Christian Poetry

Poetry inspired by the Bible, Christian teaching, and prayer

Dying, one Blink at a Time

This face is sheer fraud –
An impostor’s painted smile
Hides moribund eyes;
Slow they close as life torments,
Dying, one blink at a time . . .

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post

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Let us Stop Passing Judgment

Loving each other,
Let us stop passing judgment –
Instead, encourage

written in response to this week’s prompt at Haiku Horizons, drawing inspiration from the text of Romans 14:13

The Master Gardener

Like shimmering heat
in sunshine’s streams,
like a cloud of dew
in harvest’s heat;

From His dwelling place,
the Lord observes;
Quietly resting,,
His eyes see all.

Then, before harvest,
as blossoms fall:
Flowers slow turn to
ripening grapes –

The Master Gard’ner
prunes ev’ry vine:
Training their branches
to bear good fruit.

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post, and inspired by the words (although not the original message) of the bible’s book of Isaiah, Chapter 18, verses 4-5

The Nature of Man and God

Again and again
We return to sin
It is our nature
As men

Again and again
God points to the cross
It’s in his nature
To love

The challenge for the final day of Na/GloPoWriMo2017 was to write a poem about something that happens again and again.

Sorrow for All

A world made for peace
Accursed by the pride of men
Sacrificed in greed
And the tears of our children
Foreshadow sorrow for all

written in response to this Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #31 – ‘peace’ and ‘tear’

Holy Tabernacle

Curtains of linen
Blue, purple and scarlet yarn
Holy Tabernacle
Clothed in commissioned splendour
Constructed with reverence

written in response to The Daily Post prompt – “yarn” – and inspired by the descriptions of the Tabernacle in the Old Testament’s book of Exodus

Taste and See #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

How sweet are His words
Ears test words as the tongue tastes food
Taste and see that the Lord is good

For Day 28 of Na/GloPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo.net reminded us that many poems explore the sight or sound or feel of things, and Proust famously wrote about the memories evoked by smell. The prompt challenge was to write a poem that explores your sense of taste – this could be a poem about food, or wine, or even the oddly metallic sensation of a snowflake on your tongue.

This poem drew inspiration from the Old Testament, and in particular lines from Job and the Psalms.

Manna and Quail

Manna falls like dew
Quails drift to blanket the ground
The Lord God provides

written in response to The Daily Post prompt – “blanket”, inspired by Exodus 16

The Wall Crumbles Still #NaPoWriMo2017 #GloPoWriMo2017

Of history’s walls
None proved more ineffective
Save to rally mobs

Obsolete as built
Unfit for useful purpose
Divisive folly

The wall crumbles still
Allegorical symbol
Relic of its age

For Day 26 of Na/GloPoWriMo2017, NaPoWriMo.net challenges us to consider what future archaeologists, whether human or from alien civilization, will make of us? Today’s poems should seek answer that question, exploring a particular object or place from the point of view of some far-off, future scientist.