A Light in the Night
A quiet calm heightens my fears.
Then winds increase. I kneel to pray:
More moons please race around my sphere.
If death arrives I’ll fall asleep,
a peaceful night without the dreams.
For night becomes a time to weep,
a time to rest from what it seems.
Sweet musings once of youthful pasts,
the fragrance of sweet memories gone.
Windows rattle the darkened glass.
A reflection shown a face sin wronged.
When clouds appear to block my sight,
and rain is falling all around,
no light is there to guard the night,
I read his word, the light I found.
Though night is black as darkest ink,
I stumble round and hold so tight.
A crack of light my eyes will blink,
a beam of truth appears so bright.
A horizon I envision
with rainbows to glisten; to shine.
Highlighted our God’s provisions
to erase death from all mankind.
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Two voices acting together to make something singular.
I’d like y’all to go get yourself a partner and write a poem together. I believe there’s a spot in the advanced options for adding a collaborator. (Please acknowledge your collaborator in AN as well, though this means I won’t be reading the AN until after the judging) You write the first stanza, then alternate with your partner until you have six stanzas and a completed poem in whatever style you like.
So, … you will write stanzas 1, 3 & 5. Your partner will write 2, 4 & 6.
Upon an ancient land of flowing rivers
like sparkling reflections on Jordan’s span,
where woven mesh, fine, or dragnets cast
defined a working fisherman
who reeled each morning for a fish
with a hooked taut drawn single line
in boat or standing near a shore,
as weighted nets imprisoned, landed
upon schools feeding dragged inshore
in nets carefully drawn across
a shallow vibrant dark seafloor;
as windflowers,
irises, gladiolus, tulips, lilies too
of pink, purple, plus flowers blue
covered mountainsides
with cliffs deep and steep
with ‘white-hair’ sprinkled
of wisdom peaked
and trails varied of narrow, wide,
with dens of foxes who burrow, hide
plus Warbler’s of maybe 470 kind
building nests in trees, hollowed out trunks,
of twigs, and leaves, seaweed, moss, feathers
creating an environment hard to find.
Yes, traveled repeatedly,
eagerly with pride
to ‘truest’ form of knowledge seek,
dwelled a populous people
once blessed
with fig trees, grapevines lush and grand,
while flutes of reed, ivory, bone,
cane played
during banquets, weddings, joyful parades,
even at funerals by bands
of sorrowful performing military brigades,
because of a ‘cherished’ promise
to a ‘faithful’ friend named ‘Abraham’ made’.
Possessed
upon that beauteous terrain
a multitudinous people
who served a ‘living’ God
awe-inspiring, loving, generous,
of rains, sun, moon, and stars,
and glorious beaches of seashells paved
who could only stomach ‘truth’
being practiced as ‘best one can’
since given ‘best’ his Son–as ‘ransom’ paid.
Understanding and merciful
towards ‘imperfect’, but repentant man
like Daniel, whose integrity spawned
awed King Darius
to amazingly command:
“I am issuing an order
that in every domain of my kingdom,
people are to tremble in fear
(respect)
before the God of Daniel.”… ‘Almighty’.
‘Perfect’.
To his Sovereignty: All must adhere.
“For he is the living God
and he endures forever.
His kingdom will never be destroyed,
and his rulership is eternal.”
Pristine. Just. Holy.
Unmasked. Crystal clear.
So strict obedience
should be for whomever
not just in ‘lip’ and ‘appearance’.
Must be stemmed from internal.
Yes, of whole heart and mind.
Held high. Treasured. Dear.
All who love a Son and his Creator.
For ‘everlasting life’ is a ‘gift’
worth every endeavor to humankind.
However, a multitude
‘professes’ clever.
Not inclined
to search wherever
truth is found…
Only by ‘selfishness’ ruled; defined.
Why Jeremiah prophesied to ‘then’ mankind
words from a living God
who does not change principles
overtime:
“‘Here I am sending for many fishermen,’
declares Jehovah, ‘And they will fish for them.
After that I will send for many hunters,
And they will hunt them down
on every mountain and every hill
And out of the clefts of the crags.”
“First, I will repay
the full amount due
for their error and their sin,
For they have profaned my land
with the lifeless figures of their disgusting idols
And have filled my inheritance
with their detestable things.’”
So, stated to all his people
motivated his ‘name’ to defend:
“Keep on enduring to the end.”
Then you’ll not rue the day
when you reap what you sow.
You’ll plant beautiful ‘rue’
in your garden everlasting to grow.
Dan. 6:26; Jer. 16:16, 18.
He burned down the house of the true God . . . and destroyed everything of value.—2 Chron. 36:19.
When the Babylonians were finished with the land, onlookers could only say: “It is a wasteland without man and beast, and it has been handed over to the Chaldeans.” (Jer. 32:43) Some 200 years after Joel’s prophecy, Jehovah used Jeremiah to foretell something else about this attack. He said that a thorough search would be made for those Israelites who engaged in wicked practices—a search that would lead to their capture. “‘Here I am sending for many fishermen,’ declares Jehovah, ‘and they will fish for them. After that I will send for many hunters, and they will hunt them down on every mountain and every hill and out of the clefts of the crags. . . . I will repay the full amount due for their error and their sin.’” Neither the oceans nor the forests would be able to conceal the unrepentant Israelites from the Babylonian invaders.—Jer. 16:16, 18. w20.04 5 ¶12-13 © 3 days ago, Lucretia McCloud hope • love • pain • sad • society • teen
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