Got very inspired in my class this morning, and so I wrote a poem :)
I'm quite proud of this one, so I hope you like it!
Darkness Falls, Light Prevails.
Darkness falls
The end has come
Jesus is dead
The curtain is torn
The earth shakes
The devil proclaims
He has won.
On that early morn
Light rose again
Sunday is here
The Son rises again
All through the world
Let it be known
Through and through...
Light Prevails!
Copyright 2010, Jo Wallace
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
SLEEP
I have to say, I like sleep, quite a lot.
Especially recently, because I have been quite tired.
The bulk of this poem came to me just before bed one night, so I scribbled it down, so that I would not forget it, and allow me to sleep (I find I can't really sleep if I am trying to remember something, so if I write it down I can forget it long enough to sleep. Just some sleep advice right there :)
Anyway, lets stop mucking around, and get to the poem. Enjoy!
Sleep.
Sleep is the lobby between one day and the next.
It divides the days that fall through the passage of time
Onto us mere mortals who wander through it all.
Sleep separates us from the past that binds,
And the future which has its fears.
It hems us in to focus on today,
On the now, which is freedom.
Copyright, Joanna Wallace, 2010.
Especially recently, because I have been quite tired.
The bulk of this poem came to me just before bed one night, so I scribbled it down, so that I would not forget it, and allow me to sleep (I find I can't really sleep if I am trying to remember something, so if I write it down I can forget it long enough to sleep. Just some sleep advice right there :)
Anyway, lets stop mucking around, and get to the poem. Enjoy!
Sleep.
Sleep is the lobby between one day and the next.
It divides the days that fall through the passage of time
Onto us mere mortals who wander through it all.
Sleep separates us from the past that binds,
And the future which has its fears.
It hems us in to focus on today,
On the now, which is freedom.
Copyright, Joanna Wallace, 2010.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Poem Sunday! Harrah!
God, the
Only One,
Dangerous is He.
Going
Outside of His way
Disastrous it may be.
Get
Over yourself
Die to yourself.
Give
Over to Him,
Deliver yourself to the Father.
Guide you, He will
Over and above all else
Death, then, cannot separate you.
copyright, Joanna Wallace 2010
So, I have had a bit of fun with acrostic poems recently. Mainly because we have been looking at Hebrew poetry in Old Testament, and some of the Psalms were written in an acrostic way. For example Psalm 119, each of the sections starts with a letter of the Hebrew alphabet. Which is why the Psalm is the longest chapter in the Bible. Epic!
Anyway, that's all for now. Talk to you all later in the week!
Only One,
Dangerous is He.
Going
Outside of His way
Disastrous it may be.
Get
Over yourself
Die to yourself.
Give
Over to Him,
Deliver yourself to the Father.
Guide you, He will
Over and above all else
Death, then, cannot separate you.
copyright, Joanna Wallace 2010
So, I have had a bit of fun with acrostic poems recently. Mainly because we have been looking at Hebrew poetry in Old Testament, and some of the Psalms were written in an acrostic way. For example Psalm 119, each of the sections starts with a letter of the Hebrew alphabet. Which is why the Psalm is the longest chapter in the Bible. Epic!
Anyway, that's all for now. Talk to you all later in the week!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
POEM SUNDAY!!
WOW! I remembered poem sunday, Harrah!
This is one I wrote at the end of November last year. I totally got inspired by some of the awesome 'holy' poetry I was reading in my Poem a Day devotional.
SO here goes:
THE GREAT WALK
The first great walk,
The trip from Eden,
Where they saw the oil so red
Poured from the animal which now clothes them.
Now they stood upon a rock
Which caused that same liquid upon their own flesh
The same they are.
The last great walk,
The trip to Golgotha,
Where all saw the oil so red
Pour from the Son of God.
Now we stand upon that Rock
Which covers us in that same liquid
The same we are.
Copyright 2009, Joanna Wallace
THAT'S one of the best poems I have ever written. Can't guarantee other poem Sundays will be as good, but we shall see.
TALK to you later in the weekos!
This is one I wrote at the end of November last year. I totally got inspired by some of the awesome 'holy' poetry I was reading in my Poem a Day devotional.
SO here goes:
THE GREAT WALK
The first great walk,
The trip from Eden,
Where they saw the oil so red
Poured from the animal which now clothes them.
Now they stood upon a rock
Which caused that same liquid upon their own flesh
The same they are.
The last great walk,
The trip to Golgotha,
Where all saw the oil so red
Pour from the Son of God.
Now we stand upon that Rock
Which covers us in that same liquid
The same we are.
Copyright 2009, Joanna Wallace
THAT'S one of the best poems I have ever written. Can't guarantee other poem Sundays will be as good, but we shall see.
TALK to you later in the weekos!
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