As a believer I would say yes and no. Earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, and other natural disasters are a result of the Fall. They are not God's wrath so much as they are the Earth groaning...
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As a believer I would say yes and no. Earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, and other natural disasters are a result of the Fall. They are not God's wrath so much as they are the Earth groaning...
First Draft 12/14/2014-1/06/2015
This Pestilence that persists throughout the day
A Bubbling up of unbalance; I yearn
For shackles of nightmare to bare lay;
Gurgling grim guidance left to...
It happens to even the best of them,
An aspect of a three-fold stratagem,
A shadowed you seeking to sway your soul
Back into hell’s embrace and Imp’s payroll.
The Flesh lusts against the...
Thank you for taking the time to read and respond to my poem. And I agree with you, there hasn't been nearly enough discussion about the virtues of faith in God. Again, your comments were most...
First Draft 2/28/2012-3/5/12
Often it appears in the midst of travail—God
Is silent while the devil is raging; fear!—
It grips and will not relent its hold. “Forsake right!”
It says—as if...
First Draft 6/15/12-6/26/12
If saints could but through the holding of hands
Impart visions of woeful wonderlands
Walk with him or her amidst sorrows sands;
Unload unto others wellsprings of...
I just like using alliteration. Would you also say that these two Christian hip hop artists who use alliteration in their raps sound funny:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FrJ-DM2li6g
Or the...
First Draft 1/8/2015-1/29/2015
Unchaste! A bountiful beauty bounces by:
A saint’s sight surely should steer clear of this
Better to be bond with Christ when made to beatify;
He’ll shower us...
First Draft 2/21/15-3/29/2015
We saints go marching in defense
Of faith not soiled or vile,
We saints go marching in embrace
Of God’s Son for a while.
Raised high is the blood stained...
Thanks for the link! I had found this one: http://www.vqronline.org/essay/wanderer-anglo-saxon-poem-translated-jeffrey-hopkins But your link has much more context for the poem. Thanks again!
Thanks! Yes there's quite a few uses of alliteration with the letter 'P' in the above poem. And alliteration just happens to be one of my favorite literary devices, which I employ in both poetry...
6/11/12-6/13/12 First Draft
Yet roaming about ever longingly
Go those wandering eyes of lovelorn saints,
Pining for pious partners to pass with,
To be unveiled in inimitable
Time, when...
First Draft 12/4/2015-5/27/2016
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A Crippled Christian wanders to and fro
Drunken with wine of life’s hammering blow,
Hoping, pleading for things to get better;
They’re lost in goals,...
First Draft 3/30/2015-4/20/2015
Old, withered leaves hang limply among trees
Of life which are deadened through cruel season
Of frigid frosts; others have become blasted
Grasses which our bare...
Heroic Couplet #3 First Draft: 6/5/2015-10/22/2015
Whilst walking amongst confused watersides
One’s musing conjures what greatly divides
Learned by plenty forms philosophical
Consumed en...
The Great Apostasy Cypher: Shakespearean Sonnet #2 First Draft 2/10/2015-2/15/2015
I.
Locked looks in dazed disbelief as they warp
The sense of the Scripts to fit in Culture’s
Cases; cringe...
First Draft 8/13/2016-1/7/2017
The Will of the Lord Divine brings it all about
An ecstatic unveiling for the famed seers
To behold the uppermost of the Heavens without a doubt
Foretasting of...
Dueling Revelations: Ode #1 First Draft: 1/18/17-2/20/2017
In the wellspring was the Word, and the Word was God
And with God and all was made by Him and for Him;
Now without Christ human life...
Thanks for the comments regardless. It's actually about insomnia, windows being a metaphor for eyes. There's some other meanings one could glean from it as well I guess. Thanks again.
Heck, I guess I'll post another one of mine.
A Moonlit Peek through Feathered Windows: Ballad #2 First Draft 5/24/12-6/2/12
Cross Carrier’s clock cries out, “The occasion has come.”
Toil has...
Thank you for your comments. They were greatly appreciated. I guess the main reason why I didn't represent my fears fully in this poem is because I wanted any other Christians who read it to...
I guess I'll contribute. This was a poem I wrote a few years ago where I implore God to take away fear away from me as a Christian:
Do Away with Fear: Shakespearean sonnet #1
Do away with...
I'd have to say my favorite type of poetry is the epic. The Illiad, The Odyssey, Metamorphoses, Beowulf, Paradise Lost, and The Aenid are some of the epic poems I have read and enjoyed.