Tag: poetry
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Poetry: The Lyrics of Isaiah
The following lyrics are to a song I wrote for my upcoming album, Once Upon A Time. Even though it wasn’t meant to be a holiday song, it has become a favorite Christmas carol among our church friends, and Jason and I will be playing it this Sunday, December 1, at Spring Cypress Church in…
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Poem: As I Walked Beside the River
As I walked beside the river Between this plane and forever I could hear a whisper saying – Floating on the rain cooled breeze – “Cross now, cross the Jordan river Come with me and live forever Where the children, haply playing, Never know pain or disease, Never know the constant struggle Never know the…
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April is National Poetry Month: Think Not On The Earth Below
In honor of National Poetry Month, here’s a piece I wrote … THINK NOT ON THE EARTH BELOW As the rain falls down forever, Through the leaves that lilt and shiver, I’m reminded of a River Where all tears are said to flow. From the skies that ebb to twilight, From the clouds that blend…
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National Poetry Month: First Poem, My Daughter
As you may have read in previous blog entries or seen on my Facebook page, April is National Poetry Month, and I am challenging myself to write one poem per day. Today is April 4, and I’ve written four poems, so I’m right on schedule! Today I thought I’d share one of my favorites that…
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April is National Poetry Month & I’ll Be Writing a Poem a Day!
I haven’t really written any new songs or material since my second trimester. I guess building a little person sucked up all my creativity! Now Elowyn is 7 months old, and I am finally to a place where I’m feeling my artistic inspiration coming back. Since April is National Poetry Month, I’ve decided to challenge…
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Who Has Seen the Wind?
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by. BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
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Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand…
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Monday Madness: A Ludicrous Limerick Called, “Ode to a Salad”
Behold! A poem that came to me this afternoon as I ate my lunch: This is a ballad that is all about salad; It rhymes about carrots, and not about ferrets, Its lyrics beset us with lines about lettuce It inanely prattles about grapes, nuts, and apples, It lilts about beans and lush collard greens…
Jenn Greenberg 