to the way we are supposed to be, it gives me so much hope and makes me feel close to Him! On those cds I mailed you, my favorite song is by: The Fray called "How to Save a Life". It is about a friend who is sticking with their other friend friend through the night trying to help them out of addiction. To me thats a true friend is one that sticks it out even in the hardest of times! Listen to those words they make me have a smile of hope for others really. Yes like you said, a sense of release! I love acoustic music it is so simple, beautiful, and natural! Thats is my preferred, but I likes lots of music, but it has to have words that get to you though; the words have to mean something to you in some way.

Oh and I am right handed.

[a.baker]

A letter to God

Dear God in heaven I thank you today
I thank you for clothing me with no holes or frays

I thank you for shaping my heart my dear Creator
You taught me how to change my ways today, not later

I asked You for faith, patience and much love
You made those in me by giving me the opportunity and a shove

You gave me the tools I needed when I requested and your strength
No job is ever too big for you no matter the length

Your way is perfect and gives us much peace to rest
Upon you I can lay my burden; oh I try my best

How can I thank you, I feel undeserving, my heart is full of amazement
That You God, You are so wonderful You saved me from enslavement

Enslavement to the evil one, You saved me with your Son
Jesus oh how I love You, you are the One

Oh I love you God the way you cover me with your grace
I cannot wait to go home one day to see your face

So I can thank you in your presence and have honor just to see You
How I long for you, I sit and wait for your cue

There is nothing I could ever do or ever say in this poem or as long as I live
That would even began to show my gratitude to what You give

Thank you for Your guidance of the Holy Spirit dwelling inside my heart
Thank you for giving me the feeling closeness even though I am far apart

So I thank you; my God, my King, my Father, and my Savior
Today and every day on after


:hug: :yowza: :hug: :yowza: In Jesus name I pray Amen

['67Scofield]

Thanks a.baker 4 sharing those.
I thought The Measure of the Treasure and A Letter to God were VERY good.

Poems that rhyme do tend to add appeal to ones work,
and rhyming and measure (the number of syllables in each line) is definitely work.
I find a "rhyming dictionary" to be very useful. I bought one from a public library
years ago real cheap. And no it's not cheating. I find that it takes me to paths of thought I normally would not have thought of because you see words you normally
may not have thought about.
Anyway, really enjoyed reading all the poems you posted and hope I'll see more.

[a.baker]

Hey thank x!
:nod:

['67Scofield]

I really haven't written much in years but here's one I dug up and thought
it to one of my better ones.

"Light Is"

Light reflects off water
Light is dispersed by glass.
Light reaches places
Only small creatures pass.

Light is born from a source
But it will never end.
It's as free as the Sun
Not a dime you must spend.

Light chases darkness
Sure as worlds do turn.
Darkness flees to the night
From where you're born you must return.

Light is life
Without it, we perish.
Love light
And life you will cherish.

Light is so many things
More than I can explain.
So I'll end this shortly
Please suffer one more refrain.

If you are tired of darkness
And what it has become
Stop running into the night
And turn to face the Son.

[CoreIssue]

Nicely said. :nod:

[a.baker]

Yes that was very nice :D and thank x for sharing!! Have any more?

[kay-gee]

Nothing simple about it. I can't wait for you to put it to music!

all the best...

[InTheWind]

Cool. :nod:

[a.baker]

I am a child of God
Jesus is my brother
He is my shelter
Every day He renews me
With Him there is hope
One day He will come back
And justify what is wrong
He can take any piece of trash
turn it into a masterpiece
give Him thank x
praise Him daily
the worlds ears bleed with suffering, but I move on,
listening to His Word and ignoring the rest
I will not stop and I will not be silent
throw me in a hole, leave me to the maggots and spit on me
I will still, praise our God
for the bread and water He gives
for the understanding and listening ear He gives
He saves us from deteriorating
and withstands from any and all
Christ our Savior is most High
I find rest at his feet
I kneel, offering my all
But every day these sins and sleep
fleshy and raw
over take my zeal keeping my mind busy and full
trying to push out His will for my being
Yet again His grace covers me, His blood, and mercy
only with Jesus can I fight
this war, with peace and love
The Holy Spirit gives my brittle soul
strength to keep on,to hold on and to sing on
Be the thank x to God and His one and only son Jesus Christ
every day the weight of this quicksand tries to pull me down
but Jesus hangs on to my hand and promises to never let go
Must have faith my brothers and sisters
:nod:

['67Scofield]

"Death Swallowed Up"

It seems that sin has found a hole
To slither in and take a toll.
To part us is it's evil goal,
So what it wants is to kill our soul.

But I hear, you've found the cure.
One that's sound, safe, and secure,
One that's kind and oh so pure,
One that always will endure.

A living well that does refresh,
The sweetest balm for your flesh,
A stronger point I can not stress,
If you know Jesus, then God's impressed.

So take heart, my friend, be not dismayed.
The battle's won; the strongholds raised.
The foe retreats to shadows of gray
To die a death, how shall I say?

The hole it found was but a trap.
One nimbly placed with a subtle tap.
When God made you, He drew a map.
And yours and His overlap.


If any have questions please ask.

[a.baker]

That was pretty good and I still love your quote at the bottom of your replies! Are you interested ever in writing a book?
Something I have thought on before but was strongly thinking on it tonight. An autobiography type I think. Nothing from my past but only from whats going to come in the future; but not quite like a diary or nothing. I have no idea why I got this idea but I started to get lost in it just thinking ; what does God have in mind for my life, and is He going to, and how is He going to use me. It is just so joyous and exciting to think of God having a use for me.

Thank x again for sharing your poetry!