All posts tagged: poetry

Jesus, the Oil of Joy: A Poem by Briana Lassiter

This is a poem about the symbolic oil of Joy that is made from Myrhh and only offers it’s sweet scent once it’s been crushed. Joy on the inside, joy from within. This is joy; the joy you win. Crushed and bruised, this is released, the oil of joy, the oil of peace. The joy You’ve put into me cultivated with care, now is released. It is all you, Jesus my joy. Strength, peace, confirming, fighting, killing, declaring. These are the things that joy enables when crushed beyond belief. This is it! This is the way, this is joy. A heart that is white, a heart that is clean, a heart that is trusting, what is unseen. Friendship and love, never-ending, not losing, This is the oil, pour it over everything *Photo by MI PHAM on Unsplash By Briana Lassiter I’m married to my dearest friend of 8 years and mom to an energetic 6-year-old. My greatest joys come from traveling with my little family, cooking for appreciative recipients, learning herbalism and natural medicine, and every experience I …

Son of God Came Down: A Poem by Briana Lassiter

Son of God came down Son of Man they found triumphant over the grave Triumphant in victory God could not be bound His love He freely gave He opened up the grave He split the earth, for me to save Love of God come down Touch us with Your sound The sound of truth, the sound of grace Let us glimpse Your precious face Lead us in all truth Let us walk with You Triumphant warriors Kingdom carriers Break all barriers Light of the world; that’s You. ~Poiema, Poetry in Motion By Briana Lassiter I’m married to my dearest friend of 8 years and mom to an energetic 6-year-old. My greatest joys come from traveling with my little family, cooking for appreciative recipients, learning herbalism and natural medicine, and every experience I get to have in prayer ministry. I’m an avid tea and book lover and can’t get enough of either. I love Jesus and the daily adventure that comes from walking in friendship with him as he arranges and rearranges my story.

Fall: A Poem & Musing

I love the smokey grey of the sky in Fall The rustling of the leaves Their shifting colors from dark green to orange lights The chill within the breeze I love the scent of fire that moves upon the wind Longer nights and rain that falls The touch of woolen clothing, hoodies, and pumpkins I LOVE IT ALL! Friends, it is a new season, my favorite season! Autumn or Fall. For some, this is a time of seeming woe. A time when life fades and all things slip into darkness. But just like when we have spent our time working hard and producing a job-well-done, at the end of it, we desire a well-deserved rest with (hopefully) the anticipation for something even greater in the day or days to come. Autumn is a season of rest. It is the pause in the moment, the beginning of an intermission right before the symphony of life begins again. The current of Fall comes down up Summer with the vibrancy of fire and ice. Newness is just ahead, …

Second Sight by Rachael Ritchey

The future we see through broken and twisted spectacles There is not sure sight to know the path We trip along, hoping to grasp a rail When in fact, none is to be had Not with our hands, at least Only our hearts can lead For our hearts see what Eyes cannot see Feel what hands do not feel Touch what bone cannot touch Deeper is marrow than that of bone The core of one life is beyond imagining When hearts reach out to search the blindness Our hearts can go to places our bodies are unwilling In the heart lies the soul of a man and desire to love is there Photo by Quentin Lagache on Unsplash *This poem was written by Indie Author, Rachael Ritchey. To read more of her works, including her published pieces, follow her at: rachaelritchey.com Twitter: Rachael Ritchey Facebook: WritingRaci

Poetry in Motion: How God Sees His Children

Do you believe, truly believe, that God sees us as His masterpieces, His precious work of art? I pray that you do, because accepting that truth enables us to see ourselves in such a different light, His light. In John 17:23  Jesus prays to the Father that we, His children, would recognize and know that God the Father loves us just as God the Father loves and sees Christ Jesus. God the Father sees His Son as Perfect, Blameless, Beloved, Righteous, Well Pleasing, Delighted In. ALWAYS WELCOME IN HIS PRESENCE! And this is how He sees those of us who trust in Christ Jesus’ Beloved Name, not because of our works or grand efforts, lest any man should boast, (Ephesians 2:8-9) but because of our faith in the finished work of His Son for us on the Cross. Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are His workmanship (Poiema), created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” The Greek word used for “Workmanship” is actually “Poiema,” from which we …

Wisps & Willow: A Poem

Forested in by sunlight and skin My mind drifts upon dream’s meadow To turning unwind the shackles that bind Through whispers, wisps and willow. The sweet cedar kiss of dew and mist Roll gentle as the thunder Until I awake with the craving ache That tears my heart asunder I’ll heed beck and call forsaking my all For the embrace of wisps and willow. ~Candice Coates *February 2, 2016 Featured Photo by Rebecca Prest on Unsplash  

“3rds”: Creative Writing Prompt #AmWriting #Story #CreativeWritingPrompt

There is nothing like a good writing prompt to help get your muse muscling along. I, for one, enjoy those with a time limit as well as quirky rules to follow. This one is called “Thirds.” TIME LIMIT: 20min (This is from the moment you put your pen to the pad or start typing…and yes, we are under an honor system here.) DESCRIPTION: Music is a big part of our inspiration. We all listen to music. But how much does music shape the art that we go forth to create? Are we conscious of its effects on us, and if so (if you weren’t before) how can we take this knowledge and harness this inspiration to create something fresh and authentic and on purpose? RULES: Choose the album that you are currently listening to or listening to the most, and select the 3rd track on the album. Play the track over 3 times. Get a hold of the lyrics, go to the 3rd stanza/verse and then select the 3rd line. (If your song does not …

From Fire & Ashes: A Poem & Word of Faith

Oh sweet fire Oh sweet fire Burning from embers Kissed by gales of rushing wind Charred black my loveliness Til all seems lost And I must start again Bring forth new life, Oh sweet fire From death spring fertile ground In the wake of your scorching pyres Is where my future will abound Oh sweet fire ~Candice Coates From Fire & Ashes: A Word of Faith & Encouragement Fire rips through the hilly countryside, leaving devastation in its wake. All seems lost. Hope is suffocated in the thick choking smoke that rises from the ashes of what used to be treasures and dreams.  And when the orange and black fades, giving way to sunlight, nothing can be heard but mocking silence. The fire has one and all is lost. …Or is it? If you live long enough, if you haven’t already, you will drink of your fair share of disappointment. Something will come and snatch the proverbial rug from beneath your feet and leave you on your back winded. None of us are  immune to it. …

Writing Prompt: Person, Place and Thing

Writing Prompt: Person, Place & Thing TIME LIMIT: 45 min to 50 min CHALLENGE: Nouns are such lovely things…or not things 😉 In this challenge we will gather random nouns and in 45 minutes create a poem or short story involving them. If you need any help with your choices visit my Pinterest page for some help. Follow the LINK. I have a collection of places to choose from, found on my “places of inspiration” board.  The Challenge sounds obvious but I assure you there is a bit of fun involved. RULES: Persons: Choose 5 names. Make up 5 names, male and female for  a total of 5 altogether. Write them down on five pieces of paper and set them in a pile. (or gather 5 images of people off the net that peak your interest, and put their images in a pile. (Make sure the contents of each page is hidden from your view.) Places: Choose 5 places and write them down on 5 slips of paper and set those in a pile. (Think …